FAROS REVENGE'S
detestation

The god also drove his motorbike towards Kevin's shop. On the way he saw some people sticking posters on every pole and also on trees on the streets.

''So I saw someone put a poster on the street what was the event?'' ask the god while sipping his coffee.

''Oh that, the search for missing people was the poster also got here, only the poster I threw away, '' said Kevin.

''A missing person?'' ask God.

Kevin just nodded his head.

''Lo see not the face of the missing person what kind of girl or boy?'' asked the God curious about what Kevin said.

''Girl, and you know not his name is the same as your evil uncle's name, '' said Kevin.

''You mean?'' ask God.

''Her name if I read it wrong, Qiana the daughter of Thunder, yes it's her name, '' said Kevin while remembering the name.

''Is the poster still the same lo?, I want to see the picture,'' said Dewa.

''So there is now I have thrown it into the trash, I briefly saw first it might still exist, '' said Kevin. He immediately got up from his seat and walked towards the trash can where he threw the poster away.

Kevin opened the trash cans one by one and ruffled them he tried to find the poster.

''Ouch! where else do I throw away the poster, '' her inner self. Kevin went back into his stall.

''How is there still that poster?'' asked the God with a big smile hoping that the poster was still in the trash can.

''Sorry there are no more posters all the trash cans are empty too, said Kevin.

''Ehmm... Yes it is okay, said the god.

''Why ''Emang? you are very curious about the poster, do you know the missing girl?'' ask Kevin.

''Is my story the same Kevin if I also find a woman,'' Inner God.

.... THE FAMILY RESIDENCE OF JOSEPH ADIJAYA....

Faros entered into a dark room that was inside his house the room was holding was already in the prepared by him. Inside the room the Thunder family photo was neatly arranged in every corner of the room Faros stared one by one at the photo, he was really angry and hated to the Thunder family. Though Thunder was his uncle.

''He will be avenged with a life of honor will be avenged with honor the sanctity will be avenged with holiness,'' faros said to himself Faros stepped closer to the photo of Qiana and looked at the photo of Qiana with hatred.

''My sister's chastity, I have already returned with your chastity, one by one I will avenge this so that you will not be able to live again in this world, ''' said Faros.

.... BIK INAH VILLAGE....

The god who was still curious about the poster he also said goodbye to Kevin.

''Gue must go home now huh,'' said the God rising from his seat.

''OK be careful on the road, '' said Kevin.

The god put forward his motor he stopped at a pole where the poster was attached, God came down from his motor he took the poster.

''Qiana the daughter of Thunder, was the woman I saved back then her son Thunder,'' Inner God.

The god took out his phone because at that time he had taken a picture of the Thunder family that was stored by Faros.

''Yes this is the son of the murderer who has destroyed my family, '' said the god.

The god returned to the motor. With an angry face. He was angry with himself for saving the child from the killer.

30 Minutes passed by and the gods reached home. He pretended not to know about the woman.

''Why auntie? not sleeping?'' ask God.

''How can the aunt sleep if Aden has not come home, '' said bik Inah.

''Has the woman slept in a bik?'' god asked because he was very curious to see the woman's face.

''Already den, this afternoon aunt had asked who he was and what his name was, it turned out his name was very good den,'' said bik Inah smiled.

''What's the name bik?'' ask God.

''Her name is Qiana putri den, '' said bik Inah.

The god could only hold back his anger and resentment towards Qiana even though he had yet to see the woman's face.

''I want to see Qiana is a bik, '' said the God.

''Yes have seen it in the aunt's room, aunt wants to go to the kitchen for a while, '' said Bik Inah while walking towards the kitchen.

Dawa walked closer to the room where the girl was lying, God opened the door little by little. Just then she did not clearly see Qiana's face because Qiana was sleeping on her back to the door, the God entered into the room she was approaching the bed. Finally God was able to see the face of Qiana from near God was shocked and hurt because he had saved his uncle's son who had killed his family God came back out of the room, walking towards his own room. He slammed the door hard.

He sat behind the door of his room while pulling his own hair God felt guilty to his family.

''Forgive God ma, sir God has saved the son of the killer, his inner being, ''alright I will avenge you Qiana as long as you are in this house I will make your life like in hell, Inner God. Smiling with skewed.

''Den,'' call for Inah while knocking on the door.

''Yes bik, '' said the God opened the door of his room.

''So auntie heard the sound of objects falling from aden's room?'' ask her to look at every corner of the room.

''There is nothing, just as the God hung up the bag fell, '' said the God tried to hide his anger in front of Bik Inah.

''Yes already, if you want to eat aunt already prepare food at the table,'' said bik Inah.

God nodded his head, making Inah leave the room.

That morning the God went to the dining table, there was already Bik Inah with Qiana, Qiana who was still very traumatized by the incident. He was also very afraid to see the Gods approaching him even though the Gods only wanted to approach the dining table.

Qiana yelled so strongly that she was shocked and immediately hugged the body of Qiana who was sitting on a chair.

''What's wrong with you, ha?'' asked the God while looking straight at Qiana.

''Maybe he is afraid of the same aden,'' said bik Inah.

''Yes, I've made it, take her to her room! like this I can't eat a bik!'' dewa.

''Why ''Why? aden talk like that, he will be more afraid, '' said bik Inah.

''I've had enough to save him and I don't want to take care of him!'' dewa. He went and drove the bike at high speed.

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