Spring In Paris

Threats of Kinant

“Halo..” the baritone voice from across there is clearly heard when several times the call ring is heard.

“Halo sir, am I talking to master David McLaughlin” replied Kinan doubtfully.

“Yes, who is this? Do I know you?”

“Oh I Kinan, thank goodness.can we meet? look.. I'm losing my stuff and maybe you are also looking for 2 of your goods” said Kinan half cheerful because he will finally find his bag..

Previously Kinan tried to search the bag for items when there is an identifier that can be contacted there, sure enough there are some files and business cards that represent the owner of the object.

“Actually my barang2 is not very valuable, but unfortunately all my clothes are in there and at this time I have no change of clothes, so will you drive him here”

“Ohh... so who do you dare to tell me??” Flat voice from men2 across

“ please sir. I can't go to the shirt store without getting dressed. Assume you are doing a favor by helping me at this time, after all do you not need your passport?”

“ Then just go to the shirt store without getting dressed.maybe the store will give a special discount” said the man2 again as if it does not need the goods.

“Oh well if so sir, maybe this passport will I burn just” said kinan furious

“Please, my men can take care again for me” replied the man again.

Kinan was getting furious at him, he was talking feeling with a madman right now, while he had to save on expenses for using a hotel phone.

“Tu.. Wait-wait.. i.”.

“I will send you the address, 30 minutes if you have not come with my goods, I am forced to do exactly as I said just now, do not let my goods less even if only a piece” click...kinan closed his phone unilaterally. He felt angry with the man.

“How come there is such an annoying person as he” grunts him in the heart.

“If my diploma wasn't in that suitcase I wouldn't bother looking for it. Even the clothes are all there.duh stupidly I”.

Kinan hoped his ancestor would work for the madman across the street.

Kinan, cupped his body on the sofa in his room. He was just wrapped in a thick blanket. Continuously condemns his stupidity. If at that time he was more observant, maybe an event like this would not happen.

He looked around him, there was nothing he could do but wait for the man to arrive with the suitcase he was carrying when he ran away from home.

Boredom began to run itself, it felt like out breathing the fresh air of the city of Paris, but what power. He hates this situation.

“This is because of that damn matchmaking.., papa mama should have asked for approval from Kinan, not all you want to do.” grumbled

“Aahhhh... look at pa, ma..... Kinan is really like a bodah man now!!” Shouts themselves.