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"Thank you sir~" said Maki kindly, half-bending and then turning away after getting a warm speech from the people in front there.
"Thank you for your cooperation, madam..."
Maki nodded, the woman turned around with a sigh of relief; finally said the female inner goddess. He walked away from the police station.
"I didn't think he'd charge back, woman scuttle? That's right.." Maki murmured lightly while rotating both eyes saturated. The woman walked over quickly, she should really go home this time. Maki is afraid that Langa suddenly cries because she was left alone for too long in the Apartment, but before that—mari retreats a little; actually what is going on?
"Basic jala*ng!" yelled the stalker. The corner of Maki's lips twitched, though he used to be ridiculed by those words but look now—when he heard it again from the mouth of a trash man somehow this managed to make Maki feel tremendous annoyance.
Isha! Maki hissed, displaying a flat expression with a cold glare of eyes. The woman lowered her head—attached a small horse while pointing the knife right at the stalker. Replied by the man, what can you do? It's just a toy. So about the contents in the mind of the pervert in front of Maki's face.
Let's just see, what can be the object that is right in Maki's hand grip. Stabbing your stomach stuff time? |
"Who do you call jala*ng? You bastard." said Maki annoyed half toying, the stalker man in front of there was consumed by a small provocation that Maki threw; he so moved impatiently because it hit a little of his pride. The man, with a furious face prepared to give up the figure of a woman who was considered weak by some people.
Maki grinned.
Raw bogeman or whatever it is, brownish eye beads from the woman can see it—a lot of gaps there.
Maki chuckled, dodged the stalker's quick strike and then moved around; approaching towards the lower body while saying.
"Good history," pointed the blade right at the stomach of the stalker then—
"Hurtle on!"
Bugh!
He fell down, right between Maki's legs with a frightened face. Again Maki chuckled, the next second the woman then shouted.
"PLEASE!"
Not until 1 minute a group of people in uniform appeared—half run with a gasp breath. Maki complains, saying that she was followed and wants to be harassed by the man. For the sake of mutual security, the stalker was forcibly detained by several police officers as well as the figure of Maki; they needed to carry out checks to ascertain the truth.
But the funniest part is when the stalker suddenly turns to accusing Maki. He said the woman had a sharp weapon—dia that scuttle me, see she even stabbed me in the stomach. Although they could not find the stab wound the man was referring to. He must be in shock, Maki re-exposes the folding knife; explaining the mechanism of the object in short sentences.
"Ha-ha, this is just a toy" Maki said as she touched the tip of the blade. The thing that is often used for some magic game tricks, they chuckle—laughing at the man's stupidity. Maki just bet, he realized that their position at that time was not far from the direction of the police station. One of the stalkers themselves who moves carelessly, Maki so must rotate the brain so as not to be injured; by acting bravely to face the stalker—lalu make a stabbing scenario with a knife.
Maki only took advantage of the time lag from the stalker's shock feeling of not expecting to be attacked with the object to call the police. It must have been because it was too shock for the stalker to think about escaping, the rest so it seemed easier. Nice psychology trick Maki. After checking several surveillance cameras, Maki was declared a victim and the stalker man will be detained at the police station for a while before being processed by law.
"Hah~"
Finally free. Maki walked gontai towards the apartment area where she lived. A few more steps; the building was already visible in plain sight. Maki looked up, dined on the floor balcony where she lived.
Waitie? Why is that thing open?
The deg!
As if Maki's energy was replenished, she ran in through the lobby then climbed the stairs to the floor where she lived. Why is the balcony door of Maki's apartment open? WHYWHY! Langa could not possibly open the thing. The lock of the door was quite high, only adults could open it—even when Langa chose to use the bench as her footing. It's obviously impossible.
Glacier!
Locked down?
Quickly he took the spare key in the bag and put it into the keyhole.
Cklek~
An open, no-nonsense lock Maki steps into the modest apartment he has lived in with Langa in recent years.
"The manga!" maki panicked later. His voice sounded restless, the light in the room looked dim—unlike usual. Maki took off her footwear, walked quickly to the inner area while checking one by one the room. Shit, he's always nervous if he doesn't manage to find his son.
"Wong?!" Maki's bead is juicy, she stops in front of the child's room. Opened rough. Maybe because the room is too dark Maki so can not see.
"Gum!"
DEGH!
Maki's eyeballs were rounded, she immediately turned around.
"Who's there?!" maki asked loudly, feeling very confident that there was someone in her apartment. Intruders? Or what? What is clear is that it is a criminal act, entering someone's home without the permission of the owner. Whoever it is, Maki will drag him to the police station later.
"Slow down your voice." he said. Maki narrowed her eyes, the intruder standing not far from Maki's place. It's just that Maki's lack of lighting has trouble seeing the face of the intruder. Should Maki turn on the lights? Or he summed up the intruder with a few tricks just like the previous one; then asked the neighbors for help.
Which is good?
"You can wake our son."
Huh huh? Maki sculpting. Waitie? Did he not hear wrong? The intruder said 'our son' whose son did he mean?
Maki's son?
There was a small ruckus, the figure leaning against the wall with crossed hands was erecting his body—he began to walk closer. Unknowingly Maki flinched, between fear and curiosity. He took a few steps back.
"I was just able to put him to sleep after long enough to calm the panic feelings of our son because the mother never came home."
Eh?
Slowly the face of the intruder is visible.
DEG!
Maki's heart rate sounds chaotic.
Bugh~
The woman's body slumped, her eyes bulging. Suddenly both legs that support Maki's body become weak. He looked up to notice the curve of the child's face that was right in front of his eyes. Towering high gives the impression of a cringe.
"William?" call the woman unconscious.
"Yes my honey~ I'm here..."
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