The Darkest Dream

Chapter 29

His long journey now, has led Lizzie to a city that will be the center of his Adventure.

"You sure you're gonna find your own apartment? I have acquaintances, he used to find apartments for illegal immigrants. As long as it's safe enough, I can't possibly recommend you on the matter." The driver was asked for a number of times. Seeing Lizzie who had not decided where to stay, made her heart touched to help.

Lizzie smiled at the concern of the kind driver, actually the money that Lizzie brought was not mediocre at all. It's just that he has to be extra frugal as long as he hasn't gotten a job there.

"I'll be fine, Lex. Thank you, come back safe. Your family is waiting for you with a very handsome little baby." Lizzie's words suddenly made the man named Lex agape. How can Lizzie know if her wife has given birth, and her son. Along the way, not once did he talk about his wife.

As soon as his hair bristles, Lizzie's sharp eyes imply a lot of meaning.

"Go home, ah yes. Here, hopefully enough to help finance your in-laws' treatment." Lizzie tucked some money from behind the windshield. He knew the man would definitely refuse if he gave it straight away.

"Miss, that's not necessary. Sorry if I offended you. But you also need it, it's a city that needs a lot of dollars." His words are not good.

"It's okay, Lex. Later you will repay me in another way. I'll go first, if you can go now. Don't delay your journey." Lizzie's words are meaningful, although Lex cannot grasp the meaning of the words. The man still obeyed him.

The two parted ways, Lizzie walked over while staring at some crowded-looking shops. His eyes were fixed on an alley, something pulled him into it.

"Give it all up or I'll take it down!" Vaguely Lizzie heard the rough voice of a man. Slowly his feet moved in that direction.

"No sir, this is all I have. These are the best memories of my late husband.." The full lamentation of the plea was thrown from an old woman. While the tattooed man kept trying, to grab something that was being held in his hand, and was being held tightly by the woman.

"Ck ck! aren't you ashamed, put that toy gun on the old lady. Holy jeez! this city would definitely be ashamed of having a citizen like you!" Ejek Lizzie clucked in disdain.

Toy guns? Lizzie wasn't that stupid, she knew it was a real gun. All types of firearms he mastered outside the head and very familiar with these objects. Only, he deliberately ignited the man's emotions to be diverted from the grandmother.

"What did you say? you pretentious girl, you want to know what it's like to have my bullet lodged in your big chest." The man grinned pervertedly, staring at Lizzie's chest which made his wild soul churn.

Lizzie advanced without fear, when she was right in front of the man. Lizzie glanced at the granny who was crouching in fear.

"Regardless of him, I'll play hot with you. You have nothing to lose playing with me," a sneaky grin was imprinted on Lizzie's face, but the already foggy, passionate man did not notice her. Her perverted eyes were directed straight at Lizzie's chest which challenged her maleness soul.

"All right!" he said quickly. "go old grandma, you're safe this time. I got a much more tender hunt" she said smiling with satisfaction, said softly to Lizzie's chest.

"Son, are you okay?" the grandmother was worried.

"Hey! go, or you want to help me record my scenes with her, huh?!" the man laughed satisfied to see the face of the grandmother's fear increasing.

"I'm fine Grandma, go." The grandmother left despite the weight of leaving the poor girl who was willing to change her pride to save her.

"Let's play, bit*ch!" with confidence, the man lowered his pants to sag to the eyes of the feet, showing his manhood is not much.

"Don't say much!" his exclaims were upset and then pulled Lizzie to turn around and pushed hard Lizzie's tiny body against the wall. A moment will touch the buttons of Lizzie jeans. The man groaned in pain.

Apparently, Lizzie's heel hit first acquainted with the junk. In a turning position, Lizzie swung her legs towards the back with all her might.

The man fell down on the street holding his thing, the pained face made Lizzie laugh with satisfaction. Lizzie squatted down and then squeezed both cheeks of the poor man.

"You're wrong to look for victims, asshole! I could've sent you to hell sooner, unfortunately, you'd be useful to me later." Lizzie stood back up, then took out some money.

"Take it! Then go home, take your son for treatment before you regret it. He will be your last seed that grows well. The liquor and the drugs of the curse, have ruined the health of your seed until it is not saved. Go home, and look at your son's poor face. He's poor for having a father like you. He's unfortunate, because later on, he'll be bothered to take care of you who are helpless. So, just once in your life. Be a useful person for your child!" after giving advice and advice to the man jaha*nam, Lizzie rushed away.

While the man, in the rest of his pain, he was stunned to contemplate the long sentence full of meaning, with teary eyes.

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"Son? you're fine" Lizzie turned her head, she wasn't surprised. He looked at that wrinkled face with a faint smile.

"I'm fine, that guy's too weak to dare me, grandma." Lizzie chuckled softly.

The grandmother looked at Lizzie with a different look, "yes, I believe. The drunken man would obviously not be able to make any woman satisfied." Then they both laughed.

"You're new to this town, son?" the grandmother stared at Lizzie's backpack and looked at her appearance.

"Yes, grandma. I just arrived and will find a temporary place to stay, while passing through the road." Bright Lizzie origin.

"Oh, what if you just stay with me. I have been living alone since my husband died 3 years ago. I'd be so happy if you'd like to live with this old lady." The bargain was low with a pleading tone.

Lizzie seemed to think for a moment before finally deciding, "alright, grandma. I'll stay with you for a while as long as I don't have a permanent job in this town." Lizzie finally broke up.

"Don't be temporary, I don't mind forever. Come on, let's go to my simple house." The two go hand in hand while telling a little about their families. After passing a few blocks, they went to a large two-story house.

"This is my house, son. My children are married and I have 5 grandchildren. Sometimes they will visit every two weeks or a month. Busy makes our time a little constrained." Full understanding and defense. What a good and big-spirited old man.

"Thank you, this room is huge. I'm fine with occupying the guest room." Lizzie said it wasn't good. He occupied the room upstairs next to the main room.

"No. You will occupy this room, you can arrange the furniture as you please. It's yours now, oh yeah. This is my grandson's room, among my grandchildren. Sandro was the closest to me. Ever since I was a kid since her parents died, she was on her way here. It's just, whether he's related to where now, that brat is not tired of playing with oara ja*la*ng." Umpat her upset.

Lizzie smiled meaningfully, but did not respond to anything.

"Have a rest, son. Grandma's coming down to prepare dinner, you're my special guest, so make yourself comfortable." After the grandmother came down, Lizzie unpacked the contents of her bag. Just a few pieces of clothing and of course his mandatory combat gear. After saving some important things, Lizzie rushed to the bathroom to clean herself up.