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"Damn!"
"Since we've been seen."
The woman growled furiously, staring at the figure of the woman in front of her.
"Lo ngak becus work."
The other woman, it was not against being treated harshly, she still loved her life. Not wanting to die at the hands of a snake-man like this woman before him.
"Gue has to kill, that bitch" he said smiling devil.
"Lo's crazy? It's even more dangerous!"
The woman gripped the chin of the woman before her firmly slightly piercing it with her sharp nails. It made the woman grimace in pain.
"More danger, if you dismantle my plan." he said sharply and then release his grip.
After that he passed leaving the woman who was grimacing in pain. After the woman disappeared from view her phone reads indicating a message entered. Quickly the woman took her phone, there were two messages from the woman.
You will know the consequences, if your rotten mouth is dismantling everything?
So be careful and have fun, beautiful Febri.
Febri shuddered in horror not intending to retaliate, he picked up his bag and walked out of the room.
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The clock has rung since 10 minutes ago but Mikayla is still continuing her writing activities, the class has been very quiet to leave her alone. Intan and Vian had gone home first because of the sudden business, I don't know Mikayla also didn't care much about their business.
Someone entered Mikayla's classroom casually but it seemed that the girl had yet to notice someone's arrival.
Up to 5 minutes later Mikayla was done with her notes.
"Finally" said Mikayla and stretched her muscles.
"Yeah!!" Mikayla shouted as she suddenly felt her hand being held by someone.
"God! When are you here?" ask Mikayla to the perpetrator.
Septian raised his hand staring at the clock that was coiling on his wrist. Yes that man is Septian.
"Why don't you know?" ask again
"You're serious about being unsettled" Septian replied, leaving Mikayla speechless. Is that really him? To the extent that Septian's arrival was not noticed. Mikayla quickly shook her head making Septian look at her confusedly.
"Why?" tanya Septian rubbed Mikayla's hair for a moment
Mikayla did not answer she was still busy putting her things in the bag, after she finished attaching her bag to one of her shoulders.
"Let's go home!" take Mikayla unconsciously holding Septian's hand walking towards the parking lot.
The school corridor was already very quiet, narrating some pupils who might still have extracurricular activities.
Mikayla who remembered something looked at Septian.
"We're going straight to the airport?" mikayla asked making Septian look at her.
"Change clothes first" she answered briefly.
"But I didn't bring a change of clothes." Mikayla replied plainly.
"We go to your house first" said it to be the end of their chat until now both have arrived at the school parking lot.
Septian started the machine after it was confirmed that Mikayla had installed her seatbeat. Septian slightly pulled out of his car and got out of the school yard.
15 Minutes of not-so-dense travel made them reach the front of Mikayla's house. Without stalling for time, Mikayla immediately descended into the house following the Septian behind her.
"Wait a moment, I change clothes first." said Mikayla who immediately ran to her room after getting a brief nod from Septian.
Septian stood observing the picture frame that was in the corner closet of the room. Most photos of Mikayla there, when she was a baby to grow up to be a beautiful girl like now. He accidentally stares at a picture frame where there are two children who are about 10 years old they hug each other and pose very funny not similar but Septian is sure it must be Mikayla and Son.
Septian activity came to a halt as he felt someone pat his shoulder slowly, he slightly jumped but quickly neutralized his expression. Septian turned to find Marchel with his neat appearance.
"Lo gapain?" marchel asked and put himself to bed on the sofa. The man's office bag has been on the table since.
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