Knitting Tangled Yarn.
WHO'S FORWARD?
“Iya kek I have to go there to provide information,” replied Dewa.
“Ya already then. Be careful. Do not let you enter into great danger,” said grandfather Aoyama who warned the God.
“Ya cake. If that happens, it happens. Also the real problem is because of the magic grandmother,” said the God who embraced the grandfather. “Grandfather don't be sad anymore ya.”
“Grandfather is not sad. Grandpa is just acting sad to get your attention,” explained Grandpa Aoyama.
The god released Grandpa Aoyama and patted his eel. He forgot that his grandfather wanted to get his attention. The god smiled as he said, “If grandfather misses me. Grandpa can call me to come here.”
“I don't want to if you don't come with Sascha,” annoyed Grandpa Aoyama.
“Lha... willed my wife cake. Then what's wrong Sascha didn't come because it was busy at home?” asked the God who deliberately bullied Grandpa Aoyama.
“Basic brat! You are just as rich as Devan,” annoyed Grandpa Aoyama again.
“Create my papa,” chirps Dewa.
“If not my son! Devan will I throw into the trash can,” taunts Grandpa Aoyama.
“But cake?” sela Sascha's. “If papa Devan is that big. Does it fit the trash can?”
Everyone who was there laughed out loud at Sascha's question. Sascha did ask the origin and exact destination. Grandpa Aoyama was very confused to answer. Indeed Devan's body is very large, stocky and tall. Therefore there is no garbage can that fit for Devan.
“Iya yes? No trash cans fit,” Grandpa Aoyama replied.
“That's why it's cake. I'm not defending papa. But I'm just asking. Is there a very large garbage can?” ask Sascha.
“Yes there is no. Your father has a very large body. Your father is not Japanese. Also your papa blesteran America,” said Tara who made them surprised except Grandpa Aoyama.
“That said Mama Tara was right. My grandfather married a Native American. Your grandmother was a pure person there. But the difference is that your grandma doesn't have blonde hair. Her hair is black and shiny. Devan and Kobe have black hair. Except Gods. If God had American ancestry. Her hair is blonde and thick. The gene was produced from my mother. Except Dita. They follow our genes. Well that's the explanation,” explained Grandpa Aoyama.
“but many say that Gods are not descendants of Nakata?” ask Chloe who often heard the news.
“Very many news are circulating. Grandpa didn't care about it. It is different from other gods. Then I protest? Ask Grandpa Aoyama. “Ya no. If there's Nana's grandmother here, I'm definitely scolded all out.”
“Ya has dech kek. His name lives like this. I also used to hear the reproach of people and enemies. Surely many people who want to drop a lot,” explained Sascha who understands his life.
The god smiled while standing up. Before stepping his foot he said, “Let's go. Grandpa already kicked us out.”
“Basic Gods!” yelled Grandpa Aoyama who was upset towards the Gods.
The gods laughed out loud. He was satisfied to upset his grandfather. Plus now the Gods have full confidence. That night they said goodbye and left them. But before leaving, the God saw the whereabouts of his guards. They simply nodded their heads at the sign as accepting the task.
The god replied to him with a nod as well. This is the main code that makes them approve. The Lord took them away from the apartment.
On the way to the airport, Sascha was playing a tab belonging to the Gods. He opens the dark web and searches for information about the black organization Anette is working with. Suddenly Sascha saw a black organization called D-Trex.
“Kak,” call Sascha.
“What's up?” ask the God who is listening to the song through handsfree.
“Kak, D-Trex who is it?” ask Sascha.
“Oh... D-Trex belongs to Eric's father. The group is cruel. They sell illegal drugs and make them themselves,’ replied Dewa.
“What is very dangerous?” ask Sascha.
“For the moment very dangerous. If you don't know, never go near it. They can kill you blindly,” replied the God who warned Sascha not to approach them.
“Iya brother. Thanks for the information,” Sascha said.
Not thirty minutes have they arrived. They finally gathered and waited for the flight schedule to arrive. While Timothy was still focused and awake waiting for the report schedule to arrive.
“How?” ask God.
“We can fly tonight at exactly ten,” Timothy replied.
“Kok forward?” ask the god who threw his ass next to Sascha.