XELALFAREL

Don't Go!

"Cut his hand!" alfarel's word to his men while the woman being targeted was being bound by a rope on a chair. This room is so stuffy that even the aroma of the warehouse describes it.

Alfarel actually went to find and meet the people involved in torturing Xela, including the woman tied to the rope.

"Even sir don't do that. I'm really sorry, sir can ask me anything as long as I don't cut off my hand. I can still work for you if you'd like!" the woman tried to negotiate with Alfarel. Alfarel did not glance at the woman in the least, the sound of the plea was ignored from the start.

"Wait what else, quickly do it!" Alfarel shouted, now he is not the Alfarel that was once again, his nature is many times colder even already cruel dare to play life.

"Master please listen to me. I'm sorry to do so, I'll apologize to Ms. Xela" he said again as the sharp object stayed a few centi off the surface of his skin.

"Free, the words of your supplication are ignored, this is how it feels when you ignore the cries of my suffering woman in your hands. Now it is your turn to suffer!" Alfarel smiled at the terrible sight, the two women's hands were cut off, who told him to be the servant who tortured Xela.

The woman could not help but lose her two hands, after she screamed and fainted, her blood was flowing with a rush she might die and Alfarel ignored her without any guilt.

"Now my vengeance is partly avenged. You guys get ready, accompany me to the club. I need a moment of entertainment to celebrate this one victory." said Alfarel still smiling with satisfaction at the woman who had lost both hands, he had become a heartless man for the sake of his beloved woman.

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Alfarel stepped carefully when he arrived at his main residence, especially upon entering Xela's room. He wanted to see the state of his girl and imagine her girl sleeping soundly, not in a depressed state. Carefully he stomped his pantofel barely sounding, opened the door of Xela's room and the opposite happened. After his eyes managed to go through the entire room where Xela was left, instead of seeing Xela falling asleep, the girl was apparently ready to wait for her arrival, a sigh of heaviness he had to accept.

"Sister Al anywhere, why are you evil leaving me with them, lucky they didn't torture me because I kept being careful and kept my distance." Xela looked at the few servants and Alfarel's men in the room, they looked pale and looked down in fear seeing Al had returned.

Unwilling to consider the performance of his men too quickly, Alfarel gestured for the dozens of people to leave the two of them alone there. Xela's smile was accompanied by tears that from when dripped until now her face looked swollen very slapped Alfarel indirectly.

"Finally, Brother Al drove them away. Don't leave me again, I don't want to be controlled by them." Xela hugged Al who was just sculpting still at the door.

"I'm back, now you're resting." after sighing for the next time, Alfarel returned Xela's embrace, stroking her girl's hair affectionately.

"No, Brother Al must be here." His love without taking off a hug. He was afraid of being abandoned by Al.

Alfarel knew that Xela would not move but embrace herself like an orchid attached to her host, so she carried her girl to a king-size mattress that was still neat, Alfarel guessed that Xela would not have laid her body here at all.

"I will not let go of Brother Al. Don't go!" Xela spoke in a weakened tone, maybe she was exhausted, her eyes were already very swollen.

"No more." reply Al briefly. He lays Xela on the bed but Xela seems to be fussy not to lie on the pillow but chooses Alfarel's lap. This way Alfarel will not go as he pleases.

"Sleep, you didn't sleep!" Alfarel gave up his lap for the weak girl who kept calling out his name.

"I'm waiting for Al. Where was brother Al? is leaving me again like yesterday? Does Brother Al want to see me tormented again? tell me the reason now so I can make a decision. As long as Brother Al leaves happily I will end my suffering and not seek you."

a very soft speech, as if Xela was in a normal position made Alfarel touched. What does that word mean?

"Why do you say that, what does it mean?" Alfarel hoped that Xela would answer his question.

"Say Brother Al will not leave me." Xela said with a smile with her swollen face faintly looking pale.

"No dear." Alfarel kissed his forehead as soon as possible convincing his girl that he could be trusted.

"really? After I wake up if Brother Al isn't here then I won't be looking for you and Brother Al won't be looking for me." Once again Xela smiled in a soft tone.

Alfarel felt such a deep speech as well as holding Xela's words as a threat.

'CUP'

Alfarel missed Xela so much, they had been separated by the enemy for so long, they had not laughed together. Through a warm kiss from their lips fused together to express a longing.

"I'm not leaving you Xela. I must avenge the deeds of those who have made you suffer while separated from me." Inner Alfarel. The kiss continued until Alfarel was unaware, there was no reply from Xela to lum*tan. He hugged his girl in his lap possessively, leaving no pause in exploring the face, lips and even neck of the level of Xela. Leave kismark there. Lastly, a few seconds marked Xela's neckline only to realize that the girl had no reaction.

Luckier. Might as well. Xela fell asleep from exhaustion, causing Alfarel to put her head back on her lap and tidying Xela's messy hair and taking a wet tissue and wiping Xela's face that had been moistened by tears.

"You're tired of waiting. Forgive me!" Again Alfarel******** her lips are sleeping with full feeling her hands did not stop stroking the long beautiful hair.

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"I didn't lose. Never and never, see you next day Alfarel, wait for me to make you a corpse then there will be no rival of mine, hahahaha!"

A room full of medical equipment and several doctors and nurses were treating severe burns on the body of a burly man, who else would it be if not Marco. It was he who managed to escape the castle in the explosion and it turns out that the explosion did not put him in a coma. Indeed he is very strong, his outer skin alone is injured no internal organs are affected, which is why his smile is not merely entertainment for him but victory by his immunity.

How will Alfarel fight him later, is their competition only to capture Xela alone? or is it just Marco's greed to destroy his enemy?