The Mafia's Asmara Cage
SASM - Gap
The injured leg tried to stand up. There's no giving up on campus for a Samantha. This former taekwondo altet is not desperate to continue training his legs which are still very weak and baal. Accompanied by a therapist, he trained his ability to feel sensations in the soles of his feet.
Like a baby just learning to walk, he planted his feet in the grass, then moved to the sand, occasionally pebbled streets and finally soaked them in the cold pool water. Gerald watched from a distance. Feet that have a lot of bandage wounds are still made to work hard by the owner.
“I want to see you dance with those two legs Sam, but I get scared if then that foot steps away from me,” muttered the man while looking at Samantha who was looking up her face welcoming the morning sun. He could only look at Samantha from a distance. The woman gave a clear limit, a distance that could be covered by her.
“Don't approach me Gerald, because I've been taught how to kill without touching.” Samantha looks earnest with her words, making Gerald forced to stay away. Not because he was afraid, but he wanted to keep the emotional stability of Samantha. He was afraid that something bad would happen to the woman because of her anger and sadness. He decided to be patient waiting for Samantha's heart to turn around, because in fact the woman was the most tender of her heart. He was just trying to make himself look stronger.
Gerald again sipped a warm drink that accompanied him to relax. Black coffee that has a strong taste. Its nature is the same as the principle of a woman, stubborn about taste. To change the taste he needs to mix it perfectly and mix it with sugar or creamer to make it sweeter. It's just that the sensation of coffee is no longer the same. Coffee never chooses who can enjoy it. Only the viewer determines what kind of feeling he wants to feel.
“Good morning, sir,” greet the therapist to someone who just came. Samantha looks over at the arrival of the man Anne, the therapist, greeted.
“Good morning. Is your master home?” asked the man who was none other than Slavyk.
Samantha was immediately stunned to hear the man's voice. He pretended to throw his face away, turning his head in the other direction while closing his eyes, hoping that Slavyk would not see him.
"Smell Sam, or disappear" muttered Samantha bouncing herself.
“Jelena? Oh I mean, Samantha?” Too late, the man recognized Samantha first. Samantha gave a stiff smile welcoming this man.
“Jeez thor, you still haven't made him amnesia?” inner Samantha.
“Sabar Sam, who you don't think is good, could be good in my point of view. Gets it, don't look stupid.” Strong author.
The girl turned her head with a stiff smile visible on her face. "Yes yes, you won, thor." Samantha is hard to admit defeat.
“How can we meet here?" The man approached Samantha, even crouched down next to the woman.
"So, maybe someone made my world so narrow."
"Don't point your middle finger at me, Sam." Authors.
"You know each other?” Gerald's out to meet Slavyk.
"He said Michael's name, didn't he?" Samantha scrunched her forehead, staring firmly at the man standing before her.
"You're right Thor, this man's arrival was not in vain." Although surprised, Samantha pretends to be stupid in front of Gerald. The man rubbed his nose awkwardly, his one secret being revealed just like that. Just look at Samantha's eyes that are glaring at her, complete with a cynical smile that she is trying to hide.
“Help me, Anne.” Samantha reached out her hand to her therapist. He wants to get out of his place.
"Let me help," Gerald approached. Squatting down, then his hands stretched out to hold Samantha.
"No need Michael, thank you." Samantha spoke cynically. He even shook Gerald's hand violently.
Slavyk was quite surprised by Samantha's response. The man turned his face and lowered his head while holding a smile. "The pain was repelled by this woman" murmured Slavyk.
Gerald was forced to retreat, a Samantha he could never force.
"Can I help you?" Replaced Slavyk who crouched down and stared fixedly at Samantha. He feels this is a good opportunity.
"Yes, please help me Mr. Slavyk." Samantha thinks fast and agrees with Slavyk's offer. This is a good opportunity to ask for help. Various tactics directly arranged in his head. Too long with Maximo makes his brain think quickly.
Slavyk happily grabbed Samantha's hand and wrapped her hand around her neck. With full force he carried Samantha in his arms. Gerald growled annoyed, only he could not do much. He lets Slavyk pass him while bringing Samantha into the house. Putting her on the sofa even hugs Samantha's wet feet. Samantha saw true to the man's efforts to be gentle with her. When they accidentally looked at each other, they threw smiles at each other.
“You can sit Mr. Slavyk, let the therapist do it.” Gerald spoke up immediately. He looked at Samantha with a feeling of unworthiness. Jealousy, unwillingness, anger, resentment, that kind of feeling.
“I prefer your massage Mr. Slavyk. Sorry if these two lame legs trouble you.” Samantha is chiming. He said with great emphasis, ignoring Gerald's words a moment ago.
“I don't feel bothered.” Slvyk really enjoyed the role. Samantha smiled triumphantly at the man who was looking at her sharply. While Gerald could only rub his face rough, Samantha's mannerisms began to fall outside her expectations.
Anger, disappointment and resentment mixed into one in samantha's heart and mind. He is still not out of thought with the figure of Gerald who is not known to him. If Slavyk had not come to this place, he might never have known that the Michael Slavyk meant was this man. Is he also Michael, Maximo's older brother? Is that the reason why Gerald's mobile passcode is the four secret codes that many people are looking for? Is that the reason why Slavyk's number is on Gerrad's phone? Why did Gerald hide his identity? What reason?
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