Widow Pellets Teaser

Ep 159s

...Dare to slap again? Your face will be smashed. Like a red face to be a shame that can no longer be borne. Silence is better. Brush more safely. Confessing is preferred....

..._Tina_'s chat...

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

"You who?"

Little Susie, said Tina in her heart to remember the name of herself that was labeled by Sadewa in the past.

"Beautiful butterfly! Rose invitation! Women who are pregnant Jack's child," quipped Puspa.

Tina frowned. The forehead crinkled sharply, showing its dislike.

Getting pregnant? The accusation made Tina's face red in black prepare to explode. He twisted his body, staring with a vengeance that melted together Aprilia's.

"If you're pregnant. I want to call my child a marriage bond. I told you. Clean up the boy first. DNA testing then!" puspa exploded.

"What are you talking about?" Tina's been asking questions like bee stings all the time. Having an illegitimate child. A laugh and pain rang out in Tina's ears.

Don't mention the bastard. If a mother can know her child's father. The bastard does not exist! Except, a mother is not able to know her father.

"Don't insult me if we're just getting acquainted" Tina said reprimandingly.

"From your cover it's clear enough."

"If you say that. You're a blind Nazwa-eyed man."

"You are blind!"

"You are both blind and deaf!"

"Well three defects at once for me. Blind. Deafened. Mute. As for you, a behavioral defect!"

The fight of these two women looks fierce. It was as if sharp nails would exchange tearing at each other's face flesh.

Jack immediately pushed Tina backwards behind him. Make the woman stand behind him.

"Nana don't turn into a pictor of everyone you just met. She's a good woman."

Puspa gawked with a lazy breath, his heart pounded soy sauce, and he became angry because Jack was more defending the woman who became his opponent.

"You're making me jealous, Jack!"

"It's not like that. I just want you guys to get along."

Puspa held his breath. Her tears want to fall. Soon he'll hold. Turn around back for a moment. Wipe slowly.

"You say that, as if she were a woman who had been under the same roof as you for a long time."

"Me and Lea have never been home. We're still friends."

"However, you take him away from me" Puspa protested loudly. Folding chest. Doused jealous vinegar into the coals of fire.

"I just don't agree. You oppressed him!"

"That means you like it a lot!" Puspa soaked his anger. He closed his eyes for a moment. As if, the burning fire of love had been doused in the rain so swift. The drops of the sky fell off quickly.

Jack likes it better than me. He would rather defend that woman. Goddamnit!

"She's a good woman, don't call her that!"

Riled. Angrier. Piqued. Her hand pushed the man's shoulder, "Every date you call a good woman. However, you're sure the man isn't that good."

"Close your mouth! You made me-"

"Muak and .. You want to say you're bored?"

Puspa stuck out the neck peeking at the figure in hiding. Unexpectedly, the owner of the eyes behind his back was staring at him.

Pierced. Puspa shuddered at the look that was seen slapping him with just a piercing look.

Riled. A dash of gas pedal courage on the step of Puspa.

"Butterfly, you dare look at me? Do you know my two forefingers can pull out your eyeballs."

Tina lowered her eyelids for a second. Then, push Jack behind him. Suddenly, the woman's energy boost was so great. Jack even felt his hands crumpled easily in one touch.

"You're just a parrot. Self-conscious! Self-conscious! Your power can't even touch a single hair! be self-conscious! You're just a parrot."

Puspa folded his hands on his chest. He leaned his shoulders closer to the woman in front of him, "You're the one who's self-conscious. The butterfly! You're the one who needs to be self-aware! self-conscious. You're the butterfly flying into someone else's property!"

Plaque!

A slap floated on Puspa's face. Five-finger mark imprinted hot, even the corner of the lips Puspa along ripped.Purple red clearly visible at the tip of his lips. The slap of the woman was so strong.

Plaque!

Puspa replied quickly. However, the slap was like a touch of wind that did not hurt Tina. What happened was the opposite, his palms looked red and swollen later.

"Dare to slap again? Your face will be smashed. Like a red face to be a shame that can no longer be borne. Silence is better. Brush more safely. Confessing is preferred." scolded Tina.

Puspa took one step back staring at his palm. He was able to see black smoke coming out from his palm.

"You're possessed by a spirit?" guess Puspa. He backed off immediately.

Of course I will lose, if I fight with ghosts. Goddamnit!

"The ghost! I'm not a ghost! I'm an ordinary man. It's just that I used to make SD time!"

"You ghost! I'm sure!" tudding Puspa. He was still able to see the black smoke thinning away slowly from his palm.

"Nana! You've gone too far. The butterflies you call. Realize yourself. The parrot you labeled. Now, you call Lea possessed."

"She's a good woman. You don't equate her with any other woman. I know him well. She's a good woman" Jack explained surprisingly.

"Shut up!" puspa pointed his long index finger at Jack. He stared naggingly at the figure still standing upright, with a slanted smile that looked a mocking sarcasm. Puspa squinting sharp. As if, he was able to guess. He was not dealing with an ordinary refined figure.

My head hit the rock. Dealing with a body filled with curious ghosts.

"Playing on me with a spirit. I'll make sure I use the spirits to attack you!" Puspa stepped out of each arrangement of books arranged on the shelf.

Puspa looked at it for a moment. He narrowed when the silhouette of the woman in red dress was seen showing herself to him.

God fucking. That woman is haunted!

Just now Puspa muttered in his heart. The rose-stemmed woman's voice, ringing whispered to her.

You dare attack me. Then you will feel the consequences. Don't like to insult others. If, not ready to be re-enacted. Risk of a brave tongue spitting. So, do not blame others, spit on the ground, back in the lift, and throw it in your face.

Jack breathed a sigh of relief. At least one of the women has left. Now, he is faced with a new prey that looks attractive because a pair of beautiful eyes like the gaze of a wolf at night that hides behind the bushes.

"You okay?" jack asked with a million concerns. Both of his hands perched on the shoulders of the woman each.

Tina shook her head. Hinted that he was okay. Jack narrowed his eyes. There are no red marks there. However, what happened to Puspa was the opposite.

Slowly. The palm of Jack's hand crept touching the cheek of the former Puspa slap.

"Is your cheek made of iron? You're not even screaming in pain."

Tina lowered the palm of the hand. Then, he looked up at Jack.

"Don't turn into a concern, Randi."

Rand.

The old name he had lived in for a long time. Why does it sound terrible when the name is called by a foreign figure he just knew.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

Author: what cheek hurts?

Nana: I am sick

Tina: Ghost hand asked for a slap.

Author: hug first Nana. Patience with Na. Wait for Lea not to get possessed, just reply!