The Fruit of Patience

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ashila's men already look powerless, his face has turned blue due to the bogeman attack that zayn presented to him, his face has turned blue,

now Zayn sat back in his chair, "open their blindfolds, "said zayn to jack, and jack swiftly opened the blinders of the two men before him violently,

"can not slow down a little, "grunts ashila and iriana, he said,

now his eyes can catch some people who are dressed all in black with black glasses attached perfectly,

"let go, who you are and what you want" said Ashila, who continued to shake her body,

"heh, "do not answer, zayn chose to exhale, even now his feet he raised and clinging to one leg to another, do not forget his hand which he kept on as fast as he could, he said,

"think about what your mistake is so that we treat you the way you are right now" said Jack

zayn did not want to let out his voice, he preferred to observe two women who had courageously hurt the woman,

"i don't feel like I recognize you, so I don't have to bother thinking about my mistakes" said Ashila as she stuck out her tongue in a taunting sign.

zayn laughed as he stood up and clapped his hands at the words of the ashila,

"Good, "now zayn has trouble making his voice still clapping,

"Good, I really like your answer miss, "said zayn while approaching even now very with ashila without scrape a single inch of distance,

"what do you want to get out of front of me, " cried ashila as she turned her back, she said,

zayn gripped the ashila's shoulder strongly, "I hate you, even now that my hand is itching to kill you both immediately, " whispered zayn in the ashila's ear with a very strong grip on the ashila's shoulder, and the ashila's,

"let go, this treatment of yours hurts me, " said Ashila

"let go of my daughter, did you not hear her in pain with your actions, "cried envy who saw ashila grimacing, saying,

"Even this is not enough," zayn shouted in a rising voice,

at that moment both iriana and ashila fell silent, "don't tell me she is a zayn, "inner iriana while shaking her head

"zayn, " said Ashila who was carrying the voice of zayn, who,

"yes, this is me, "now zayn opens his mask and glasses,

both iriana and ashila eyes seemed to want to get out of place

"zayn, what is our fault with you why you have done evil to both of us, "now Ashila shdah speaks with low intonation and compassion

"you said you were wrong, hahaha, "zayn laughed but in his laughter it contained a great deal of anger in it,

"first, you always hurt my wife, and second, "now zayn's eyes are staring intently at the iriana,

"my vengeance must be avenged this time as well as you, "zayn's hand smoothly pointed towards iriana,

"because of you I lost all my valuables, "even now Zayn is standing and pounding the table in a very loud voice, he said,

"my dead soul, it turns out that it is true my guess that he is the son of malik, "the inner envy of his body has been shaking, his body has been shaking,

zayn is now approaching the direction of iriana, he firmly grips the chin of enriana, "not satisfied hem. "said zayn his eyes have turned red even now the mouth of enriana like a duck who advanced forward, he said,

"sorry, "the word escaped from the mouth of eniana,

even Zayn was again made to laugh at his apology, "sorry, wow, I was surprised by your words," zayn seemed to mock envy with his voice

plaques,

a loud slap imprinted on irana's cheek, even now that her body was stiffening and trembling again, she further rewinded her body and now stuck to the wall, she said,

even now his eyes could sharply see the broken glass beside his hand,