
Sarla continued to sweep her gaze around in such a crowded place, a hat still made her face slightly closed so that no one would recognize her there.
Occasionally he avoids children running around, receiving some product brochures and calls to donate, until he stops soon at a large enough stand there with a red heart, the symbol of a red heart, not yet had time to find the figure of Juless, Sarla had seen clearly Juless was there, the man seemed to be recording something standing watching.
Sarla's eyes sparkled, she gulped, what a longing that was bursting no longer know how she explained it, “Julss how are you? Julss I'm here, do you remember me?” The sad face commented that the smile felt a little relieved, he saw that it seemed like Juless was fine at this moment.
A few minutes Sarla stood there watching Juless from afar, then she walked again, about to buy drinks or snacks while watching some attractions and carnavals there.
So many people with colorful costumes and classical music that is performed so melodiously.
It should be very pleasing everyone looks bubbly together out, partner or colleagues but not him, he is alone.
“Hi Julss, don't you remember I used to take you to carnival?” Again and again Sarla reminisces about her story with Juless, making a few drops of her tears fall to the surface of her face.
As with Juless, let alone a moment like this that evokes memories, even just silence every day he always remembers Sarla all things his army and who went somewhere.
Night crawled up, the crowd was getting felt there, Sarla was waiting in line to buy a light meal for him there, Sarla, the cold air made Sarla embrace herself as if she needed a warm drink and a few slices of bread coming out of the toaster.
Sarla kept looking ahead to see how long it was her turn, it seemed like there were soon only two more people ahead of her.
The sound of the dance music next to Sarla turned her head when Sarla was heartbroken as if she wanted to escape from her denial right at the end of the dark far road there she saw Morean.
“No it might just be similar!” Sarla tried to calm herself down by continuing to sharpen her viewer to see clearly, she looked down in fear and the longer the face became clearer even though it was covered in a hat, it was really her, the demon man.
Sarla becomes not because it feels like she wants to disappear from there, she immediately went from the line of sale of food was not so buy.
His hasty and frightened steps, he covered his face into the crowded place, it was obvious that the man must have been from his house and found him not to exist.
Clearly the demon and half wolf's droplets must have been so wrathful not to find Sarla at home, just look at her cruel and serious face earlier.
Sarla who was running around was now stopped, when she realized it seemed wrong to enter the place, on this side there was a more solemn event like she entered an organization group that was about to go up to the stage of the event, the bright pink dress is very striking there because it is different among people with the same white costume there.
Damnit…
Sarla grutu immediately covered her face running away.
No longer concerned with shame and now the spotlight in that place because it was wrong to embrace the crowd, the laughter of the crowd was so broken seemed to laugh at him who was wrong to enter and leave it.
“God...It's up to me to shame or whatever I beg you not to meet me with that half-demon wolf.…”
Sarla doesn't even realize she's running in front of the stands and where Juless is, obviously he saw there Juless and the others were laughing at someone who was wrong in the middle of the open field but suddenly Juless' laughter receded when he saw the running woman's hand, there was a large circle of birthmarks on the woman's wrist that made her come to her senses and remember something.
“SARLA, BABY?” Juless is wide-eyed, not waiting for him to immediately throw his original working equipment and jump off the fence stand immediately chasing the woman with the Sarla-like birthmark, it can't be just the same and coincidentally, it's not possible, Juless memorized how Sarla's hands and the way she ran her entire gesture.
Suddenly Sarla became short of breath, it turns out Juless saw him and recognized him who ran, “God help me..” Not want to avoid Julls but really danger is near us.
Sarla's steps did not stop her legs were so trembling fear was getting faster running, she faced two things at once a figure of the devil is also a lover that he missed so much.
Two people who are uncles and nephews who make his life a mess.
It felt like he wanted to scream, Sarla continued to run even though it felt so tired, that he felt no longer strong no longer knew where to go all the places so dangerous and could not hide.
Sarla turned into a small hallway so panicked, but it seemed she had misstep the hallway she entered was a dead end, she panicked and stopped her eyes looking at a door, not waiting while looking back Sarla just went into an open door there, no matter what, a dark and hot place he entered seemed to be a machine room.
Sarla was looking for a place hidden in the dark place was a little lighting there, she was less able to see but still some of the side is a little dimmer and show the condition of the room, he said, Sarla was crouching immediately behind the messy stuff and piled there.
From far away Morean saw that, Juless who ran after someone was obvious and unmistakably it was Sarla who he was after.
Morean growls Sarla absolutely cannot be given the gentleness she colonizes and treads on a reckless trust appeared in front of Juless on purpose.
A post on his phone makes Juless stop, Juless wants to ignore but when he hears it is a special tone of call for the uncle, finally Juless stopped meaning that if Morean called was he was about to announce an important thing.
With a breath that was cut short and a little annoyed Jules lifted it.
“Hemm..”.
“Come home, grandpa suddenly drop, don't regret if it's too late!” Morean turned off his call after commanding decisively.
Juless squeezes her phone out of annoyance, Grandpa and Sarla are two important things, if she searches for Sarla she will be late to meet the grandfather, and Sarla is, he did not know what was going on, his grandfather would have gone back to the creator, but if he had gone he would have lost track of Sarla.
“SIALL..” Juless did not know where Sarla had run he lost track when calling earlier, Jules swept her eyes again around here so crowded how could she find him.
“SARLA! Why are you avoiding me, what am I wrong!” The look of annoyed and disappointed faces attached to Jules's face, no doubt it was true Sarla because she ran and dodged.
Juless decided to come back soon after he saw it was difficult to chase someone in a crowded place, Juless' face was so frustrated, he felt sad, disappointed and upset who became one, the one, why is Sarla like that? Then if he's here does he live in this town now?
Seeing Juless who had gone, Morean continued his steps, he saw Sarla just like a turn at the end of the road, he allowed his hat to immediately step there.
Morean's frustration had soared on Sarla, he was given a little heart now stepped on him back there, very much what Morean guessed, Sarla turned right at the end of the road there was a small aisle Morean also turned there.
His net took a sharp look at the passageway and it turned out to be a dead end passageway.
“OUT!” Morean said firmly, when his eyes saw a half-opened door, a minute he silently stared intently at the door convinced once Sarla hid inside, “OUT NOW OR YOU WILL KNOW THE CONSEQUENCES!” Morean chuckled again, successfully making the frightened Sarla crouch between the pile items hugging her knees.
Bruack….
Morean kicked the door violently, he was so ignited on this Sarla once it was very bubbling, as if ready to pounce on it completely or make it into dust, the woman tried again to see Juless meet him in the back and just a little more Juless managed to find him.
"OORCHAAA!!! OUT!!!!!"
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