
The next morning, as usual Verrel would come to Berlyn's house, his cousin to drive him to work.
Verrel raised his eyebrows when he found a car in front of Berlyn's house.
Perplexed Verrel got out of his car and immediately got inside Berlyn's house to see who the guests were coming this early.
Chequelek
The first thing Verrel saw was a couple of guys sleeping so romantically on the couch.
Verrel closed the door again and looked at the courtyard and door of Berlyn's house.
"This is his house" he murmured, who opened the door again.
Verrel let out a heavy sigh as he still saw something similar and closed the door again.
"Is my eye in trouble?" he murmured while rubbing his eyes and re-opened the door.
And the result remained the same, he still saw the two men sleeping so affectionately on the sofa.
"No longer this, I need to burn his house, since when he sleeps with a man when he's at home" Verrel murmured as he took water from the kitchen.
Verrel brought a glass of water and returned to the living room.
Shurr
Verrel deliberately doused Sarvel without watering Berlyn.
"Arghhhh cold," cried Sarvel who was surprised when her face was wet.
Berlyn who was surprised by the screams immediately woke up.
"Sister," Berlyn murmured in surprise when she saw Verrel standing beside her.
"Please don't get me wrong, I just accompanied her to bed awww," her ringis as Berlyn pinched her stomach so hard.
"Yaaa, hurry before you're executed by him" Berlyn threw out Sarvel's hand to get out of the house.
"Is your husband an executioner? She's so fierce, if you marry me, maybe you'll live happily" Sarvel teased that she wanted to see Berlyn's reaction when she believed Verrel was her husband.
"Fuck him, executioner or whatever, at least he can kill you" he replied, pushing Sarvel into his car.
"Yaaa, where are you going?" verrel shouted from inside the house while carrying a knife.
Sarvel who saw it immediately entered his car.
Berlyn encourages Verrel and persuades him to enter the house.
"Wiuhhh," Hela breathes Sarvel when she survives Verrel.
"How could he have a sister like that? He was indeed worthy of being made an angel of life along with Alvino," he murmured, who was always reminded of the afterlife.
Sarvel was about to run her car when she felt safe and there was nothing to worry about now.
But Sarvel's gaze was fixed on a small cardboard box in the passenger seat beside the steering wheel.
Sarvel looked to the left right and then immediately took the small cardboard.
A paper with a splash of blood.
LOOKS LIKE YOU'VE BEEN SO SCARED THAT YOU'VE BEEN LOOKING AFTER HIM ALL NIGHT. IT IS A PITY THAT WE WILL MEET IN THE FUTURE. I NEED TO WAIT FOR SOMEONE TO PLAY THIS FUN THING. WAIT FOR ME IN 5 YEARS, I'LL SAY HELLO TO YOU.
He wrote it on the paper with the blood splashing.
"****," Sarvel said when Archellio sent the letter.
"He was trying to play El and the Wolf Clan," he muttered as he squeezed the paper.
Sarvel then drove her car to the base.
Sarvel had to tell them all about the message Archellio left last night in his car.