Crazy Baby's
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Reva was silent, as both of her eardrums caught the small sound of Davian's finger flick. The figure of the man suddenly disappeared from view; leaving Reva alone in the silence of the situation.
"Well..." Reva breathed in disbelief. Davian just left using his powers without even hearing the girl's darkly sweet explanation. Justjust wonderful.
Damnit.
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The echoes of Davian's footsteps rang out, the sunyinya of the hall gave a gloomy impression. A sharp look with a swooping eyebrow made Davian's figure difficult to approach.
"Davians?" call someone, welcome the hazel man. Davian glanced from behind the tail of his eyes, in a trivial look the figure of Eni who suddenly appeared like a ghost.
Gleck...
Eni swallowed the hard-earned saliva, what's with Davian's mood? Feels terrible.
"Where's grandpa?" davian's question touched Eni's mind. Doubtful, the woman opened her mouth.
"Dream park,"
Without further ado Davian turned around, heading towards the garden mentioned by his cousin. Passing through the desolate hallways again, Davian felt a negative aura everywhere. The man screeched in annoyance, with a single snap of his fingers all those dirty things disappeared. The entrance of the dream park is seen in plain sight, Davian hastened his steps—the grandfather's back is seen from a distance. The old man was rearranging the flower arrangements in his garden. Davian's lips opened, a vibrating tone of voice sounded.
"Ka.. kek.." call the hazel-manoed man; whine at him. The grandfather who heard the voice of his favorite grandson turned his head.
Hug~
To his surprise the old man got a hug straight from Davian. Usually the grandson does not want to embrace anything else.
"Yahwaa! Hiks... GRANDFATHERS... Argh!"
Eni who was peeking from a distance gaped, his eyes were as patterned as that of hazel's grandfather. Davian was crying like a child in an embrace. What's the matter? What's the matter? thought those two guys.
"What's Davian?" ask the grandfather as he puts his hand on the surface of Davian's head. On the elus, dear.
Instead of answering, Davian roared. Making the grandfather misbehave; the old man in confusion had to act. What really happened to the grandson? To the extent that this genius grandson was acting childish.
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"Hishe!" the slime that almost slid from Davian's nostril. The grandfather and Eni looked at the man's chaotic face, staring at a puff of rose tea smoke on the table; at a gazebo where they were sitting and where Davian was calming down. The thick hazel man opened his voice.
"Reva's getting married," Eni choked on her own saliva. What did his ears hear? Reva? Be married? With who? Inner sounds.
The grandfather who digested the situation seemed to find a faint point of truth from Davian's behavior. The problem is, this time Davian is really conscious; not affected by the instinct of savage or the like that usually makes someone in their family so acting romantic or spoiled.
"Then?" parrot asked for a signal for Davian to say more clearly.
"I'm sorry, he belongs to me grandfather." said Davian with a sullen face, ignoring the politeness of the word to the grandfather.
Grandpa sipped a cup of tea.
"I want to marry her..."
BYURR!
A spray of water like a garden shower was seen; it came out from the middle of the lips of the old man in front of Davian. Lucky not to target Davian's face as a landing spot. On the other hand, his grandfather's shock was not comparable to Eni's shock. The woman, Davian's cousin, grew in the air because she forgot to maintain her shape.
"You're serious Davian?" repeat the grandfather. Ask for a little certainty. The innocent-faced grandson nodded; amazingly, the inner grandfather saw the steadiness of Davian confessing his feelings. Apparently this one's favorite grandson inherited the nature of his father, aka the grandfather's son—Kevin.
"I even marked his neck" Davian said. Grandpa's eyes are breaking. He stared intently at Davian's bead.
"What—" the bean again like a fool. "Handmark?"
And innocently Davian nodded.
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