The Soul Sword Legend

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The sound of a bang makes Beril step on the brake pedal suddenly until it causes a very powerful squealing sound. Two rear car tires that he drove until the pump due to very strong friction.

Kendrick's coming out. Her net saw Kanilaras lying in the middle of the road. His running footsteps slowed down slowly as he felt a clear twirl coming out of his eye patch and the burly hand gently rubbed his cheek.

Am I crying? He asked inwardly as he looked at his wet left palm.

Kendrick stopped his long footsteps, looked back at the palm and rubbed his cheek as if he could cry again. This is the third time he cried after getting to know Kanilaras the woman he bought from a father who was crazy about gambling.

Suddenly he remembered the threat on the dark day of the fateful night.

“Don't cry! Or you'll be the same fate as him!” The eyes bulged and a loud slap landed right on Kendrick's cheek.

“Aargh ...” Kendrick curled his head with both hands.

Nimbly Beril approached the frightened Kendrick.

It was unexpected that Beril had dared to call his master just a first name.

“Ken, look at Cedar!” Shaking Kendrick's body violently.

Kendrick's raising his head. Highlight his eyes that glare make Beril pity unexpectedly his young master immediately stood up.

Kendrick felt her eyes fade and she was not used to this color. The color of the sky he had originally seen brightened instantly to dark, with Kendrick's carefree footsteps climbing his unconscious woman.

Raised Kanilaras head and gently rubbed the smooth cheeks.

“Content have you worried me this year?” he said softly while looking at the face of Kanilaras ayu.

“The color you spread fades as you disappear from my side. Are you going to torture me again?” ask Kendrick with a laugh.

Not happy laughter but depressed laughter, laughter that implies pain that is very sick.

“I don't want to live alone anymore, Aras. Wake up and hit me! But ... don't leave me, I beg you!” pinta Kendrick is slow.

The clear circle was still flowing down his cheeks and the big hand was shaking violently as if it had no power to touch Kanilaras' long hair.

“Aargh ...” The notorious and ruthless mafia boss is now crying and begging.

A deed he had never done since childhood until now. However, on Saturday, December 31, the cold stiff man was crying silently.

He asked and begged his Lord to bring back the most precious person in his life. Only two years he was close and familiar with Kanilaras, but he was very attentive to all the affairs related to the woman

He also recklessly changes Kanilaras' name to Arastya Ningrum, Kendrick asks Beril and Aunt Kenny to fake Kanilaras' death. That he did so that Kanilaras' father did not demand more from Kendrick, because the old man had always asked for money on the grounds that Kanilaras was still there.

Kendrick could have killed Kanilaras' father and made the murder an accident, but it didn't because he didn't want to hurt the woman he loved. For two years Kanilaras lived with Kendrick, never in the slightest did he find out that the man greatly admired and loved her.

“Ken, uhuk .. uhuk ...”

Hanzel green's eyes opened staring at the woman he was hugging.

“Aras! You okay?” Scrutinizing Kanilaras' body from head to toe, “do you feel dizzy? Which part hurts?” he continued, raising his hands and moving his legs.

“I'm fine, Ken!” kanilaras lirih.

“How can you say fine, heum!” decak Kendrick with a sharp eye.

Kanilaras let out a long sigh and his left hand rubbed the rough face of Kendrick.

The man's eyes sharpened and his gaze dived like the eyes of an eagle that was stalking its prey.

“The longer the more soaring!” kendrick slurps while releasing his arms.

Of course Kanilaras body fell until his head hit the asphalt, not his head as well as his back as well.

“Aargh ...,” strangles Kanilaras while stroking his head.

Kendrick glanced at the woman with an expression made as calm as possible.

“That's why karma makes me angry!” it's Kendrick.

Surely he was worried when he heard Kanilaras' moans, but he did not want Kanilaras to know what he was feeling right now

Instead of helping the man instead ordered Kanilaras to run after him towards his soldier-driven BMW M3 320i.

“Wake up! If you are late you will spend the night here” threatened him without turning his head.

“Small,” great-grandson while moving.

Kanilaras stomped his feet twice, instantly his body floating in the air. Without taking a long time Kanilaras was standing right next to the car door that had been opened by the soldier.

“Do you want me to stay here, Ken?” he sneered while smiling.

Kendrik who was originally walking leisurely has now run panting after the car that Kanilaras boarded, deliberately the woman smiled as she waved her hand.

“Bastard! I am your master! That bastard! I am your master!” shouted Kendrick who was running in the company of Beril.

Santos immediately stepped on the brake pedal, imprinted clear worry on the face of the man in the side.

“I'm sorry, Miss. I dare not face your wrath!” santos said as he bent his body slightly.

“Ck, you are not fun!” kanilaras protests with both hands crossed in front of the chest.

“Sorry, Non!” santos repeated his words.

With a gasp of breath Kendrick scolded Santos.

“You want to lose your head!” His eyes glared at Santos—soldier who was in charge of guarding Kanilaras.

Never mind arguing, answering Kendrick's words alone he did not dare. So scared she lowered her head without intending to glance at Kendrick.

Back there, Beril tightened his footwork toward Kendrick.

“Master!” beril's calling.

Kendrick turns his head with a molar eye, “What's up?”

“A-there is bad akbar, Sir!” beril said while regulating the rhythm of breathing.

“What!” kendrick opens the doors of the BMW M3 320i.

Beril glanced at Kanilaras and stared at Santos for a bit, the man who was only 2 years from Kendrick came closer and whispered.

“What you said!” kendrick asked in a blaring voice.