THE SMITH'S (A Sequel Of Not Just Friends)
PART 64'S
♣♣ SOMETHING THAT YOU HAVE TO KNOW AND MAKE YOURSELF GET USUAL ♣♣
(Something You Need to Know and Make Yourself Accustomed )
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Happy reading...
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“Ehem! Ehem!. Aa sorry guys, a friendly scene – mesraan can later, so?. Besides my hand pegel holding
this is a weapon, this is a person and kronco – kronco want to be flanked?.” Arman interrupted two couples who were slightly uwu – uwuan it.
Fania, Andrew, John and Prita spontaneously turned to Tristan. Where Arman still attached the tip of the firearm to one side of Tristan's head.
“Did he hurt you, Prita?.” Andrew turned to Prita who was being held by John.
“Engga, Brother Andrew.” Prita Sahut.
“Then this?.” John touched Prita's neck. “And this?.” Raising Prita's arm. Showing Andrew there's a red rash there. John's eyes were also fixed on the tear on the shirt at the bottom of Prita.
John's jaw is hardened.
‘Did he harass you, Prita?.’
John's chest has rumbled, imagining the inappropriate treatment that has been done by a man named Tristan – was on Prita. But John could not bear to ask Prita at this time.
“Hehe .. I've touched every inch of his body.” Tristan. “And Prita enjoyed it. Isn't that right, dear Prita?.”
“SHUT UP! ( QUIET! ).”
Vladimir slapped Tristan's head.
“ENGGA! HE LIED!.”
Prita denies fast and fast.
“He’s Mine! (He's my part! ).”
John exclaimed as Andrew was about to approach Tristan with his clenched hand.
“Kakk..” Prita wants to stop John who seems so angry at Tristan. Fania held her sister's arm. He codes Prita with his head slowly.
“But Brother.”
“He needs to be taught a lesson.” Said Fania and Prita then nodded obediently to the older brother. “D..”
Fania now holds Andrew's arm. “But Heart's.... ( But dear....).”.
“Tristan to be John's business, D.”
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“Submit him to stand Man.” John said to Arman, pointing at Tristan. “If you are indeed a male –, face me.” John stared intently at Tristan.
“Stand up lo!.” Arman kicked Tristan's arm which then plunged to the ground.
“Damn it!.”
Tristan cursed and glanced at Arman.
“John, let me fix him.” A well-built man who came with Rico and Arya and one of their friends made a sound. “He doesn't even deserve to stare at you!.”
Tristan who had stood up spontaneously turned to the man who had just spoken.
“ELO! I KNOW PEOPLE WHOSE RANK IS ABOVE LO!.”
“Then? Do you want to report me?.”
“LO! I WILL MAKE YOU REGRET ALREADY OPPOSING ME WITH THEM!.”
“Hahahaha. I'm not even in Jakarta right now, Mr Tristan Paraduta!.”
The man who was an officer who seemed to have rank was lying before Tristan.
“LO...”
“Close your mouth! I want to die still a lot of lagak!.”
“Mr Tristan Paraduta, although you report me to the person above me, he will not be able to do what – what. Because the man who will finish off that lo, is much more powerful.” Said the man who seemed to be an officer to Tristan while pointing at John. “If you can good-bye tonight, I'll be happy to hear you report me.”
“What you finished talking?!.”
John sounding. He seemed impatient to beat Tristan up.
“Lo think I'm scared?!..” Tristan now stands facing John.
“Prove!. Show your guts and strength!.”
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“Tristan to be his business Brother John, D.” Fania looks at Andrew and lets John face off one-on-one with Tristan. “But he seems to be your business.” Said Fania while pointing at one of Tristan's men who had grabbed her body from behind firmly.
Andrew stepped directly on his feet and now stood in front of his man Tristan who had just been appointed Fania. “Did he hurt you, Heart?.” Andrew asked in a flat but unsettled tone to the man he was looking at.
Fania stood next to Andrew. “He hugged me.” Fania.
“APA?!.”
Andrew spontaneously turned to Fania and Fania mangosteen – relaxing mangosteen.
“Hah?!.” The man Fania pointed to was confused.
“So he hugged me from behind. Kayak gini nih.”
Fania hugs Andrew from behind, demonstrating how Tristan's men had snatched him up.
And yeah .... Fania's little provocation was successful in making Donald Duck's chest up and down.
‘Hold – hold me si. I love it as a food Poppa lion!.’ Inner Fania was upset at people
the Tristan man. “Sick of my body, D. She was so pissed that she held me. Ssshh!..” Fania pretended to hit her arm slowly.
It was very funny about Kajol.
“DARE TO TOUCH AND HURT MY WIFE, HUH???!!.” Well, Donald Duck was subject to the usual provocation that sometimes somplak.
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One side again, his brother-in-law was heard shouting loudly while staring at one of Tristan's men with his wife beside him. ‘Yes God, I'm in the middle of – middle what is this?!.’ Prita's legs felt limp feeling the aura around him was even more horror than the grave.
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Andrew had already grabbed the jaw of the man kneeling in front of him like the other four. But this one guy Fania pointed at made her angry. Fania grinned, as her heart clapped.
“Step help, Heart. Hem?. (So move away, honey. Hem's? ).” Alahoy, Andrew's way of speaking and tone of voice was so gentle to Fania.
“I'm with Prita huh?.”
Andrew nodded at Fania. Smile anyway. But her smile disappeared as Fania turned around and walked closer to her sister. Andrew looked back at the man Fania said had hugged him so tightly that his body was in pain. And mah kaga. Wkwkwk.
DAK!
Andrew's shoes landed on the man's chest so fast that Tristan's man fell over and Andrew's – friend who kept Tristan's men waiting for the execution just let him.
Fania turned her head for a while, because the sound of Andrew's kick hitting the chest of a human was quite arguably, well quite tight. Fania was already sitting on the hood of the car next to Prita.
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“Kak .... stop Brother John, Brother ... he can kill Tristan if it continues – continues so.” Said Prita whose face was panicked and pias while glancing at John who still seemed unwilling to stop beating Tristan. Fania turned her head while smiling faintly at her sister.
“Pake new.” Fania took off her jacket and gave it to the prita.
Prita nodded and immediately put on Fania's jacket.
“Gue can't stop Brother John in this situation, Prita. Even Andrew could not. And I don't want to stop. The guy who was beaten up – exhausted by Brother John was almost harassing you. I don't accept it!.”
“Iya Kak, but.”
“This is a lesson for Tristan!. It's not just John. All –men in the family Adjieran Smith will definitely do the same thing as Brother John if I, Brother Ara, Michelle, maybe even Jihan in the position lo earlier. And we, as a companion they want to be unwilling, love not like, have to accept reality on the other side of the men we love it.” Fania.
Prita listened well – well said her brother.
“Luck at once may also be a curse at the same time.”
Fania chuckled softly.
“Fortune.. Well, as you and everyone can see. The princes of the Adjieran Smith family had no blemishes from the ends of their hair to the ends of their feet. Face on saucy, rich anyway. Terlal is rich. No longer seven. But a hundred derivatives ama a hundred climbs kaga abis kelles their treasure.”
Replace Prita who is now chuckling.
“And Well. curse. If they are like that.”
Fania pointed to John and Andrew.
KRRAAK!.
Fania and Prita spontaneously turned their heads because it was like hearing something broken not far from them.
Prita shuddered in horror as she knew where the sound of the broken thing came from.
“Ouch. Looks like it's the sound of a broken cubit.” Fania said casually and made Prita shudder in horror once again and this time at her own brother.
John and Andrew seem to have also finished with their ‘activities’.
“Well, you have decided to be with one of the princes of the Adjieran Smith family right?. Lo already
must prepare yourself, your heart and eyes for everything you may never imagine before.”
Fania straightened her body.
“Make yourself accustomed, from now on Prita.” Fania said and smiled at Andrew who had approached her and Prita. “Already satisfied, Poppa?.”
“Not bad's. (Legardly ).” Andrew Sahut.
“Tuan.”
Omar approached Andrew with a bottle of mineral water in his hand.
“Sini Omar.” Fania asked for a bottle of mineral water from Omar. And one of their bodyguards gave a bottle of mineral water that Fania asked her mistress. “Sick?.” Fania asked with a smile on Andrew while cleaning her husband's slightly bloody hands. Not Andrew's blood, though.
“As hitting pillow.” Andrew relaxed.
“Omar, can you get one more bottle?.”
“Sure Mistress.”
Omar soon came back with one more bottle of minerals in his hand.
“This, Mistress.”
“Give on Prita.” Fania told Omar.
Fania codes Prita to take a bottle of mineral water from Omar's hand.
“Hand Brother John also needs cleaning.” Fania pointed to John who had already appeared to be finished with Tristan. “It looks like one bottle ga is enough.” Said Fania again and Prita caught the intention of the brother's speech.
The blood in John's hand was more than what was in Andrew's hand.
“Yuk.” Take Fania to Prita because John seems to be coding with his hand so they come closer to him. Prita nodded doubtfully, but in the end she went with the older brother who walked behind her husband towards John.
“What's less, Prita?.” John said to Prita while pointing to Tristan who had been lying on the ground. It feels more horrified to see Tristan's current condition than to see his brother-in-law break people's hands.
Prita's riveted, kelu. Although Tristan had evil intentions on him, still this scene he was seeing made his body feel weak.
Tristan's face was shapeless and covered in blood.
‘A-is he already lifeless?...’ Inner Prita asked himself. His body was trembling.
“He's still breathing John. Want this?.” Asked Rico who was crouching near Tristan after checking the breath of the – men.
“Teraju. Want to directly bury, discard or mutilate all of you.” John flat.
‘Make yourself lo get used to, Prita..’ Prita tried to strengthen himself even though cold sweat had spread all over his body. Trying strong...
Pile up!!
But Priwitan was not strong. And he fainted.
Ka – si – an ..... 😁
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To be continue....
