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Maki was really disgusted to mention the word 'your daughter' right out of her mouth. He knew the father would never want to acknowledge the figure as a child but Maki had little choice. Lower your ego Maki!
Look, he's still your father.
"God!" heard grunting. Maki knew what the middle man smelled of land was thinking. She must have thought that Maki didn't know herself, just like her mother.
The fruit fell not far from the tree. |
"You want to curry favor." said he underestimated Maki's resemblance to his ex-wife. Besides him, Maki also knows well the bad temper of the mother he meant. It must be a matter of 'when it's just needed he'll just come'—licking or selling ass; haha. Maki could not argue.
"Why don't you just go to your mom?" added the man. Maki rotated both her eyes saturated, can you please get rid of that annoying tone? Maki's sick of hearing that.
"T-no.." said Maki hesitated, it coincided with a trivial laughter from the father. He chuckled at the voice of the princess, unconsciously the palm of the man was raised and then stroked the woman's head slowly while saying—
"You're afraid of selling your mother to a sales house, aren't you?"
Degh's!
Maki flinched, what she just said was true. The woman; the mother is more extreme than it seems this—hal makes Maki reluctant to meet the woman who gave birth to herself in the world. It is better to meet a light-handed man in front of him than the figure.
"Well, I'll hear about your problem, what's it to the point that you're begging for protection from me." said the man in a good mood. He sat in front of the bed while crossing both hands in the chest typical of arrogant young people.
There was a long breath from between Maki's lips, he told her everything according to his point of view. The father nodded, between understanding or not caring—important Maki had explained what she needed to explain to the old man.
"It's your fault that you're being chased by gangsters." commented the father, feeling a little bored. This really had nothing to do with the man; he thought that if he chose to help Maki he might be involved with something dangerous. This could be threatening the new family of the man—see the look on the face of the father who looks reluctant to make Maki unconsciously reach the end of the clothes worn by the old man.
He looked like he was begging.
The father glanced, somewhat cynically.
"I'm not asking for more, just send me somewhere far away. Give me a little capital to survive, there I will start a new life. Please father..."
Again the question 'why should I?' it came out of the father's mouth. Maki is silent, literally she is an adult—it should be that woman can support herself. Where is the haughty face that always screams; without you I too can live!
His daughter turned out to need to be hit by a problem first just want to change, okay—dia see a differentiating point between Maki and her ex-wife jala*ng.
But doubt and reluctance are still well stuck in the mind of the man who smells the land. If carelessly helping Maki could be it could pose a danger to her new family. The father refused, completely reluctant.
Without Maki noticing, both of her brownish beads were glazed over. Was the decision he came to the figure wrong? So where else should he go? Why does it feel like life is not so fair?
This is your karma. |
"A-" Maki muttered, drawing attention from the father. He waited for the sentence Maki wanted to make.
Should my father be touched?
The answer is no, it makes Maki move. His feet came down from the bed—cold sensation stung the surface of the soles of the feet. With a sad look, Maki prostrated herself right before the father's feet.
"I beg you, please help me."
Maki really wants to change her life. Give him one chance, even God is more forgiving than man.
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Wush~
A gentle gusting wind caressed Maki's cheeks, the woman eating the empty exterior of the hospital window. Many people who play in the park Maki want to go there but he is reluctant. The nurse who used to keep Maki is not present in the current place Maki so can not go out of the room carelessly.
On the crazy stamp, absolutely incredible. It's the father's idea.
"I'll help you, but! Qualified from me. for 3 months stay in one of the mental hospitals. The public already knows that my oldest son has a mental disorder even though they never saw you, this could be a good opportunity then after that I will make a story about you who suddenly died suddenly there. How's it?"
Maki hissed, each time recalling the offer the old man had made. At first Maki felt that she could, she knew that her figure would never be recognized by the old man but Maki did not think that he would make Maki in the public eye have some kind of mental disorder. The old man is no better than William, they are the same or could be even inspired by the emerald man thanks to the story of Maki. Hahey! Fuck'em.
Not having much choice Maki can only say that, only 2 months more street he was trapped in a mental hospital room that is a little luxurious than the other rooms; Maki was already feeling saturated.
For some time now, he also wanted something like eating tropical fruits. Must be fresh in the tongue. Hah~ but because the nurse in charge of Maki figure rarely appears it makes Maki trouble.
Though he knows that Maki does not really experience mental disorders. At least give the woman more free access out.
"Hah~"
I really want to eat acid! Play outside and roll over the grass! the screams of the inner goddess Maki are unthinkable.
By the way, in the five seconds after Maki felt an awkward feeling. The woman's eyebrows are raised, her mind is focused on exploring the contents in the brain that she has.
What do you think Maki? |
"When was the last time I was on the moon?"
Waitie?
No?
It can't be, can it?
NO NO!
Until the woman's face turned pale.
Damnit damnit! Mampus.
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