Trapped by the Love of Leaning
Fucking thing.
"Prepare everything"
^^^"Fine Mr. Roy"^^^
He asks, I'm not wrong, I just run errands, he's looking for trouble, so don't blame me.
Helping a heavy breath as heavy as his duty back he exhaled, heh execution again his inner.
Why so many people do not know themselves in this world.
He was upset that so many blacklisted people have been asking to be executed lately, and that would obviously make his duties and sins increase.
He grimaced rolling his eyes lazy, he could not imagine what if his mother knew that his son often finish humans like this.
Riska was just about to get out of the hospital, she had to go home after Citra came to replace her to look after her mother. Today is so tiring, how else this is the form of service to the parents who live alone, the only, having the same nature as the mother makes her very close and so loving to the woman who gave birth to her.
"Mbak Riska.." Someone called him, he turned to the source of the voice, then dark, he could no longer see anything along with the slowly collapsing body.
Jason was sleeping Misca in his room, after dinner together last night, now he is seen playing his role as a good papa, stroking the top of the little girl's head which slowly began to close her eyes.
Before long Misca was slumbering with regular-sounding breath, Jason peeked briefly at the princess's forehead.
"Good night, dear..."
He went to his girlfriend's room, wanted to just bode for a while before going home, or rather before going to play.
"By..." Call her to a woman who is fun to play a mobile phone while lying in bed.
He approached and spread himself beside his woman, hugging her from behind.
"By.." feeling ignored, because Shirleen was still focusing on her phone, she stroked her lover's stomach, while occasionally seeing what seemed so exciting her lover saw on the screen of the damn thing.
"By..." Jason is still in a patient mode that can explode at any time, ah really like this is a courtship person, like a patience training debut.
"By.." so spoiled, but again to no avail, the magic of the damn thing was able to defeat this fondness.
Prraannggg...
Shirleen reflexively rose from the fall, staring at the nanar on the now-destroyed phone scattered, looking at the culprit, wanting to tear the man in front of her, but he still has patient stock considering he is also wrong.
"By... My phone !"
"Who told you to be engrossed in that damn thing"
"But there's no need to throw either" Shirleen protested.
Jason turned his back on his girlfriend, Shirleen succeeded, he was upset again, but he was very patient considering how difficult he was to hold back. And Shirleen, her lover seemed diligent in draining her patience.
Jason was silent, the more the bolster he hugged, really at this time he did not want to hurt his lover with his anger that exploded.
He got up and walked towards the bathroom, not getting close to Shirleen, well for now that's all he can do to keep things safe.
"By..." Shirleen, who is shrouded in guilt, thinks Jason's actions are a form of anger. He kept knocking on the bathroom door.
"By. forgive me" Shirleen still tried to talk, though no word was given.
"By..."
"By..."
While inside, Jason was still looking at his face in the mirror, eyes met eyes glaring at himself, he was paying attention to his ears from the thrilling call of his heart. He is still trying to control himself.
Patience is a test, patience is a test...
While in a skyscraper, on the top floor of the building, the middle-aged man closed his eyes to see what he had just found.
Sighing heavily, he really did not want this kind of situation.
"I must act" he said, still closing his eyes, leaning his body against his seat of greatness.
His two bodyguards were faithfully awaiting this order from his master.
He thought, what else should he do but let everything happen to the plan he was going to execute, he could do nothing but wait for the right time.
"Keep watching the devil's son"
"Report everything to me, if there's anything out of bounds like yesterday, let me know immediately"
"Okay sir" the two bodyguards replied and passed away to carry out their duties.
He leaned his head against the desk. Deep down, he felt like he had failed.
In this solitude, a single tear breaks from its angle, men cannot cry, but this makes them so fragile.
I can't Pa, he's exactly like you...
The shadow of his late father made him so weak in the face of everything that happened. He can be powerful and invincible in the business world, but neglect to educate a child is a big blow to him, he so feels failed to be a parent.
Seriate...
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