The False Bride of the Mafia
Chapter 10: Club' Night
Frenzied music clashed loudly when the DJ continued to play his instrument with shrewd, his fingers flickering moving from the other side of the side, rotate and shift whatever objects before him to produce a beautiful rhythm and away from the word mendayu-dayu.
The colorful disco lights twinkling the frenetic atmosphere of this hot night, and the atmosphere on the dance floor is getting more and more crowded, full of people dancing, and the atmosphere on the dance floor is getting crowded, yelling even laughing loudly as if to rival the loudness of the sound that was inside there.
A young man in his 25s was seen walking and occupying one of the empty seats lined up in front of the bar table. A bartender greeted him.
"Boss, you're coming. You haven't been here long enough" said the bartender.
He was concocting a drink in a big millennium glass, shake it to pour the light yellow drink into a small crystal glass of ice and hand it to a male customer who sits a few chairs beside Zian.
"Hn, I've been busy lately. Make me one." He said when the man named Zico, or more familiarly called Zee, stood back in front of him.
"As usual?" Zian nodded.
"Okay, Boss." Zee replied shortly before taking some alcohol such as Dark Rum, Brandy, Bourbon Whiskey and Champagne and then pouring it into Shot Glass (sloki) as a measure.
Then he mixed it and added ice cubes, lemons and cherries into the Brandy glass.
The Chatham Artillery Punch. It is one of the most powerful punch drinks in history. No wonder because the percentage of alcohol is high from various types of liquor mixed in one glass.
Soon the bartender presented it to Zian. Orange color decorate the transparent glass. "Some time not here, your bar is getting crowded." Said Zian while enjoying his drink.
"That's because tonight the prima donna came to show her ability,"
"The prima donna?" Appearing right quarter on the forehead Zian heard the bartender's speech in front of him this.
Zee nodded. "There's a pretty girl who's willingly DJing at this club. But unfortunately he doesn't perform every day, only on Sunday night." Obviously Zee.
Zian didn't give any response. He's being nonchalant, it has nothing to do with it either. Until a familiar voice came in and wailed in his ear.
"DO YOU WANT MORE?"
Zian turned to the direction the voice came from and found a girl he knew very well standing in front of a piece of equipment that was usually used by DJs while doing the action.
"Nara~!!!"
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Music filled the entire room. The twinkling of lights that blind the eyes does not in the least dampen the intention of humans not to spend their time in this cursed place.
The smell of alcohol was very clear in every corner of the place. The smoke of cigarettes is also a substitute for oxygen in this place. Accompanying a sea of humans dancing freely while holding their bottles of alcohol.
It does not matter if occasionally they are encouraged or even jostling with others. Foolish humans trying to escape their troubles in a place like this. But that's not his business.
Even if he was honest, he was just like them. Only one girl tried to escape from all the sickening routines of the day, and tonight she became the leader of the humans to dance.
Yup, that's right. He is a DJ who voluntarily shows his ability at this club.
The girl re-justified her slightly slanted hair ties and picked up her cocktail then casually drank it while staring at the sea of humans at a glance.
Little information, the place he uses is a VIP entertainment place, in order to enter this place must be a member and have a special identifier. So it can't be arbitrary for people to enter this place.
He played his hand nimbly on top of the DJ equipment in front of him. Accompanied by Headphones in her ears, the girl felt a pleasant euphoria around her. All the fatigue he felt just vanished.
With passion, the girl raises the volume and changes the tempo of the music into fast music. Everyone seemed to enjoy playing his hand game which played his instrument very agilely.
And after completing the action. The girl got off the stage and walked towards the stool bar. His eyes widened as he rubbed with a pair of cold eyes belonging to a young man sitting in front of the bar counter.
"Zian, what are you doing here?"
"I should have asked what are you doing here with clothes lacking materials like this?!" Zian asked back while pointing at the clothes Nara was wearing. A black dress model kemben above the knee.
"I'm looking for entertainment, and what about you?" Nara then dudu beside Zian.
Not answering the girl's question. Zian pulled her away from there and took her away from the bar. According to him this kind of place was not suitable for a good girl like Nara. Nara says nothing and follows Zian to where he takes her.
The young man pushed Nara into his car and threw his suit into his lap.
"Wear that suit, because your appearance can invite hungry lions" he said, turning on his car engine. And within seconds, the car was speeding away from the club's night.
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The shiny black sedan car suddenly broke down. Make the owner inevitably have to go out to check the engine. Outside with a drizzle. And what he regretted was, why did the car have to break down in such a quiet and dark place?!
The man panicked a little when he saw some young men approaching him. And from the way, they look like they're not nice people. If only he had martial skills, it would not be a problem to be confronted like this as well.
And he could breathe a sigh of relief as the sound of police patrol sirens rang out from a distance. The three people slowly moved away.
At the same time, a luxury sports car suddenly stopped in front of his car. A girl approached him.
"Senior, what happened to your car?" The girl who must be Nara.
"Suddenly stopped and did not want to walk again,"
"Maybe you're running out of gas?" Nara remembers her own experience.
Devan shakes. "I just loaded the gas this afternoon. So it's impossible to run out of gas." The answer. "And it looks like there's a problem with the machine." Answer Devan.
Then Zian approached the two of them. Without saying anything, he checked Devan's car engine, and sure enough there was one of the wires coming off. And that's what caused his car to suddenly stop.
"Now try." Cold Pinta Zian.
Devan nodded. Then he got into his car and tried to revive his car. And succeed. "Zian thanks, if there's no you, maybe I'll go home on foot." He said but was ignored by Zian. The young man just left.
"Come, go home,"
Nara shakes. "You go first, I'll go home with the seniors. And here's your suit, senior come on." Nara hugged Devan's arm and pulled the man from Zian's front. Devan felt bad, even more so when he saw Zian's sharp dislike gaze.
"Zian, we go first."
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Seriate.
Zian & Devan...
