Criminal: I Love Criminals!
The Invisible Treasure
CRINGS! CRINGS!
The sound of the morning alarm that I set every night rang, so that I would wake up on time. My hands fumbled for the alarm I put on the nightstand, on my bed. But apparently the alarm had been reached by Morgan who was beside him.
“Sorry, when I usually wake up before the alarm goes off. But now the alarm has not been turned off, make your sleep disturbed”
“It's okay, I also intend to get up early. I want a cappuccino!” This time he glanced at me, his style was like a king giving orders.
I hurriedly rolled up the carpets and folded up the blankets, arranging them neatly and orderly. Then down to the second floor of the house to the kitchen to make a cappuccino with chocolate. Morgan came, washed his hands. Then
take the cappuccino I made.
She took a sip of a cappuccino with her sweet lips. This morning was a little cloudy, the wind was blowing touching the end of the aprons rope I was wearing.
Morgan opened the balcony door and stood there, lit a cigarette. he was not yet a heavy smoker, still normal. While I sat down, enjoying the savory fries from the recipe Morgan taught me, mixed in a high-quality sauce. Out of nowhere Morgan got it, probably the result of robbing some time ago. Every now and then I look at him with a little smile scratched at the tip of his lips, stealing glances at Morgan and trembling because my heart is touched by his charisma. Ulala.
“Aduh..” Rintihku. I thought I was used to sleeping on the floor, but my bones immediately ached not a puff when the wind came back to touch the skin, as if he had entered directly to touch this hard white object in my body.
I looked forward, accidentally the two pairs of our eyes met.
“Sorry, I'm a little cold..” I said immediately wrong behavior.
“My clothes are too thin if you wear!” the answer.
“A..I'm fine, the clothes are comfortable. I don't have any clothes other than the long dress yesterday. How else!”
Morgan sighed, throwing away the cigarette smoke he had just inhaled. He then smoked his cigarette slowly and quietly. It was as if he did not want to lose even the slightest taste of tobacco.
“Prepare, we'll be going soon”
“Hah? Where?”
Morgan did not answer, he threw away the cigarette he enjoyed, trampling the tip of his burning to death. He went in to pick up his flagship leather jacket and immediately went downstairs. I hurried to follow his orders.
When I was outside, I saw an old car parked by the front road of the house.I turned the keys to the house and looked for Morgan around.
“I'm in here, go up!”
“Where is the seat belt?”
“No.” Answer's short.
“Let's see the police how?”
“Means leaving now!”
I shook my head softly, my mouth wide open with Morgan's brilliant thinking with all the limitations. I kept holding the hand grip all the way, lucky to have this for safety. We continued to drive along the still wet and slippery highway. He drives his car more carefully so as not to slip. While fixing his jacket many times because it is always chaotic in the wind.
“This is your Car? Why have I never seen it?” I said closing the rows of upper and lower teeth held back the strong wind coming in from the side of the window that was half open. It feels like these teeth are drying out.
“If stealing by car, it must be more difficult right?” answerable
“Why don't we go by motor alone?”
“I want to buy many things, if you use the motor does not fit.”
“The problem is your car is too eccentric,” I comment on this old vehicle.
We walked down this road, while making complaints, I kept commenting on the car, and he was the one who was back nagging me. I was shivering and cursing because the jacket was still not warm enough. But he looks fine, maybe because he's used to it. Thankfully, this car can still provide a little entertainment, because it can still tune music that is suitable for my ears.
Arriving at the destination, Morgan parked the car, then closed the window by turning the lever under the car glass. Apparently he took me to a pretty big shopping mall. My legs were shaking when I got out of the car, it was painful for my knees, because the floor of the footing of the car where I was apparently there were some that were hollow, so that several times the water pooled in the driveway and hit my feet directly.
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