ALARAIN: Big Identity
your death

Call me Rain's

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Alarain complained in his heart for the most part. He was forced to sit in a man's car which forced him to drive him. That's not good nor is it bad. Justine's concern makes Alarain not like it.

Alarain got out of the car in a hurry. Justine frowned. "Not offer me entry?"

Alarain stopped, "Tell your enemies that I'm not your girlfriend!"

"Hey where there is like that I have no enemies!" Justine panic. Heart hardens. Suddenly his mind floated as he looked at the wound on Alarain's back. "Ra, don't tell me. ," I don't think Justine wants to accept reality.

"Yes. Just as you think! So, can't you not stick to me? And being misunderstood?" Alarain. He continued his steps that had stopped it. But, Justine's sudden embrace greeted him. The man seemed to really like to hug people.

Alarain could not have explained everything to Justine. But, for some reason something concerning the man felt like, that Alarain did need.

"Other times can't you have a lot of emotions? Girls should have a backrest. Ra, if there's anything to say to me!"

Justine still faithfully hugged Alarain from behind tightly. And Alarain grimaced. But he didn't say what. Alarain couldn't resist Justine's warm embrace, why?

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In Japan.

Justine's bullying behavior of the little girl is heard by the board of directors. He also said Justine went to Indonesia just to chase the girl. With information, girls are ugly, girls are not smart, education is low, but one thing is taboo. He is a man who has no power. Alarain Jayden poor.

Beni Robert's heart burst when he heard the information. The fight to be first has to be like this, right? Drop each other.

"So will you all still choose Justine as CEO? While his current attitude does not reflect as a leader." His words that were able to make some of the board of directors who would choose Justine doubted their decision.

It is not just a mere talk if Justine is the most genius descendant. Justine's accomplishments since young have been a highlight in Japan.

Who is the person who is able to complete three master's degrees within three years? Or who else could elevate the name of the company with Justine's suggestions that could bring down nature. That one guy is in demand by many Japanese girls. But, why for the sake of a brat Justine was willing to leave the leadership? This is inappropriate.

The meeting continued to be postponed because the main players did not exist. Despite being urged by Mr. Fareht, Justine did not return to Japan. Except for one day of that time, his proud grandson returns only to see his father still lying.

Mr. Fareht, snorted as everyone whispered and he knew everything about Justine. The household of his two sons had no common sense. So, should he give this leadership seat? Can't do. From start to finish this chair will be occupied eh Justine. Must.

"The CEO's choice will continue if Justine is around. The rest, I will be holding back this empty position!"

It is not impossible for Mr. Fareht to return. Because he was the one who started the Morenza Group company from the beginning. But, after he gets older and older, not if everyone's performance will decline. To be a great leader, shouldn't it take a great and capable person?

"Meeting completed. Justine's problem! He has his own goal!"

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Flash Back's! Warn me!

"Is this the girl the young master said?"

The night was dark, the man spoke with a slight whisper to the other man - his comrades. The corner of the injured mouth slightly raised, giving a grin that had deep meaning. Alarain remained silent in the seat with both his hands and feet tied. However, he had full awareness of the situation. How he got here was a negligent thing that he did not notice.

"Sir Beni told us not to touch her."

"At the end of the day, this beautiful girl is going to die, right?" The interrupted one does not accept. "We'll do it first, before she becomes a pretty corpse!"

"Don't fuckers!" The half-gondrong man stopped the hand of his friend who was about to start touching the girl's thigh. "After your lust is satisfied, you will die!" Dreadedly.

Maybe the man thought back to what his friend said. I nodded in agreement, but inwardly regretted that an item as good and beautiful as this could not be used.

Alarain frowned in his heart. Waiting for an opportunity to attack these two people. But there's no. Vaguely Alarain could hear the man behind this kidnapping. Beni's? If honestly, Alarain had never dealt with a man named Beni in his entire life.

Alarain pressed the vein of his right hand hard, then he spoke in him quietly. "Location, the building is stranded pelastik factory, in the forest of the city of Bandung."

Ten minutes later, a loud movement sounded from outside. Alraian further sharpened his ears. Five men in black suits entered, but the darkness of Alarain's eyes, making him unable to see the appearance of these people. For sure Alarain could feel their cruelty.

Alarain jerks. An outstretched hand dragged him and he rebelled. The bond between his hands and feet had been broken. Two people dragged him left and right. With all her might, the girl broke down her support. The two men in suits did not expect, Alarain would break away easily.

Alarainic. The girl opened the cloth covering her head violently and inhaled a voracious breath. His light gaze was directed at the two people who were now knocked down.

"Wait a minute to catch it!" Japanese accent is heard. Now Alarain quite understood why this happened to him.

There was a fistfight. The slender girl fought seven large and violent men. Alarain quickened his attack, he was surrounded and they attacked him simultaneously. "Damn!"

Alarain rubbed the blood coming out of the corner of his mouth.

"You all right?" A warm voice swept over the fist.

"I never did anything!" Alarain established an attacking position. "You just need to help me clean up instead of crippling!" That way, Alarain started fighting again. Five minutes later, the seven men were lying on this dirty floor.

Alarain turned around - staring at Hans who was resuscitating his wall to the factory door. "Regular. Take it to the training ground!" Declared.

But before Alerain actually, go. A liquid that hit his back made him squint a little. Maddened. This guy deserves to die. His steps he continued with his flat expression. He reached out to Hans, and he gladly gave what Alarain meant.

A rifle with white lotus flowers as its mark, attracted the attention of the five men in suits. The color of the white lotus flower, which became a nightmare of the underworld. Now in front of them.

Someone even quivered, "Teratai .. white,"

The underworld knew how dangerous the white lotus was. He's a forgery that can't be faked. He's the essence of the darkness of the underworld. Someone with a cold and creepy face. One thing is more important, no one dared to copy, the icon. The white lotus is the symbol, your death.

Alarain has cold eyes. Even he did not feel his back pain due to the liquid. The seven big bodies retreated slowly. Crawl and get out of the disturbing reality of 'Your Death'. Black names defying the laws of nature.

The gun was Alarain holding with his left hand, his muzzle pointing down and as Alarain stepped, the girl slowly tightened her grip against the gun. His steps swung slowly, but in the minds of the seven men Alarain was like an angel of death ready to forcibly uproot their lives. But it is.

Your death's.

Come close.  Role-playing. Deadening. Full-falsity.

One of them shakily pointed a gun at Alarain. And Alarain still faithfully walked slowly. Intimidated.

Dor.

Alarain. The jagged bullet he was holding casually. If you ask if anyone can catch a bullet. Your death is the answer.