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Aska pov

Me, aska. A boy born to a simple but well-off family. My father was a researcher.

My life was very happy with them, but right on my fifth birthday, they came. 2 men using black sebo covered their faces.

I was hidden in the closet by my mother right when they heard the door breaking.

And here I was in the closet watching my parents being snapped by two strangers wearing all-black clothes with small knives as weapons.

From the crack of the closet I could see my father's mouth-to-mouth sedan, until a shot sounded shocking to me. The bullet fired by the stranger hit my father's stomach.

Bloodier. I began to tremble in the sight of my father sitting helplessly with blood flowing. Not to mention, the knife that was put on the neck of the mother. I'm getting scared.Srak..

My eyes widened when I saw my mother's clothes torn, my mother was naked before my eyes. My hands were about to jump out, if not remembering his promise to the mother.

Don't come out no matter what.. Be good boy okay

But, I couldn't possibly have seen more betrayal from this. But I was still stuck in the place watching the mother who was in***a by 2 thugs in front of the father and there was a child hiding behind the closet.

Dor.dour...

Once again, I was struck with shock, my tears streaming down as I saw my parents sprawled with hollow heads. Unsatisfied are they insulting my parents, but now they kill them?!.

They're still not done, they stepped on my parents' heads to shreds with their hard boots.

Thats enough...

I need a plan. 2 the guy looks looking for me, like they're looking for me.

The gun holder moved slowly towards me, closet. With a pistol and I can see it.

Remaining just a few cm I was fagging out, my hand stuck a knife tetat in his left chest to die instantly.

"fearless!" yelled the knife holder, he was the first one to touch my mother.

The knife holder ran towards me, my reflexes dodged but still less fortunate the knife still hit my arm. I fell right next to the body I killed.

The man looked at me with a burning hatred, he moved towards me. At the same time my hand touched the gun of the man I killed. The gun was cold.

Srak...

Dor....

A simultaneous movement occurred, but when the knife stuck on my shoulder the gun in my hand exploded through his chest. His eyes were wide and then collapsed on a friend who had died first.

I stood with shaky legs, then walked toward my dead parents.One name I can remember. Hamdan syuifs. The stranger who killed my parents mentioned that name.

Crass...

The knife was pulled from my shoulder.

"father, mother... I promise I'll take back this pain more than a human can feel!"

Then I left our house, walking of course direction until when going to attack the road I saw a blinding light daei far away.

I thought, I'll catch up with my parents. Then the light disappeared with my consciousness.

Then I remembered something in the midst of endless darkness, I had not avenged my parents, I could not die. Finally my eyes opened again.

"he's a weaver!" sura a middle-aged beautiful woman made me realize that I had been asleep long enough in this white room.

After the examination from the doctor, a couple began to ask me. Starting from the name to the details about the spele thing, but I just dodged as if I forgot the memory. Except for one thing, my name. I said my name without a last name.

I was adopted by my husband and wife. Gave me a last name until I was born aska vin carney.

I didn't enjoy my childhood, because I didn't have the slightest interest in such things I was numb to never even laugh sincerely. My laughter is in form.

I grew up as a smart guy who took the college bench at the age of 14. He's among all things, there's something that's been interesting to me since I was 10.

He's the son of my adoptive father's sister, his name is lilith, 2 knows older than me. You entered the college at the same time.

Although it attracts my attention, but does not bring big meaning to me. Then I found out in love with Andrean, he chased her all the way to London. But he came home disappointed. One possibility is rejected by Andrean.

I comforted her, persuaded her to speak. What can a 15-year-old bocag do like me saaf this in addition to persuading him with cliche persuasion.

I said."I want to go to the club. I need alcohol!" his words must be in one afternoon.

I refused, but after hearing him promise not to be sad I agreed to his wish.

We arrived at the club at 8pm, too late for a club.

But without us knowing it, we got drunk and lost consciousness.

When we woke up, we were wearing nothing. I don't know what's going on, which we're definitely trapped in.

We returned home after wearing clothes, and we promised to forget the incident because we thought nothing happened but sleep.3 Days after that day he went somewhere until the next day he came home. Moist eyes, clothes tangled I don't know what happened.

2 Months later I realized, the body is more filled, always late at breakfast and especially later he refused to drink his favorite chocolate milk, even choosing the original milk.

When it was just the two of us at the end of her life she admitted that she was pregnant, but when asked who the child was she did not answer until I found out for myself where she was last. And it turns out that last time he met andrean at a hotel they booked a room.

A few months after her lilith gave birth, I had a chance to see her son, I was the first to welcome him after the medical team.

"beautiful princess!" praise me at that time.

The baby stopped crying in my arms. From that day on, I've been visiting Lily and her son whom I call the princess.

His son did not have a name until the age of 3 months, he rejected all names given, but also did not accept the princess to be the name of the child.

Until the day lilith disappeared with her baby during the day and then found dead the river without her baby and suspected separated or drowned or worse in eating aquatic animals. That was information at the time.

After that my murderous ambitions grew, so I was often called psychopath by some people who knew me quite close like doctors and aaron.

After that same day I took a grudge against andrean, now increased 1 my grudge.

A few months after Lilith's death news of the mysterious death of hamdan suyuif, of course it was me. There is 1 grudge left in line, but who would have thought 3 years later heard information andrean suicide. Not long after her a woman applying for a job as a secretary. Miris for 2 years I didn't know it was Andrean's wife.

I knew when an informant told me that a woman named Zoya was corrupt, so I found out and found out that she was the wife of Andrean.

Not long after that info I know he permission leave half a day but ahir asked for full one day. Of course I gave it.

After that, at night I visited Zoya's house, ending Zoya's life with a little torture by prying her eyes. Then let the dial enjoy the pain.

I enjoyed her painful face until she didn't respond anymore. As I was leaving Zoya I saw a shadow, and immediately shot to the second floor to finish off the eyewitness.

But who would have thought that I found only a little girl.

"uncle why do aunt and mother sleep on the floor?"

"they're dead!" answer me sarcas.

"why? Is there a killer? Uncle congratulations to me!" the little girl begged.

Flash back off

"At that time only revenge flashed. I'm planning on being the object of your next revenge, torturing you!" obviously aska rubbed the face of Zara who now faced her with tears continued to flow from the beginning of the story.

"when I managed to fight you at that time I was one step to succeed it turned out I was wrong, I could not ignore you at all especially after you gave up... You're driving me crazy, baby!" pissed aska instantly pecked short zara's lips.

"then?" tanya zara rubbed her face eyes wipe away tears. she ingun tau continuation obvious she knows.

"then I'm in love with you over!" akhri aska lazy to continue the story that according to her is not important intuition from 28 years ago he has told right.

"ih... It's over!" zara memkul chest aska.

"ahaha.... Forgive me lady aska!" seloroh aska protects herself. Zara half-standing about to hit the head of the asca, unconsciously flaunting her upper body.

Aska was speechless staring at Zara's chest, not the breast that became her freezing point, but rather a sign that almost separated her with zara.

"what did uncle see!" zara shouted to sink her body back from behind a bathub filled with abundant heat.

"i saw this!" aska rubbed Zara's left chest, just above zara's breast. Gunshot wound.

"this is proof that I almost lost you!"obviously aska sanguine.

"that's no problem... I have no regrets at all!"

"why?"

"because by getting shot at me at that time you can get out of the trap of your psychological disorder!"

Cup...

Another kiss landed on Aska's lips. Of course to please aska.

"ahs... I remember something!"

"what?"

"your adoptive father is still alive, he was held up all this time by your mother's cousin who became your own mother's rival.!"

"really? Is he safe now?" zaea asked enthusiastically.

"hey hey's... Young mistress, take care of your attitude, your husband is a jealous one!"

"what the hell... Zara's serious. How's things? Did uncle do anything bad to her?"

"i didn't do anything bad to her"

"why?""because I feel that revenge will never end! And I don't want to lose you!"

"hemva... You so sweet.." again and again zara kissed the lips aska.

"where is he now?"

"you want to know?"

" yes!" zara answered enthusiastically.

"you'll have to sleep with him first!" aska ambigu.

"him?"

"my junior, you occupied her are you not

feel him wake up?!" aska seduces zara.

Zara turned her eyes lazy and annoyed to see the behavior of the ask for rations do not know the place, but it does not matter zara also sedanf want.

Almost 1 hour later they came out in a bathrobe of the same color. Dark purple.

"do you know what my name means?" ask Zara who is wearing her clothes with the position of her back to the aska. Different from the facing

zara's.

"hem... What?""the meaning of my name is princess, I don't know what language I forgot, which definitely means that!" zara replied turning to face the finished aska wearing a short-sleeved black shirt in a pair of donker cloth pants.

"waw... Really?" tanya ask pulled the waist of the zara until their bodies stuck.

"sure, after hearing your story, after her mother gave me the name zara karean yourself. Zara, princess. The seprti you used to call me as a child.!" zara clear.

"i love you!" aska mendelainan direction.

"me too!"

"let's continue that

Tok tok tok tokk

"zara, aska, why aren't you out yet? The twins were crying!" sofi's voice called out from outside the room.

"mampus!" zara pushes the body away but fails.

"one kiss!"

"okay!"

They kissed for a while and then went out