
Justin immediately got off his shiny black car, which he had just parked, in a special open field car park. Justin stepped foot where he meant, glancing to the left for a moment. Then take his step. With wide steps. Justin paused for a moment and took out his tablet.
In corridor five, to the left of the front, a pair of dark yet clear-eyed, continued to stare at him from behind his phone. The woman's clothes were not entirely purple, although they were a slight contrast to her red nail and lipstick paint, and her black hair. So clear in her pale white skin.
With sunglasses perched on the tip of Justin's pointed nose, Justin slightly lowered his sunglasses, and countered the woman's gaze. But the woman ignored him, she looked more and more at Justin.
Justin let out a rough sigh, and put his glasses back on, then turned his gaze to the woman watching him. Justin holds a tablet, the screen that has just been turned on it displays a row of stock fluctuations that rise and fall.
The strange girl was still observing from behind her phone. Justin opened his glasses, then raised his left eyebrow, noticing the girl's presence. The girl grinned, then waved at Justin.
"Why do strange things always happen?" justin, looking back at the tablet.
Justin's words also point toward himself which is strange, stranger than ordinary humans, if you know it. The real world is too much to offer for a temptation that makes it always want again, the opium tub that charges to be filled.
Justin immediately put a listening device to his ear, and left the place, while listening to the song that was rising. Yes, the song was sung by him, and his group.
He wanted to enjoy his time as an ordinary person. But the gothic woman continued to observe him, making him uncomfortable.
Justin immediately left the place and went to his car, which was driven immediately to the cemetery. Before reaching the cemetery Justin bought a bunch of yellow flowers, before then again breaking the path to the cemetery.
Justin looks very handsome wearing a black suit stellan, in a white shirt tampa tie, with basic pants. Justin brought a bunch of yellow flowers, then squatted his towering body. Justin leaned his hand on the tombstone, his other hand rubbed and traced the engraved stone.
"How are you? isn't this a long time ago." Justin looked at the tombstone through his sunglasses. The sun had just sunk, the rest of its light was still beautifully imprinted in the almost completely dark sky.
"What do you think? Didn't I go very far?" justin asked, smiling.
"The company was a huge success, and I got the award of a successful and inspiring young entrepreneur" Justin said, rubbing the tombstone.
"You know? I have also become a great superstar, and become one of the singers with a huge fan lineup, compared to my other friends. I think they'll be a little jealous of me" he said as he exhaled a tight breath in his chest.
Justin put down a bouquet of yellow flowers, which he carried. The flower is a flower that is very happy, by the person he is looking at right now. Any kind of flower, as long as it is yellow will he like it.
Justin remembers very well when he was a child, how the woman he used to call as a mother, loved to take him to walk the road in the city of Emberal. She used to be very happy to buy all the yellow flowers. Not infrequently he would pick yellow flowers that he met on the road.
"You know if I don't do this, then I'm going to lose everything, my career and my company" Justin told his mother.
Too fun? Maybe not, because if Justin ordinary humans might not be like this, but there is something inside him asking and demanding to be fulfilled.
Outside, Justin is masked by a young entrepreneur, and a superstar, with millions of fans who people admire. Many women will scream when they see it, and race the race just to take pictures or sign it, even though they have to queue for a long time.
Justin enjoys it, though will prefer solitude. That will definitely make him calm down, and feel better.
Justin lived a life of hard work, until he reached this point. Although he is different, and it is strange, but who does not want to be a successful young entrepreneur, filled with praise? His band and he are also Grammy winners this year. But behind the praise there is a desire that cannot be denied.
While on stage Justin liked the hysterical screams of their fans, Justin felt it was all like a procrastinator, before satisfying something that demanded to be satisfied.
But his success also brings its own difficulties for him, certainly a lot of journalists who are eyeing the news about him, as well as his mass. Justin in the entertainment world is famous for being very closed, to the nickname mysterious man.
Justin is heading to a secluded villa owned by a friend on his friend's private island. Justin has to keep his mind clear. A monster kept asking to be satisfied, and could not bear to control himself.
Justin will learn to fast, and learn to control his desires, which he is shackling within himself.
Even on several occasions Justin barely opened his darkest, darkest secret in the face of public decent things. The press followed him everywhere, even when he wanted to go to the public toilet.
His friend, who knew about him, managed to convince him to go on a temporary vacation, on his private island. At least for a few months.
Maski also they will perform a few months without him. But it's for Justin's good. They bribed the doctor to declare that Justin was sick. And it will be released for a few months to make Justin feel better.
Suddenly, a sound was heard in Justin's ear, the sound was very familiar to him, like the sound of a small camera. Justin turned around and sniffed, sharpening his senses. Justin looked around, and observed every tree, and the concrete fence that surrounded, the cemetery.
The sound was again heard, like as far as eight, up to ten meters away from him. Like it uses a high-resolution camera, or a camera with a lens that is quite expensive.
Justin snorted again, he smelled a disturbing smell, this smell is easy to recognize, because it smelled sharp and musty. In addition, Justin only smelled a damp smell from the surrounding plants, and some animal smells sprawled. That's not wrong, this is the smell of paparazzi that Justin hates.