The Twins are not Identical

Rise Up Against

Sinta stood right in front of the Son, then put a gun right in the Son's seat.

"Do you know what it's like to expect an unfulfilled promise?" Sinta smiled sinisterly glancing at the Son's bead of eyes.

The son could not answer or argue, because he himself never knew the problems of his parents.

"All right! Forget the past!" Sinta lowered her hands, then stepped towards a cupboard in the room. Sinta picked up a pile of paper and returned to where the Son was sitting. Sinta throws the paper at the table, right in front of the Son.

The son who had originally lowered his head, raised his face, trying to glance at the pile of paper that was in front of him.

Sinta slowly sat on the chair facing the Son.

"Please sign here!" Sinta pointed to a place for Putra to sign on the sheet, then put the ballpoint pen on the paper.

"W-what, you mean i-this?" The son wondered, about what the woman before him wanted.

"Please read! If you don't want to, please sign it." Sinta crossed both arms on her chest.

The son was curious about the description on the paper, he tried to read to find out what Sinta meant.

The son rounded his eyes when he knew the contents of the important sheets in front of him.

Where'd he get it?

The son did not expect, if all the property of his parents had been named him, just left to give a graffiti under his name, then all the property immediately became his property. But unfortunately, there is a piece of paper that has also been waiting, namely a declaration of transfer of property rights in the name of Sinta. The son did not expect if Sinta really wanted to seize all of his parents' property.

"Are you surprised? I'm just asking you to sign, to divert all of Smith's and Lauren's property from you! After that, you must hand it to me! Ahhaha..."

Sita stared intently at the face of the Son, then laughed out loud, there was a thousand joys over the victory he was feeling.

Sinta had planned everything. For many years he wooed Semith and Lauren, to bequeath all property to the Son, for the Son was the only son of the successor of the Semith family. But behind that, there were a million rotten plans that he was planning. Now, he is carrying out the end of a plan that he has long done, and just waiting for the results.

Sinta was happy, when she heard that Semith had an accident in Japan, and Lauren followed her to see her husband.

The Vokum Off Pawwer. Sinta called it that. When Semith and Lauren are not in Indonesia, it is the right time to launch his mission bullet, which he has been keeping for years, and now the time has come.

Thanks to his agility in getting along in the black world, he was able to easily find a hired man, to enter Semith's house, and retrieve the files he needed. One of them is Putra, the most valuable asset in the mission.

Sinta's mercenaries are indeed reliable, they quickly infiltrate, after successfully killing the housekeeper Semith, not least mbak Sri, the young maid in the house.

After cleaning their bodies, Sinta's men searched the contents of the three-story mansion, then brought the necessary files, even they easily, managed to bring the Son before the person who paid for it.

They deliberately use police uniforms, to fool the suspicions of people around.

"You-you...." The Son looked at Sinta's face furiously, but whatever power, in this condition, the Son would only be a lump of lifeless flesh, if he dared to resist.

"Haha.... " Sinta laughed with satisfaction, then looked intently at the eyes of the Son. "I just need your signature, YOUNG MASTER!" the glare of his eyes was like a tiger hungry and thirsty for blood, he looked like a human without taste and heart. The son shuddered in fear, then lowered his head

"If you don't want to do it, then this gun will force." Sita grabbed the handle of the gun from behind her shirt, then raised the equivalent face and blew the tip of the gun, then glanced at the Son.

I'd better obey him, at least I can hope, if tomorrow I can still see the sunshine.

The son does not mind if he has to live poor, and lose all the property that will be his. He thought, if he could still live, that would be more than enough, considering that all the workers in his house had become corpses.

The son immediately did what his mother's secretary of trust wanted, and for the aftermath, he did not know what steps would be taken.

Not just the boutique where Sinta worked, coffee shop, house and contents, vehicles, even Smith's company he was after. Sinta completely took away the property of the Semith family.

"Where is my mom?" the son raised his head when he was about to sign the transfer of his mother's boutique.

Putra was sure, if Sinta had something to do with the departure of her parents, otherwise, where might Sinta dare to do the action.

"Your father was in an accident in Japan, and a few hours ago had become a lifeless carcass, your mama...." Sinta glanced at Putra then smiled coldly. "had followed your father into the afterlife,"

The eyes of the Son were wide in disbelief, thousands of sorrows burst forth in the hearts of thrashing, weeping uselessly. The Son's heart rippled violently, like being struck by lightning during the day, the most profound sadness he felt, when he heard his parents were gone, especially with words that were inappropriate to be released.

"Break!" Son went berserk, he did not accept the sentence he just heard, Son turned the table in front of him.

The Son's family does not have a harmonious word in it, but the family, is still the family. No matter how cold, whatever little, no matter how we hate our parents, there must be a sense of unwillingness, when they leave the world.

The son never felt angry, this angry. Although he often gets ill treatment from others, he only resignedly accepts. But this time it was a different story. The son stood up and approached Sinta with a trembling body.

Sinta haya was silent, she was sitting sweetly looking at the behavior of the Son, even her lips were smiling widely in response to the anger of the Son.

The son was about to draw the diversity of Sinta's clothes, but Sita easily brushed it off, then scuttle the legs of the Son who was in front of him. The son immediately fell down in front of Sinta.

"Dor!" One gun shot floated, the left leg of the Son perforated by a bullet.

The son was about to rise up to beat up the demonic woman, "Dor!" but Putra could not get up, because his left hand had been hollowed by the next Sinta pistol bullet.

Sinta set her foot on the Son's back, then kicked him, so that the Son's body turned, on his back.

Slowly Sinta stood up. Black suit, Mini skirt that is just as bad, with the sunglasses he wears, Sinta looks woman**** that is full of ambition.

Sinta stopped stepping while near the body that was limp on the floor, the Son could only frown with pain in his soul and body. Not only the sadness that he felt, but the body that felt crumpled became a complement to suffering.

Sinta stood beside the Son's neck, then one leg stepped over the Son's neck. Sinta flaunting her non-covered anus CD, she is indeed a lady****** which is not humane.

"This is in return for what your father did to me!" Sinta sat crouching on the chest of the Son, with this position, her anus clearly visible because without any cover.

The son turned his eyes away, because he felt disgusted with the woman who was on his body.

Sinta gripped the Son's jaw, then forcefully opened his mouth.

"If you don't want to sign it, you better catch up with your parents and the workers in your house."

Sinta put the gun into the Son's mouth, then pressed the trigger to execute the Son.

"E.M...! Emm....! Um...!" The son shook his head, and his right hand patted the floor repeatedly. Sinta then pulled the gun out of the Son's mouth, as if to give him a chance to speak.

"Hows it? Do you want to change your mind?" Sinta smiled sinisterly looking at the helpless face, which was now under her body.

"Alright! I-I, will do it," the Son spoke stammeringly.

"Good.... Be a Submissive Child." Sinta stood up, then moved away from the Son's body, on his way to the seat.

Pain and skit he ignored, the Son tried to get up with one hand, then glanced at the wooden fracture from the table he had slammed.

The son took a piece of the table leg, he intended to hit the nape of Sinta, he already did not care what was going to happen, maybe fighting was the only way. The son did not accept Sinta's words saying her parents had become carrion.

Sinta jinglan casually turned her back to the Son's body, she did not realize what the Son would do.

If I can hit the target, this will end it. I'm sure she'll be sprawled, after all she's just a woman.

The son walked limping closer to Sinta's body, the piece of wood had been raised his right hand, he had been ready to attack the demonic woman, the Son was eyeing the nape which was a human weakness.

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SERIATE....

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