
The next morning at the headquarters of the Wolf Clan
"ZIKOOOO" cried Alvino who ran to and fro looking for the whereabouts of Ziko.
"Argh son of a bitch, where did he go?" he was upset when he could not find Ziko.
Until Alvino remembered that Ziko was drunk last night.
"Is he still behind the base?" his murmurs were directly running towards the back of the headquarters.
Chequelek
And yes, like a sea of humans in the park behind the base.
Led by Ziko and Zen, all the guards lay on top of the clump.
Alvino quickly approached Ziko who was sleeping cuddling with Zen.
"Ziko quickly woke up," she woke Ziko up and tried to let go of her second hug.
"What a bastard, in the morning was screaming," he said to Alvino with eyes still closed.
"Wake up and let's go pray" Alvino, who tried to wake Ziko up, tugged at her hand.
Ziko immediately opened her eyes when she heard Alvino's invitation.
"Where did you say you were?" tanyanya.
"Worship," replied Alvino with such enthusiasm and enthusiasm.
Ziko sat down and looked at Alvino.
He then checked Alvino's forehead.
"Not hot. Did you just finish from the hmpp bath," Alvino immediately silenced Ziko's mouth.
"Udah don't have much cincong. Let's hunt us pray," he asked while pulling the hands of Ziko and Zen to immediately go to the Monastery.
••••
The Vihara
They have performed very solemn prayers even though Zen's life has only been collected in half.
"It looks like you got something happy to go back to praying here after yesterday swearing at me with all your rude swearing" Ziko muttered guess.
"It's not just something happy that will probably last forever" replied Alvino with a smile that was so bright
"If you could know what is eternal?" asked Ziko who was suddenly curious.
Alvino, with a shy smile, recalled the adorable beautiful face of Shakila last night.
"Side of my life," he replied shyly making Zen almost fall on the floor so surprised him.
Ziko who was surprised to hear that stood up without making a prostration.
"Living companion? Really? Who her? Is she as pretty as Lea?" ask Ziko who started kepo.
"Keep, you have not prostrated," pressed Alvino to make Ziko immediately prostrate and again stand worshiping the statue of the god in front of him.
"Where did you meet him? When did that happen?" ask Ziko with all the questions she has listed in her head.
"Yesterday on the way home. Well even though she's not as pretty as Lea, but she's so adorable" she replied shyly recalling her own silly behavior last night.
Ziko mangosteen was slow and happy with the news.
Zen who had been silent and only listened to Alvino's story was really made to not believe the miracle that happened to Alvino.
"How can his prayer be fulfilled when he mentions the name of a god who is clearly wrong? Does the god mahabarata really exist?" zen murmured softly where he was made to worry at this moment to pray.
Quietly Zen glanced at Ziko and Alvino who were so solemn in prayer.
"God Mahabarata, help your servant, meet me with a beautiful woman who 11 12 looks like Leah, if you can't, check out again, god, may be late or taper as well as Alvino, my soul mate should be as beautiful as Lea, period," her prayers seriously and repeatedly.
While outside the temple there are two monks who are reluctant to enter when they see three men praying.
"Children today yes, they began to pray in order to improve themselves. They are very solemn," the monk praised the three of them.
"Are they not the men we brought with us because of the difficulty of walking after a long prayer?" the big monk narrowed his gaze then looked at the brio car parked in front of the monastery.
"Ah yes it was them, finally they returned to pray here after one week did not come," he said with pleasure when he could meet them.
"But wait, what happened to the two men, all of them black" asked the other monk when he saw Ziko and Zen, all of whom were black.
"Maybe he prayed for too long to not take a bath for a few days, have we never gone through such a thing when he was about to be appointed bhante?" the other monk seemed to understand.
Though they only know if the cause of Ziko and Zen black is because of the explosion of firecrackers last night not because of praying for days.
•••
Berlyn could guess who was inside his house saw a black sports car parked epic in front of the house remembering last night his brother's story.
Berlyn went inside the house and found no one there.
It feels like he is so nervous that he beats so bad at the moment.
His steps reflexively lead to his room to be able to find Sarvel's whereabouts.
And sure enough, when Berlyn opened the door to his room, Sarvel was seen lying on his bed with his back.
That sweet smile my reflexes were on Berlyn's thin lips.
He moved his feet toward Sarvel, who was asleep on his bed.
Yesterday night Berlyn did call him, but if you came to the house Verrel asked for it.
I don't know what Verrel did to Sarvel, Berlyn just obeyed the words of his cousin's brother.
But Verrel said last night that if Sarvel stayed at his house obeying Verrel's only alibi to test Sarvel, it meant Sarvel was sincere and serious with Berlyn.
Because that's exactly what Verrel wanted.
He just wanted to see the seriousness of Sarvel.
Although he had to do a little drama to tell me about Berlyn who was married.
And Berlyn himself could see if Sarvel was sincere with him.
Not because he stayed overnight in his house but rather the little things Sarvel did without Verrel knowing.
Like silently trailing the bus that Berlyn ride when returning from the office, and many more small things Sarvel did that were able to make Berlyn's heart come back to life.
Therefore, Berlyn decided to cancel her marriage yesterday and chose Sarvel as the person who will accompany her later.
Slowly Berlyn sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Sarvel who looked asleep at this moment.
Silently he smiled faintly when he saw Sarvel who was asleep at this time.
It felt like Berlyn wanted to wake her up right now and say that she loved him.
Too bad Berlyn felt heartless and preferred to wait for him to wake up later.
Berlyn was about to move from the edge of the bed but Sarvel's voice made her turn.
"Are you going to leave without saying a word after lying to me?" Berlyn frowned not understanding Sarvel's accusation.
Slowly Sarvel turned around until their gazes met.
Brugh
"The sarvel!" peekkik Berlyn when Sarvel pulled her hand to lie down with him.
"Why don't you wake me up and just leave after I've been here all night to look after your house while you're on business" she told Berlyn.
Berlyn just kept silent and observed Sarvel's battered face.
"What brother did this?" asked Berlyn while gently rubbing Sarvel's face.
Sarvel shook her head slowly.
"Don't switch the conversation, answer my question," he pressed with a slight chill.
Berlyn then changed his position to tilt to the right to face each other with Sarvel.
"Did you say I was married?" Sarvel nodded making Berlyn smile.
"Don't I say if I'm not getting married, do you trust me more or Verrel's sister?" the question behind made Sarvel immediately change her facial expression.
"really? You're not getting married? But your brother said you'd be married to his office mate" Sarvel's header made Berlyn chuckle.
"Sir Verrel was just joking," he replied affirming here to make Sarvel cluck rudely and swearing Verrel in her heart.
Berlyn stroked the soft corner of Sarvel's injured lip.
"What did you do to get battered like this?" muttered Berlyn Lirih who was astonished by Sarvel where he was always injured when it came to him.
Sarvel just stood still and looked at the beautiful bead in front of her.
Without answering Berlyn's question, Sarvel grabbed Berlyn's nape and whipped out at the thin lips a little aggressively and wildly.
Slowly Sarvel overcame Berlyn's body where she did not give Berlyn a second to breathe.
Berlyn held down the chest of Sarvel's field with a hunting breath.
"You'll be more battered after this when Verrel knows," he joked to Sarvel, who he looked so passionate about conveying his current longing to Berlyn.
"Fight with battered, if necessary I will make a child this morning," he replied plainly and again ******* those sweet lips with excitement.