THE ROSE MAN (The Last Memory)

CHAPTER 1

love's..

one word a million meanings, one heart a million tastes..

so what exactly does love mean??

love is a sacrifice, therefore if you are not able to sacrifice then never know love..

as the story goes, there is a lot of sacrifice in it..

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Nuel, that is his familiar name.The street busker has the original name Franscesco immanuel. He is a friendly and jolly man despite his nature is quiet little talk and tends to be indifferent. Nuel has sharp but shady eyes, a cynical yet sweet smile, a deep chin, a towering body of 187cm with field data as well as white skin, enough to captivate the opposite sex..

He only covered his true nature because he himself realized that his indifference and indifference were very annoying..

but of all that he is better known as the ROSE MAN, because he really likes roses, perfume smells of roses and all about roses he likes..

as he was busking he saw a half-running woman with a face depicting fear.

the woman ran towards him with an expression of help..

actually he wanted to ignore it but suddenly he remembered a woman he loved so much and then shadowed if the woman was the woman he loved.

no doubt, his anger immediately boiled.

"huufhh" Nuel let out a rough sigh.

she immediately knocked the woman over, and she ran behind her, saying "mas please save me."

"gold? do I look like a goldfish? ato maybe a chef?" nuel said jokingly as he showed a sweet little smile trying to incline the woman.

he took the woman to the side of the road because the red light had turned green.

at first the woman calmed down then tensed back to see a bunch of men in black clothes coming towards her..

"hey lady j***ng, return the goods and pay off all your debts" said one man who appeared to be the leader of the mob.

the man approached

Nuel who does not know the beginning of the matter just listen while watching the horde of men. judging from their appearance, it seems they are from the gangstar group ato mafia, because there are no hoodlums look like them..

"return quickly, or would you rather die?" said the man.

their distance is only a few meters.

"calm bang, everything can be discussed well" said Nuel calmly

"well, move aside lo. do not interfere if you still want to see the sun" he said fiercely while pushing Nuel and pulling the woman.

"you are sick" said the woman grimacing..

"quiet lo, hand over this bag" he said while pulling forcefully, because the woman never let go of the bag the man was getting emotional and slapped hard on his face "plak"

"ahh" said the woman as she fell..

seeing the incident Nuel could not be calm anymore

the thing he hated the most was seeing the woman in the wound especially the one who did it was a man..

without speaking he approached the man..

tup tup tup bruuukkk heard the sound of a punch and the man's body fell.

so quickly happened until the man could not escape, from his nose and mouth came out blood.

seeing their boss in the hit, his men attacked but not until two minutes they were all uprooted with blood.

Nuel approached the man who was the boss of the grombolan, and rewarded two more blows to his face..

"go now if you still want to enjoy the air gratis, but if you still stay here in five minutes even see the sun pn you will not be able to anymore" nuel said as he took the woman's bag out of the man's hand.

"you don't know who the young man is, we're messengers of THE DARK'S CLUB, you dig your own grave, and you'll regret it later" he said

Nuel smiled, at first he left them, but turned back around and approached the man..

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