Possessive Family

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gibran is currently in an old, abandoned house away from cities, highways and housing

there he was not alone but with a middle-aged man, became his place to grow his anger that was restrained earlier.

But he was immediately a small knife that was fused with a match he always took wherever it was and landed the sharp object on the middle-aged man's body

"akhkkkkkkkkkk"

that middle-aged scream as a sharp object tore through his navel violently seemed to be without mercy.

"what's my fault?'' the middle-aged word was interrupted by his screams, he could not do anything hands, his feet were firmly tied while his eyes were covered with black cloth, making him not know who was making him sick.

the middle-aged question was not in the Gibran gubris he was even as likely to blindly stab the stomach that had been torn from the work of carving his knife.

"please.achish.le-release.sa-me "with a stammering voice felt the blood had flowed out of his belly which was pierced blindly by a man whom he did not know who.

"Please... Sa-saya.ma-still.have a family waiting at.ahuuuu..di.ru-home"

"just relax your family won't starve again after you're dead''

with the look of a devil, the slightest guilt was not in his heart that had currently been controlled by his physicalopathic soul.

after answering the middle-aged question, Gibran immediately executed and ended with death.

"clean up!!''

his orders to his men who had just become spectators of the cruel and sadistic hermit their boss

"fine!!!'' they answered, he immediately left the place by throwing away everything he used for the execution, except his beloved knife.

at the bookstore Laura and Angga still faithfully lingering on the chair already feeling hot from coming into contact with their buttocks may have been two hours.

actually they made a Sunday agreement, but Angga changed the plan to be today.

said Laura who was already acutely bored sitting up from earlier made her butt look like a taper.

" Lo laper??"

"yes, this person is asked even back to ask, really, thankfully I like the same Lo" inner laura who sampe ubun," no... It's just that" Laura replied instantly turning her gaze towards her phone.

Angga just Beroh riya with a slow nod, making Laura semangkin with his indifferent behavior.

"in fact, the one who ngajak nemenin to the bookstore who the hell, from earlier in the cuek" his nagging only dares in the wishful thinking while squeezing rough phone.

"already"

angga's words suddenly made Laura's eyes widen as if she wanted to roll, her surprised horn

"Who nagged''

"hahahaha.we've gone to eat first''

invite him still laughing left me alone who still dumbfounded to see his laughter so bright, make me as if floating, butterflies scattered everywhere accompanied the sound of laughter that is fading.

"umbrella"

ask her again, realizing I was still sitting with my mouth open, still in fashion sefikles.

"i-ya''

answer me briefly follow his steps towards the montor parked his henchman.

which makes me all the while,Dang,Ding, Dong, he casually put a helmet to keep my head, well he's too relaxed or I'm too baper to be a girl.. Hehehe whatever.