Crazy Baby's
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"Can you press Grandpa's strength?" pinta Davian after a while there was a long silence. The grandfather flinched, the old man chuckled small; embarrassed by his behavior— couldn't control power due to personal feelings.
"I'm sorry grandpa" said the man. Returning to the topic, Grandpa Davian asked a question that had the same intention to the grandson.
"So Reva has a real fiancee?"
Davian nodded. Although very thin existence but Davian is still aware of the pressure of the strength of the grandfather. As if he did not like the topic of this discussion, yes.Honestly Davian was also reluctant to discuss it.
"The man said that Reva was his fiancee, even from my point of view... Reva looks like she hates that bastard." the young hazel owner told her grandfather. Grandpa Davian nodded in understanding, a little irritated to hear it.
"Grandfather remember? The Reva tainted? Though he was the owner of Gabriel's blood" the old man said 'yes' without a sound and just moved his lips. Davian continued his words.
"The main trigger is that bastard guy! And today she made Reva cry prancing. If left unchecked Reva will be swallowed by the surge of his own emotions to be polluted?!" grunt Davian at the end of the sentence. The man who owned the hazel bead became furious again when he remembered the moment Reva shed thousands of tears right in front of Davian.
Not only is Davian here trying to be patient but his grandfather is too. Look from the expression of the wrinkled man who seemed to want to swallow anyone for daring to nudge their territory.
"What are you doing Davian?" The weight of the question that Grandpa Davian threw was implied meaning like 'are you just letting that bastard hurt your wife?' or 'you just shut up?' Davian who understood that cleared up for a moment. He tried to make a sound stuck in his throat come out through his mouth.
"Certainly not cake, I made him feel a brief death through illusion.Then for today I sent a nightmare black flower and made his head cut off before dawn the next day rose, it's not gonna end." There's a bit of a proud tone from Davian. The grandfather who heard the babbling of his youngest grandson chuckled happily.
Davians?
The deg!
Feeling his name being called, the hazel man turned his head. Seeing his grandson suddenly move unusually the grandfather tried to understand the situation, he noticed Davian's vision which was like sharpening hearing.
Just woke up? inner goddess Davian commented happily. The man's face was radiant in his grandfather's eyes.
"Reva called~ so I beg you to leave the cake." he said with a knotty smile. Grandpa Davian was stunned, he felt that he had not seen Davian's happy face sincerely for a long time. The old man raised the corner of his lips.
"Go away.." said Davian's sweet grandfather. Together with his swallowing Davian form in black balls; the owner of the young hazel bead teleported away, leaving the grandfather alone in the room.
"Excellent youth~"
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"Erghs..."
Reva had just opened her eyes, the ceiling of the room familiar to the girl was seen welcoming her for the first time after a long period of silence. The girl changed her position slowly to sit— tendered at the head of the bed.
How did he get here? Maybe that's what Reva is thinking. The girl became pensive, her brain surfing hard to remember all the moments before falling asleep.
"Davians?" he involuntarily called out the man's name. The husband of Reva. |
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