The Photon Hundred Percent

14.Geraniums

Paradigm is the wind, always affect the point of view, while the point of view is not constant, like a windmill pivots flexibly, so that the propeller always rotates, then the shaft must continue to move to adjust the direction of the wind.

The paradigm is the path, always affecting the rotary lever of the legs of the wheel, wherever the road is winding, to which the steering wheel is twisted, meaningfully it is coherent in the practices of Adam's posterity.

Such is the non-literatural theorem that is (not) enshrined in any Jawi Suluk, but it is enough to be a transition that rectovers about how Bernardina who yesterday was the cultivation of Memosa Pudica, tending to cholecy and shut himself up, then today he is a vibrant, yet shady Geranium again reconciling, plegmatic. The paradigm is yesterday.

The girl did not also find a saturation point, always wanted to steal a view like wanting to prove something, or it could be just extracting the values of the persona that emanated so brilliantly on the figure of Jo at her side, he observes like a painting critic trying to find a flawless thread on a surreal brushstroke.

Jo did not not know, although his eyes looked straight horizontal, but sometimes he also turned to just catch wet, then immediately Dina will turn diagonally. The condition lasted quite a long time and repeatedly, none of them, anyone started the conversation, so Dina who had felt enough, for all her observations, chose to take the initiative.

"Joe! I want a story!" dina said, the man looked a little.

"You don't? If my memory of perfume is so strong!" dina's fishing rod, this time Jo looked a bit long, it seemed like she was interested.

"While I'm telling the story, stay focused!" Dina pushed Jo's face with her palm, for the man to look straight ahead again. Jo scowled.

"That night I still remember, as it was almost midnight, the streets were already very quiet, my car went hand in hand with my bodyguard's car which suddenly overtaken forcefully forward, going forward, and when all of a sudden something came down like lightning from the dark sky, we braked suddenly until the car slipped to the side of the road, and damn it next to my car tire fell into the ditch.

"He was silent, still in the middle of the road, I mean something that jumped from the sky was a human being, rather, a man in all black suits, black ties, a shirt in black, black gloves, black gloves, and the most sinister is the Penguin mask that covers his face.

"He did not move a little from where he was, and then a bodyguard of mine with the largest body got out of the car, came up to him cursing, but I was surprised when they faced each other, the mysterious person lightly clutched the neck of my bodyguard, then his body was lifted with one hand only, the chuckle on the neck hung his body in the air, only his legs were swaying flapping trying to escape.

"My other bodyguards rushed out of the car to save the friend, they put their guns on, but the unlucky friend was thrown at them like a cat carcass, he's dead out of breath.

"They shot him blindly, but I could see that the bullets were bouncing when they came into contact with his body, whether he was wearing a bulletproof vest or something I didn't understand, what was clear was that he was just walking forward towards my bodyguard who kept shooting at him while slowly retreating to keep his distance.

"At last they ran out of ammunition, there was no other choice, they decided to fight at close range with their bare hands. Yes you know, if the bullet alone does not work let alone just empty hands, in vain, there is only a scream of death from the absurd fight, that is, they fell one by one with their necks broken.

"Everything is dead, all that's left is me being so scared, when I saw that he was already walking towards my car, I tried half-dead to get my car out that was still stuck in the ditch, but the tire of my car went deeper and deeper, all for nothing, in panic, I ran through the door, and ran out, but he got too close, and easily caught my hand, then suddenly pulled me into his arms.

"She hugged me very strongly, I tried to thrash but it seemed to be useless, all my efforts were like nothing, nothing I could do but cry as I could, she said, but he did nothing but hug me, I got weaker, my head felt really heavy, and I finally couldn't remember anything else.

"When I woke up, I found my body lying in my car seat, without one less thing, the tires of my car that was mired had been lifted from the ditch by no one, I saw the police were already crowded there.

"I really don't understand why he didn't kill me then, even tomorrow the police search results make me even more confused, it turns out the promoter who rents the services of the personal bodyguard, the private bodyguard, unwilling to admit that the dead bodyguards were their people, or in short they were fake bodyguards, that's where I started to realize something, that could it be that that night the mysterious Penguin mask was actually saving me from the bad intentions of the fake guards?"

Dina looked at Jo who apparently also looked at Dina compactly, but the man was still as usual, not saying a word.

"I don't know what the face behind the Penguin mask looks like, but I still remember the scent of its distinctive perfume when I hugged it. The scent of that perfume was the same scent as the one who brought me to the police station drunk the night before yesterday, I could feel it even faintly under the influence of alcohol, he said, that's why I couldn't believe it when David said Rayhan was taking me.

"And I was very surprised, when the next morning there was a man who proposed himself to be my personal bodyguard, even though this man, had just attacked my residence in the night, single-handedly paralysing dozens of guards in my house, that doesn't make sense, does it? Of course what surprised me the most was the perfume of this man.

"I mean, I've seen people who have the same senseless ability, with the same exact scent of perfume. Yes, the penguin masked man I mean, surely my mind goes straight to it, the same perfume, and the same senseless ability, then if I don't guess wrong ...."

Dina did not continue her sentence, she unfolded her seatbelt, to be more free to close her face to Jo, she sniffed like a sniffer dog smelling the ground, looking funny actually, then she smiled.

"Where did you buy this perfume? I like!" his praise.

Jo turned to him, he knew the interlocutor was cornering him, but Jo still remained calm, even his face looked flat, for him the question of perfume was not something that needed to be answered.

"I heard that men from respectable families tend to be fanatical about one of their favorite perfumes, such as being attached to their daily lives, forming their own unique identity, isn't that so Mister Jocelin?" Shoot Dina, right on the side of Jo's face, and then the girl puts her chin on the man's shoulder.

Suddenly the steering wheel was turned to the left, and the brakes were trampled hard to squeak, the repulsive force due to the rough stopping of the car made Dina forced to hug Jo's arm tightly, if not, he must have slammed into the dashboard.

On the side of the road, the car stopped at once, no one moved, they stayed with each other, Jo turned to her side, finding Dina still nodding her head to her shoulders, while her hands were tightly knitted, it could be said that the girl had almost crossed over from her own seat, or was factually barely mixed sitting with the steering wheel seat that Jo occupied, she said, if only the girl's legs were not blocked console box in the middle of it, surely they were really already in secursion in the narrow steering area. Poor Jo, his position has really been stuck to the car door, my goodness.

"Oh come on! Why are you being so awkward? Even though you've hugged me more than this, and it's not impossible that you have also done nothing when I fainted," seduced Dina.

"You're going to kill me? Wh why? Oh, can't you be mad because that night I accidentally peed on your shoes?"

"really? I didn't even notice!"Jo smiled.

"Your own fault, made me fear."

"No, don't talk about it anymore."

Dina nodded in agreement with the style of the plugs.

"Well, then slide a little, I can't drive under these conditions."

"If I don't want to?"

"That means we're going to keep quiet like this, look at people looking at us suspiciously here, they must think we're being indecent."

"Belgium!"

"Come on, if this keeps up, you'll be late for college."

"No need to ah!"

"What do you want?"Jo's out of sense persuading him.

"The answer was my question, where did you buy this perfume?"

"Oh this, actually I didn't buy it, it's only natural that you've never found a perfume like this, of course you won't find it in any store, because of this perfume, because of this perfume, Briana concocted it specifically for me?"

"Briana? Who's Briana?" Dina's voice was a little high.

"My friend, he's one of the most genius chemists in the world, he's just like you, he's got a very sensitive smell, he's even memorized 5000s of fragrance ingredients."

"Oh!!" timpal Dina's.

"Why pout?"

"Your face looks annoying when praising that woman named Briana, I dont like that," the girl threw away her face.

"What matters is that your question has been answered" Jo said with a slight smile.

"Not yet!"

"Otherwise?"

"What really happened that night, when I was drunk, where did you find me?"

Jo sighed softly, then cast a long glance at the streets.

"You really want to know?"Jo made sure, Dina nodded.

"Alright, but now let me walk first."

With a heavy heart, Dina also let go of her cage, with no passion she shuffled to her original seat, and just mengikhlaskan when Jo has deactivated the handbrake, then slowly the car back to move, then slowly, leaving nothing.

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