The Clutches of the Storm

New Beginning

The moving storm left the rainbow unconscious, she did not care at all how the rainbow was, for her Making the woman suffer was her own satisfaction.

It could be seen that the glint of the male eyeballs exuded a deep satisfaction, The storm walked away from the mattress, and, moving closer to the sofa chair and he grabbed a predominantly white towel that was up there, the man pulled it up quickly then used it to wrap it around his waist.

Beautiful muscles with the shape of the bread torn boxes look so perfect decorate the body Storm, tell her eyes which woman will not be tempted to see the beauty at this time? too beautiful and able to make any woman willingly drown in her, do not want to stay away or escape from the chest deck of the field, torn stomach and the beautiful body.

The body part looks so beautiful charming, making anyone see it becomes opium and begging to have it, once fell into the arms of the Storm, there will be no one who will remove themselves from her.

Charismatic and beautiful Storm is clearly no doubt, especially accompanied by a cold gaze and not touched by anyone around him makes any woman must be more crazy in his making.

The storm should be a boon to the women who dream of it, but for the Rainbow having a Storm is like a disaster for her life, his reality in his lifetime will not denounce happiness while in the grasp of the Storm, the man has vowed to hurt the Rainbow even to his grave, not only the body, even cursing the rainbow will hurt her to the soul and her sukma.

Even the Storm will not create a single happiness for the rainbow, the smile that rises is not allowed to expand behind the beautiful face

Now the man slowly moved towards the bathroom, allowing himself

he went in there, began to turn on the water and clean themselves from the rest of their romance sweat earlier, Storm did not really like to make love to the woman.

Really shit.

That's the swearing he's pinning.

But she enjoyed the hystericalness and the cry full of merciful pleas behind the lips of the rainbow.

It sounded so beautiful and riveting, even she wanted to continue listening to him later, again, again and again.

She liked it, she was happy and she was satisfied at her current achievement, a sly and sly smile rising behind the beautiful lips of Storm, the, the man immediately flushed his body in water behind an elegant black iron on his head, neutralize the taste in his head and also the taste in the bottom of his heart that is still hot smoldering without any cold medicine.

The shades of the bathroom dominating the black look so dark and gloomy, further adding to the dark level of life that Storms lived for decades, he is a man full of secrets covered in millions of grudges that smolder without the slightest cure in his heart and believe that no one is able to make the Storm back to the figure of his who from that day until now.

Once the water poured down the head so that the handsome face dominated, the Storm closed for a moment his eyeballs and a friend of memory restored itself to the good memories of the past.

"Sister..."

One smooth and beautiful voice rang out behind his ears, shocks felt all over his right shoulder.

"Sister Storm wake up brother...."

The voice was so soft and delicate, not spoiled but sounded so opiate to people who were new to her.

The young storm was still tired, the rest of the aches in his body as a result of his mountain climbing activities yesterday made him still reluctant to open his eyes, but the longing overcame all the taste in the owner of the sound that disturbed his sleep.

"sister's home yet? by when? why didn't you wake me up last night?, mom and dad are waiting for us to get breakfast together"

Again the soft voice burst in behind his ears, there was a longing behind the beautiful voice, a soft prick of the beautiful fingers hit the right cheek of the Storm, and the, she was sure the girl was trying to make barely visible dimples on her face to drown and look like they belonged to the girl.

"Sister?"

"Hmmmm?"

"Wake up, don't you miss me?"

Again, the voice was heard behind his ears.

The storm tried to widen the smile, holding its hand on the glare of sunlight that burst in from its right side.

As her eyeballs slowly opened, one beautiful face filled her eyesight, the blazing smile of the girl sitting next to her as usual filled her days.

"The dragon will prepare the bath water for brother"

A line of charming white teeth that expands perfectly behind the face of the girl who uses her Junior High uniform, looks happy to see her beloved sister wake up after her self-struggle to wake the Storm.

He was about to move on, but slowly Storm grabbed his hand, the teenage boy immediately drowned his beloved sister in his arms.

"How many days have you not met?"

The storm asked to let Anggun sink into his embrace.

"Not a month"

The girl widened her smile, she closed her eyes, allowing herself to sink into the arms of her beloved sister.

The memories seemed to roll on one different memory, where she saw and heard the cries of her sister's pretty lips.

"Sister..."

The beautiful face looks chaotic, blood looks filled the dominating white clothes used. Gracefully helpless in her mightiness, she lay on top of the thrust banker with the rest of her consciousness slowly disappearing, there were countless wounds all over her body, she said, a few tears on the lips and blue filled the beautiful body.

After Dirgantara shattered into pieces in the hands of Angkasa group, his sister....

"Someone raped her, she was brutally assaulted and...."

The doctor before the storm lowered his head.

"I'm sorry, we tried everything possible"

Brakkkkk.

One loud blow broke the silence of the night, Storm opened his eyeballs where his right fist smashed into the wall of the bathroom he occupied reverberated breaking his memories.

Blood poured out from the edge of his hand, the back row of fingers spitting out his blood slowly, flashes of anger and hatred seemed to fill all the darkening eyeballs, The storm tightened its jaws with a burning grudge.

It's all just the beginning.

He was entrenched in the flames of vengeance that had been stuck in his chest for decades.