Psychopaths are Getting Bucin

MEET

How's it going today? May everything be healthy always!

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"What's? That woman came to Reza's office?" exciting Silvi.

"Really, miss! My men just reported" replied Doni.

"Watch on, don't get saggy!" silvi's orders.

Tut, uh,

Silvi threw her body into the bed. His phone was thrown beside him. Day by day, problems arise. The woman never gave up on interfering with her relationship with Reza. Silvi was feeling anxious. The name of the man if visited by women with a body teasing surely over time will also be tempted. Not insecure, but Silvi thought rationally.

This bad news came just as Silvi was ready for her pajamas. Now it would be hard to close your eyes. He just rolled in bed. If achy, he turns tilted to the right, or sometimes prone. Until midnight, his eyes were not closed. Silvi finally decided to wake up. He took his cell phone. He checked Reza's social media accounts for a moment. It turned out that there was no sign of Reza being active on his social media.

Silvi got off her soft bed. The goal now is the kitchen. He intended to take some snacks and canned drinks to accompany him to watch a movie in the room. As he walked through his mother and father's room, the door opened. Someone came up from inside.

"Geez!" pekik Silvy.

"Sstttt!" the man silenced Silvi's mouth leading her away from the room.

"Whose money did you steal?" exciting Silvi.

"It's papa, don't be noisy, Desmon just went to bed!" that someone turned out to be Erick.

"Oh, bald papa, I thought it was tuyul pa!" exciting Silvi.

"What is tuyul?" ask Erick.

"The ghost of a bald little boy, usually likes to take money. I know this ghost from a horror movie that Aryn shared." Silvie explained.

"Then before you think papa is tuyul, you should think about it! Where is there tuyul the form of a parent like papa?" sahut Erick's.

"So, too, pa!" answer Silvi.

"Why haven't you slept?" ask Erick.

"Can't sleep, pa!" Silvi pursed her lips.

"Definitely because of your guy?" Erick smiled insinuatingly.

"Yes pa, being bullied keeps the same melon chick," Silvi walked towards the elevator.

"Whose melon girl?" Erick followed Silvi.

"The son of his business partner Om Edgar. Actually beautiful, body like a Spanish guitar, if you look at his chest... Eleven twelve melons are the same as imported melons in supermarkets! But he's a centile pa! That girl met Reza at the office, must've had a show of boobs!" silvi.

"If you don't want to lose, be more aggressive!" Erick gave a suggestion.

"How is it, pa?"

"Ask your mama, she's the champion!" Erick chuckles.

Silvi into the kitchen takes a snack, a little fruit, and a canned drink. Erick just made a cup of coffee. They returned to the third floor together, parting in front of Erick's room. Silvi hummed ria as she returned to her room. It seems that the advice of his father does not hurt as well, tomorrow he will consult with his mother.

Until the early hours of the morning, Silvi was still resistant to the film. Many times he checks his phone, hoping if there is a message from Reza. But the phone was quiet, not a single message or call came in from Reza. Silvi turned off her television. His phone is set in silent mode. Let Reza feel what he feels.

If in the Silvi area it is now early morning, another case with Paris. The sun had just set when it was 7:30 p.m. This happens because summer is on. Reza shut down the laptop. He leaned his head on the head of the chair. His head has been heavy lately. He remembered something, all day he had not informed Silvi. Reza's in a ruckus looking for his cell phone. He searched everywhere. In the pocket of his suit and pants, in the drawer, up under the table.

"While looking for a rat, boss?" Glen suddenly walked into Reza's room.

"Yes, the rat's tie!" answer Reza sewot.

"Loading under the table, boss?" Glen checked under the table.

"What?" exciting Reza.

"He said the boss was looking for a tie rat" Glen said.

"Basic stupid! Do you believe that?" ask Reza.

"Trust me, boss!" answer Glen.

"Don't trust people too much! I'm looking for my phone!" Reza went on to look for his phone.

"How can this phone be with you?" Reza snatched his phone from Glen's hand.

"Maybe the boss forgot, the boss himself handed the phone to me," Glen smiled stiffly.

"That's your job," Reza raised her eyebrows.

"Boss, here's a file that needs to be signed today, too" Glen handed over the file he brought.

Reza nodded, he hurried to sign the dossier. Then he opened his phone. There was a message from Silvi as it turned out, the message came in from this morning. Silvi must be waiting for a reply. Reza intends to call Silvi, suddenly his phone reads. But after Reza read the caller's name, his countenance changed.

"You talk to this woman, just tell her I'm busy!" Reza gave Glen his phone.

"Hello," Glen picked up the phone from Zara.

"Why are you answering my phone? Where's boss?"

"Sorry, miss! Boss is busy, can't be bothered!" answer Glen.

"Don't trick me? Give the phone to your boss, tell him he'll regret not talking to me!"

Glen glanced at Reza, he closed the speaker phone owned by his boss. Then tell Reza if Zara threatens. Inevitably Reza had to talk to Zara.

"What's wrong? Say it!" exciting Reza.

"As for what I said this morning, tonight you should meet me at my apartment."

"I never say if I agree" Reza argued.

"That's up to you anyway, I've got no reason not to send that file on....."

"Okay, I'm going there now!" Reza cut off Zara's speech.

Tut, uh,

Reza cut off his phone unilaterally. He threw his phone in any direction. Glen ran straight away.

Hap....

Glen managed to catch Reza's phone that floated into the air. The phone is in his pocket. While Reza, he takes his car keys and goes straight to Zara's apartment.

"My boss is coming or not?" glen cried but there was no answer.

He will catch up with his boss, after all there are men he paid to watch over the woman. If there is something his men will report and he will immediately slide.

Tok tok...

Reza knocked on Zara's apartment door lazily. Were it not for the woman's threat, even to death he would never have set foot in the woman's apartment ja***g That is. Twice he knocked on the door but there was no answer, until the third knock. Someone opened the door from the inside.

"Let's go in," Zara pulls Reza's hand, bringing him in.

Reza sat his ass on the couch. On the table there are already two bottles of wine with famous brands. Zara poured the wine into Reza's glass. Reza exhaled violently. Zara is currently wearing a thin black kimono nightgown. The tie was deliberately put on, making his cleavage a little visible.

"Didn't you have any other clothes?" reza said cynically.

"Why indeed? It's hot enough tonight, I still feel hot!" answer Zara.

Zara actually took off her kimono, leaving a mini dress without arms that is very fitting for her body. Reza shifted her eyes. He's a normal guy, seeing a scene like this certainly bothers him a little.

"Just tell me why you told me to come here!" Reza sipped his drink.

"Just want to have a casual chat!" answer Zara.

Zara got up from her seat, she moved to sit next to Reza. Reza shifted a little to stay away because he felt uncomfortable. But Zara kept clapping it until Reza was stuck at the end of the chair.

"Can you be a little graceful? Your behavior is no different from the comfort women at my club," recalls Reza.

Zara did not reply, this time she was more courageous. He sat on Reza's lap. Reza immediately refracted. He tries to get away from Zara but instead they both fall to the floor together. Zara was on top, she took advantage of her position. A little more he managed to kiss Reza, but Reza quickly turned things around. Reza overthrew Zara, then he stood up quickly.

Reza intended to get out of the apartment, but two tall and large men confronted him just as he opened the door. Reza took a few steps back in surprise. The two men dragged him inside again.

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