Crazy Baby's
Because
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"Somehow I managed to influence 'them' with Josan's money... Maybe I was really overwhelmed by luck..."
Davian gently stroked the head of the girl who was leaning comfortably on his chest.
"It took less than a year, Josan managed to find me. At first I was still trying to escape from him but my hatred beat fear—for the first time I chose to face the figure of the bastard..." reva said again. Looking up; looking at the figure of Davian who was watching him with soft eyes.
The palm of the hand with a rough surface always stroked Reva's hair. Leaving the girl in unparalleled comfort and warmth, Reva's eyelid closed— before losing consciousness delivered a single sentence to Davian.
"But honestly, as brave as I was to Josan.. I'm still afraid..fear if—dia again hurt me, like... first."
Reva was closed, a smooth snoring with a regular rhythm heard from between the lips of the girl. His face was peacefully swallowed by dreams.
Davian stood up from his seat while lifting up the small body of Reva— slowly, he did not want the girl who just slept in the arms was awakened. The girl must be tired, crying like a madman and then messing around with all sorts of sentences that Davian didn't understand what he meant.
The hazel man moved from the floor, through the living room until it was seen the door of this girl's room. With a smooth movement of cotton, Davian opened the object; walked in and laid Reva's body on a feminine patterned bed.
After doing it all— sure that Reva is in a comfortable place is also safe, the man turned around. Highlight the cold eyes with a dark aura gushed out slowly from within Davian's body.
He did not understand the meaning of Reva's words, but one thing that the hazel man could catch was;
Reva.
Cry—
"Because of that bastard?!" growled until the neck is seen.
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Impossible!
Davian seemed to have no interest in refuting, he only told me all the facts that happened when Gabriel infiltrated into the pseudo-space; pseudo.
BADUM!
"Gee!" suddenly the hazel man gasped. Ring finger on his right hand like burning, Eni and the grandfather steal look—darkening.
The two men saw that Davian's fingers were flushed. Whatdoes thatmean? their inner.
"Damn!" grunts Davian.
"Is there a problem with my wife?!" the man was informal. The sound of a snap of a finger echoed, the hazel-eyed figure sitting in front of the grandfather simply disappeared.
Nah!
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"ARGHHHHH!!!!!"
Davian was silent, he had just arrived at the residence of Reva but the sight that the eyes of the man had met was the pitiful figure of the girl with the photabe of his wife; sitting on the floor near the door with thousands of tears sliding freely to leave a reddish mark near the eyelids. How long had the girl been crying, Davian's ring finger was throbbing. Reva's sadness invites a negative aura to disrupt Davian.
"Reva!" peekkik Davian panicked, rushed to the girl.
"Hiks.. Davi–an?"
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