Bare With Bastard
I love it when you do!
"Son?" Ayaz was astonished, what did he mean?
"Why?" dennis asked, he was a little surprised when he saw the expression Ayaz had put on.
"Ah... Yes, Mr. Dennis, I think you need to see Dr. Mike to take the medicine, Dr. Mike is among those who never work above five in the afternoon, maybe he can still wait for you in the seconds approaching this time. I will take you." said Marco quickly, fortunately he could think quickly about an excuse, because if not, Marco shook his head he was really not ready Ayaz knew everything.
"Hemm, that's right! Ayaz, I have to say goodbye because maybe after this I will return to the village, keep my health, do not waste my blood" Dennis said goodbye.
Ayaz was a little awkward, he felt something strange from Marco's attitude, but he nodded as a farewell to someone who had saved his life. "Contact me if you need anything, I'll visit you later, because our blood has been fused, we should have been blooded already! Didn't you?" Ayaz chuckled a little to melt the atmosphere.
"Well, you're right, we're blood!" suhut Dennis who was also accompanied by laughter.
Marco immediately took Dennis to Mike's room, on the way he sent a message to Mike to immediately pack the medicine that Dennis would take in these days, Marco smiled with relief, saying, almost the identity of her and Ayaz is revealed.
...***...
"What am I supposed to do with this undead?" muttered Jovan, asking himself, for him Ayaz was truly heart-felt, he was assigned to guard such a bastard Sian in a hidden place like this, like this, it was very curious to feel Jovan throw the helpless body of Sian into the sea, well if only he was brave.
Sian, the old man's condition was so alarming, his powerless body was filled with whip wounds, some were also filled with some sort of sharp object scratches, his white shirt was already filled with bloodstains everywhere, his body also seemed to have fever, maybe heat, but Jovan did not want to touch him at all, he was also disgusted and suddenly became inhuman when required to face a human who he considered really evil.
For some reason when he saw Sian, he suddenly became the fear of Ayaz, lost the attitude of caring for his fellowmen.
Jovan took the phone in his pocket, how many times he stared at the contact named Rymi, but stopped himself calling, Jovan was afraid Ayaz considered it unreliable.
"But what if he dies?" ask Jovan again.
"Ayaz may not be content to torture him, should he just die?"
"Aaishhh, this is sickening, I have to take care of people like him, useless!"
"Hey you, hold on even longer, you must wait for more grievous torment, let my sister-in-law's revenge be avenged!" he said to Sian who was curled up on the floor, his hands and feet and body were bound by iron wire with sharp wire spines, Marco did that so that Sian could feel more alive to feel how tormented he was right now. Until it feels right, Sian really hopes death will come to pick him up soon.
Just imagine, to move too, Sian must be reluctant to do it. The barbed wire would puncture and even tear his body apart, as he felt the pain and wanted to shout, unfortunately Sian was no longer able to make a sound, Marco was quite satisfied for the torture.
Sian's eyes kept on closing, Jovan got up and started taking Sian's hand, checking the pulse on the man's wrist, indeed it was still there even though Jovan felt Sian's pulse was so weak.
"No way, I have to call Rymi, Marco has to know Sian's situation, it would be nice if this old man died at the hands of those two people."
This time, with no hesitation, Jovan contacted Rymi, reporting on Sian's current condition, waiting for what Marco or Ayaz would order next.
...***...
"I'm worried about you!" yaren said, Marco has allowed him to freely meet Ayaz, and that makes him so happy. Finally Yaren could be satisfied looking at the handsome face of her husband.
"Hey! What's going to happen?" ayaz asked with a hint of laughter.
"That's it, you're too relaxed Ayaz!" annoyed Yaren, she was so worried about her husband, but what is this, which is feared it does not feel anything to worry about. Absolutely vain.
"I can't take this seriously, but it's actually better for me than something worse" Ayaz said.
"Yes, I thought at least you would know me as your husband" Ayaz replied.
"I don't understand? What would I know you as?"
Ayaz stroked his wife's cheek, "Yaren, do you know anything about me from anyone else?" ayaz asked suddenly, should he be honest about himself now, well... Why else hide something.
Yaren was a little confused, her eyes looked at Ayaz's eyes, so shady, should Yaren be honest, that indeed this ear had heard something else about her husband.
"Tell me!" Ayaz's Word.
Yaren shook her head, "I'm still waiting, I'll keep waiting for you to tell me, I don't want to hear anything from anyone else about you, who's my husband, what kind of person he is, I only believe what comes out of your mouth." said Yaren, trying to convince her heart.
"Aahhhh, it feels like your answer is quite comforting to me!" Ayaz Goda. "Thank you for saying that, if your answer is so, then I assume you've heard something else about me from someone else." again and again Ayaz smiled sweetly, "Isn't that right?"
"Yaz..."
"Yaren, you can't lie or hide anything from me!"
"What's so obvious?"
"Well, to me you're so untalented!"
"How else is it.." Yaren's lips pursed, she was a little annoyed that she could not be pleasant. But what Ayaz felt was just the opposite.
"You're the worst!" Ayaz pinched Yaren's cheek, "You're worried about me?" tanyanya.
"Before, but I don't think now, you're too excited for the size of a person to worry about!" sindir Yaren's.
"Whoaaa, you've been braver it turns out." said Ayaz did not want to lose. "I miss you Yaren!" said again.
"Yes?"
Ayaz looked at his hand which was still in limitation, the infusion still lingered there, whereas he was eager to hug his wife at this time. What an inconsiderate situation! The grunt in the heart.
"Yes, longing for both of us, it's just you and me, we're doing crazy stuff around the bed sheet, and then you're gonna yell my name no hen..." Ayaz could not continue his words as Yaren's hand had already smothered her mouth tightly.
"Ayaz, you... How can you not be ashamed to talk about such a thing." protested Yaren, then his hand began to take off the slow pace.
"Ti! Ayaz, Ayaz.." continued Ayaz, but this time very slowly, more sounding like a whisper, his eyes twitching flirtily at his wife who looked shy adorable.
Yaren's face reddened, should she admit that such a thing was true she had done.
"But I like it!" ayaz continued, "I like it when you do it!"
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