Young Mom's
PART 62'S
Walking between the dark and stuffy hallways, his feet stopped stepping in front of an iron door that looked solid. The two bodyguards who were in front of the door bowed respectfully then opened the door slowly.
Srengs...
An oblique smile was instantly plastered on Agas' flat face. The sound of the pounding of shoes sounded very loud in this quiet room.
"Hows it? ready to meet death?" Ask Agas to LC who sat down. Around his body were mounted handcuffs as well as strong chains.
"I'm not going to die that fast!" Sarcas LC.
Agas chuckled softly and then picked up the black leather gloves, "With this kind of situation alone. You can still be confident.extraordinary."
"Currently, is that a compliment!?" LC clucked cynically while raising his face looking at Agas who seemed to be choosing a weapon.
Agas rubbed his folding knife which contained ancient carvings on its handle, "You can think of it. If you want to."
Agas turned his body facing towards the LC who was looking at him cynically, his feet were walking slowly with his hands and eyes busy admiring the carving of his folding knife.
"I made this special for you. I've never tried it because it's my favorite knife. But, because we have a special guest. I'd be happy to give you a gift with my knife" Agas said.
LC just fell silent without responding, while Agas began to carry out his action by scraping the LC cheek using the tip of his knife eye, "I will not hesitate, LC. You started this, and I'll end it. By sending yourself to hell of course."
"Mafia like you isn't scared, are you? if I make your body split into pieces, you will be happy" Agas said in a flat tone as he did not hear the ringing from the LC's mouth.
LC just grinned slowly making Agas smile more and more. His hands began to carve on LC's face with his flat face but his lips smiled widely.
scarley! there was no dominant emotion on his face. While the LC simply closed its eyes withstanding the pain on his face, his hands clenched tightly as Agas deliberately pressed his knife.
"Speak. I don't like my game to feel quiet!"
Shut up, LC kept her mouth shut with her eyes tightly shut until a frown appeared in the corner of her eye, "You know? holding onto something is not good!" Gumam Agas's.
The hand with the glove bandage took the sewing thread with a needle and then cut the wound he caused.
"Akhs!"
"Good! keep going! I like it when "my playmate" makes a sound!" Pekik Agas happy with lips that always smile.
While the LC stared at Agas sharply, Agas was only speechless with that flat and happy face. The seams stopped beside the LC nose, then stood carrying a hammer that looked rusty.
"Do you remember this thing?" Ask Agas while wiping the hammer.
"You killed my brother with this. And before I finish you off I want to give you a hahaha vajengan."
Agas turned to face LC who looked a little grimace, while Agas smiled proudly at his work, "You are here because of your actions. What you do, that's what you'll get later. Proven right?"
Prak...
"Akh!" Screeched LC when Agas threw the hammer on his knee, it felt like his bones had broken or not cracked.
"Ups, sorry. I intentionally!" Say Agas with a slanted smile.
Agas took back the hammer with eyes that glanced at LC, instantly the smile disappeared replaced with a face without emotion.
Arakk...
Brakes...
"Akhhh shit!" LC shouted as he felt the bone on his shoulder crack.
"Hihihi fun! it was like being at a kids birthday party. Do you have any candy in your body?"
The truck...
The truck...
The truck...
"ASSHOLE!" LC screams full of revenge and anger.
Gias laughed elegantly then walked around the chair that was seated on LC, "My game is elegant, isn't it?"
"It turns out this is fun too. I can reverse your death, so much fun!" Said Agas enthusiastically.
Brakes...
"Akhs! akhc!" LC's screams were heard shortly after Agas hit the LC's head with his hammer.
Blood seemed to have smeared LC's face, Agas increasingly giggled made. He thinks it looks funny like playing a child's game, "Hm. It seems I cannot reverse your death. I have to see my girl."
LC was just silent busy collecting some of his life that was lost where added to his eyes that looked very blurry.
Prak...
The truck...The truck...
"Akkh, motherfucker. I'll pay you back!"
Heedless of LC's words, his hand was busy hitting LC's back with his hammer, Byur... Fresh blood comes out of the mouth of LC with a large amount.
Tracks. jelb.
Agas impatiently pierced the LC's back with a bruntal while the LC grimaced, shouting in rebellion as Agas was about to release the knife that stuck in his back.
"Say your last word?" Agas asked in a flat tone as well as the hand holding the handle of the knife stuck on the LC's back which seemed to be scraping a bit of his heart.
"I-I'll kill you A-gas" said the LC in a brick.
"Of course," Agas smiled sweetly and then took off his knife and stuck it back into the heart of the LC.
Gelb...
"YES!" LC's screams sounded loud.
"That's impossible" continued with a sweet smile.
...~o0o~....
"ARSEN! WHAT'S THIS! WHAT'S WITH YOUR FACE! WHY DO YOU LOOK UGLY NOW!" The screams that echoed throughout the mansion shocked Arsen who had just set foot in the living room.
"Why? how come? Arsenic, your good looks dropped to zero point by a few percent!" Pekik Azila's.
Arsen rolled his eyes lazy, go home instead of being greeted with a sweet smile and gentle attention even a scream and screech did not forget the behavior of Azila who was always random.
"I'm tired, baby. Go to yuk's room, "Take Arsen while unbuttoning his shirt.
"To the room? why?" Azila asked innocently not forgetting her head that was tilted with her forehead shriveling deeply.
Arsen smiled forcefully, he was really confused by himself. How can he love a woman with all random behavior like Azila, is not the soul mate a reflection of himself? but why does it feel like Arsen is getting a match that is inversely proportional? what is the moment of the division of the soul mate, their soul mate is exchanged?
Arsen took Azila's hand to ride the elevator to their room and sat Azila on the edge of their mattress when they reached the room.
"Wait here yeah, I take a shower first" Arsen said.
Azila nods innocently and sits down with a henchman until Arsen comes out of the bathroom with a fresh look. Arsen sat beside Azila and hugged Azila tightly, he missed this woman. Although it was more or less two days apart.
"Why come home late? don't know if I miss," Azila said by hugging Arsen tightly, her nose had sniffed the smell of Arsen's body which was very opiate for her.
"Kan Agas took care of Airin first, so there I replaced his duties," explained Arsen.
"Have you seen Airin?" Azila asked as she looked up to see every sculpture on Arsen's face that looked perfect.
"It was before here" replied Arsen.
"I got scared" muttered Azila, Arsen loosened his arms and looked at Azila inside.
"Fear why?" Arsen asked, "Like Airin," Azila replied slowly.
Arsen smiled faintly, "That will never happen. Take it easy, I'll always take care of you honey."
"Hm right. And also from now on, you get master two," Azila said with her sweet smile while Arsen looked at Azila confusedly.
"Don't I just have you?" Arsen asked confusedly.
Azila shook her head with her sweet smile, "No. I've split myself, baby."
Arsen's eyeballs fiddled after understanding what Azila was talking about, "You-?" Arsen asked hanging while looking at Azila's stomach while Azila just nodded with a smile.
"Pregnant!!"
