THE SMITH'S (A Sequel Of Not Just Friends)

THE SMITH'S (A Sequel Of Not Just Friends)
PART 129'S



💖💖 APPLE OF MY EYE – (HEART HEART ) 💖💖


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Happy reading ...


My Heart is Sorrowful, Missing, Memories Shown With You..


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‘I don't have the heart to see dwarves that can't – can enter the ball.’


‘You were right – really made me worry, Heart.’


‘Who loves you? ...’


‘I Love you, Heart..


‘Y – you ..’


‘Oh God ..’


‘HEART!’


One pair of eyes opened slowly. Slightly frowned when those two eyes were already fully open. Roof


the first white color that the pair of eyes caught was the light so bright.


“This .... where ...?. Michelle! Vla!.”


Fania's pair of eyes immediately faded, as she recalled the two people who had gone with her before going to a Mansion to look for someone named Lucca. Fania got up with a jerk. But then he was silent for a while in his seat.


“Better you have a good explanation or your brain will be on my shoes (You better have a good explanation or your brain will be on my shoes ).”


Fania recalled talking to a man she had only seen her shoes, and a voice that was so cold and domineering before it was all dark that she could remember nothing.


‘D ...’ Fania also remembered, as she was talking and her chest felt tight, her eyes were also wet and blurry, there was Andrew in her eyes. Which he felt as a hallucination, because death was already in front of the eyes.


But a moment later Fania recalled Michelle and Vla again. Also remember that he felt the tip of the gun sticking behind his head.


“Am I dead?.” Fania Gumam. He widened his eyes again, still in his seat. Try to focus


self and his view. ‘It's like a bedroom?.’ He also embeds.


Fania looked around her again.


“This is my dream?. Or is it dead?.” Fania pinched herself. He felt sick and he immediately shuffled from his place. Then stand up in haste.


The coldness on the soles of his feet made him aware that the boots he was wearing had been removed, but then he again noticed the surrounding situation.


The room where Fania was located was so luxurious, elegant and impressed classic and beautiful. Dominated by a smooth and shiny wood, it does not seem to be an arbitrary wood.


Fania walked slowly towards the window whose curtains were closed. He opened the curtain, squinting his eyes and explaining what he could see. The atmosphere outside was still dark, still the same as when he came with Michelle and Vla to a Mansion.


“That's like the page I was interrogated on?.” Fania closed the curtain and was silent for a moment. “Michelle! Vla!.” Fania squealed softly. He remembered those two men. “Which shoes am I?.”


Fania's eyes go around looking for boots that he previously used with – hunt, but as much as possible do not cause noise. He must get out of the room where he is now, find Michelle and Vla and find out where he really is now. That's what's in Fania's brain right now.


Fania finds her boots, but she doesn't wear them right away. He thought not to make a sound. So he took his boots while turning the knob door of the room where he is now, with a very heart – hearts and slowly while folding his lips.


‘Ga locked! ..’ Fania was relieved. Then he opened the door very slowly, popping his head a little while drowning to the left and right. ‘Aman like! ..’


Fania didn't see anyone in the hallway in front of her room right now.


Had to pay attention for a moment, the surroundings that looked like the residence of a noble because the design of the place was so classic, besides beautiful.


Fania then walked to her left, because the right of her place was a wall decorated with an expensive painting. He walked to settle – sinks along the hallway until he saw a large wooden staircase.


‘Kalo I passed there, ga danger yes?.’ Fania thought for a while and tried to think fast.


Once again Fania dyed. Trying to find an alternative way out. Try walking to the left side of the stairs which also looks like there are several doors there.


Fania tried to walk in that direction, while glancing at the stairs, and saw – see the situation, but keep the distance from the stairs so as not to be seen if there are people down there. Fania tried her luck by walking to the side of the stairs.


‘You have no road, I think I have to go through the window!.’ Inner Fania and she kept going. ‘Michelle... Vla.... hopefully you guys ga what – what ..’ Fania keeps moving by settling – precipitates.


“Miss.. (Miss ) ..”


GLUG!.


A voice belonging to a man made Fania spontaneously stop her steps and swallow her saliva violently.


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‘Scussion on disturbo, Signore .. Qualcuno costretto and connoscerti. (Sorry to bother you, Mr .. There are


forcing to meet you ).’


'Chi?. ( Who? ).'


'Lui dice, lui invia messagio.( He said, he delivered a message ).’


'Cosa?. ( What? ).’


'I Nero Fuoco's. (Black Fire ).’


'COSA?!. (WHAT?! ).’


'Ecco Cosa Dice's. (That's what he said ).’


'Predentelo!.'  Bring her! ).’


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"Guys, I think that we should take precaution.( I think we should keep watch – keep ).”


"What is it?. (What's up? ).”


Click!!


 (The sound of cocked weapons is heard )


"Let’s go and see!. (Let's see ).”


"Let me go first. (Let me go first ).”


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“This way, Miss ..... (Through here, Miss ).”


The man who caught Fania was settling on the – sediment spread his hands on the big ladder earlier


Fania look. The stairs he had been avoiding to escape. He remembered the cold, domineering voice, and the faint face of the man as a result of his eyes being blocked by tears.


Fania had reused her boot after the man had allowed her to put on his boot and sit on a chair not far from where they were.


Fania nodded softly as the man appeared to be directing the way politely.


Like the male version of Theresa, the man who looked like a butler was in Fania's opinion.


Fania walked behind the man. Although Fania stepped in doubtfully, but she still obediently followed the man while one hand Fania held the wooden ladder handle that was beside her right. Not trying to run away and act. Looks like last night he did not become ‘dihabisi’ and the waiter who is walking in front of this


treat him so politely.


It's probably true that last night's man was Lucca Valentino and he was a friend, and maybe he already knew his identity. I don't know, Fania just wants to know about Andrew and the others from that guy named Lucca, and then look for Michelle and Vla.


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The man who was like a butler had already reached the bottom floor. He turned his body and stood tilted while smiling in a friendly manner while also stretching out one hand to allow Fania to walk straight into one room.


“MICHELLE!.”


“Kak Fania.”


Fania immediately hugged Michelle who was also directly hugging her. “Where’s Vla?!. (Where is it?! ).”


Fania who had already released her embrace from Michelle asked anxiously at her sister-in-law .


“He’s okay, don’t worry, Brother. (He's good – is good, don't worry, Brother ).”


“Hh, thank goodness .... where is he now, Chel?.”


Fania asked again, wailing for a moment.


Michelle grabbed both of Fania's arms and stroked them gently with a smile but her eyes were – glasses.


“Why, Chel?. Have you met Lucca?.” Ask Fania who realized that Michelle's eyes were glazed – glass.


Michelle nodded while still smiling. “Udah Brother.” Michelle and a tear from her eyes dripped.


“Te-rus, she said what Chel?.” Fania asked again scared – scared because seeing Michelle shed tears. “What..”


Fania hung up the word – he said along with a slightly noisy voice, like a person running on a wooden floor, sounding closer to Fania and Michelle who were standing opposite it.


“Kak ..”


Michelle shifted Fania's body and faced her in one direction.


‘Kala Purnama Approaching Me, Unrestrained Linang Tears ..’


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Fania's eyes started to look – glass, slowly tears started to come out and drip down through her chip, as Michelle shifted the direction of her body and something, no, the figure of someone she was so eager to meet, she said, he wants to hug and will not be released again.


Fania was riveted, frozen in place. Really he did not want to be too hopeful, but his feeling wanted him to run in the direction where he saw someone who was very much awaited, which also seemed to be running towards him. Between real and hallucination, do not want to hope because indeed since the incident like lightning during that day, Fania often hallucinated, even talking to herself.


But the figure was real, getting closer. Did Michelle see that too?. Or is he just too crazy for his wish?. Fania lunglai and will sag down on both knees, sobbing while covering her mouth with trembling shoulders.


Until two burly hands caught his almost sagging body quickly. As the fragrant sweetness that came out swerved so close to Fania's nose and the embrace felt so very real.


‘If it's a dream, I don't want to wake up again. If this is my hallucination like last night, when the faint – I faintly see him and hear his voice, smell his body fragrant, so crazy I'm fine.’


“Heart ...”


The sound that sounded made Fania's sobbing firmer, her shoulders trembling. Along with the grip that holds it tighter.


“I’m here, Heart .. I’m here .. (I'm here, Heart ... I'm here ).”


“D!!.” Fania hysterical. Whether it's real or not, he doesn't care. Andrew's raucous voice felt so close in Fania's ear. The hallucinations felt so real to her. “Do not go, D.... do not go again .. even if only a shadow stay here. do not stay with me.”.


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To be continue ......


Baper nih yeeee .. hiya hiya hiya ..


Singing ah ..


🎵🎵How heart longs for you, duhai my lover....  Come back to me, my lover...🎵🎵


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🎵🎵Hopefully we can meet again as before ... So that we can make love again as before ..🎵🎵


 


Hoa! Hoe!


Haseeekk.......


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