Leaning Sweet Me
Find disease 2
"I'm getting married, and today I got 2 gifts first."
"Search diseases...."
"Explain to me what you're keeping the gun for, Mac won't open his mouth even if I beat him up" he continued.
Farrel continued to talk without a single person answering, and he began to be unable to control himself, as he was clearly shocked and disbelieving at all. The one who was always there for her, who always protected her. And a hero in the heart of the mother.
Alan chuckled, "Don't you mind, it's just a firearm!"
Farrel got up from his seat and grabbed Alan's shirt collar, "Just...!? You said only... Fuckin' shit!"
Buggh
Farrel landed a punch right on Alan. "How can you say such a simple thing, what do you think of Alan?"
Goddamn
Damn it
Farrel continued to curse, while Alan was still flat and did not want to avenge Farrel's anger. He just shrunk the blood patches that came out from the corners of his lips with the back of his hand.
"What if you know? dad knew....You're crazy."
Alan exhaled, "Let's relax we'll talk!" said surrender.
It can't be covered for a long time, however it's the worry Alan fears the most, his family, his closest people, his loved ones, knowing the truth. What was his secret job, even he was a murderer.
At least enough Farrel knows for now, while mom and dad don't need to know. Alan stepped out of his room and stood at the doorstep waiting for Farrel, followed by Mac, and then he closed the door and locked it.
"Sad...Too late, I've seen it!" said Farrel who went straight down the stairs without looking again.
Alan only pulled his lips thin, then he caught up with Farrel who was still filled with anger. Alan went into the kitchen and took the ice cube for granted and he stuck it on the corner of his lips.
Alan did not look grimacing in the slightest, he again walked toward Farrel who was currently sitting on the sofa and Mac who was standing beside him.
"Sit Mac...." Say it before he also lands his body.
Silent
Everyone waited, until Farrel grabbed a pack of cigarettes, picked up a piece of tobacco and burned it.
"You don't smoke Farrel!!"
"It's none of your business, say it quickly!" he said with a puff of smoke coming out of both nostrils.
Alan sighed, confused as to where to begin, "I'm sorry, but what you see is true, all this time I did have a firearm just in case,"
Farrel clucked, "Avoid of what? Don't be silly, our family is a healthy businessman, not tangent to the dirty thing in the least. You think we're a mafia family, like in the novels you read a lot! Cih ... halu be-so,"
Alan sighed again, "That's not it, this has nothing to do with the novel I read, and I don't know." she said with a faint smile on her lips.
"Quick as you say, don't piss me off."
"Waiting you to talk is like waiting for a girl to get dressed up" he said by burning the new one he picked up again.
Alan chuckled, "That's a long time, too, until you've finished a few rococco sticks like that."
Farrel threw the couch cushion at him, "Don't keep bragging jerk, you think it's a joke!!"
"Because you're so funny when you're angry, and I forgot where I was talking to you" Alan said.
"From guard to Mas.." between Mac who made Alan round his eyes staring at him.
You better shut up
Oh.sorry keceplosan boss.
"Just in case, who knows if anyone wants to harm me, or you, maybe." Her speech.
"Impossible...."
"If you don't talk too, I'll find her myself." Farrel got up from his seat but Alan blocked him.
"OK... You should have known! You're getting older El, "Farrel's staring at Alan with a bitch.
"Whatever..you think I'm what a fuck!" put his body back.
Alan looked down, "I have guns, not just guns, I have companies."
Farrel puffed up, "What do you mean?"
"I ... My father's company .. We trade firearms."
Farrel shook his head in surprise, "You're really crazy, Alfiansyah!"
"arr Breakup. Corps, security field, body guard, training, escort, but also the sale of firearms and illegal." explained Alan.
Alan told all of them without exception, "Even I lost my own best friend not so long ago, I had to kill him deliberately so as not to keep him in constant pain."
Farrel flabbergasted,
"I also killed someone a year ago, and lastly I killed someone because he was being sneaky and he was also the one who caused me to have to finish off my best friend.
Farrel was increasingly flabbergasted to hear it, moving his head repeatedly in disbelief at everything Alan was saying.
"You've really gone crazy.., and I don't know anything? Pathetic."
"How about you get thrown in jail, you get shot, you...Aaaahhhkk fuck you." Farrel mere mas her hair rough.
"You take it easy, I'm fine! And I can manage everything well until now, without neglecting the father's company, and not mixing the two." Alan patted Farrel's shoulder firmly.
"You're all grown up now, too, and you can run a family-owned company well."
Alan got up to carry the wine in the fridge, his heart was now a little calm because Farrel was not as angry as before, but was seen bowing his head and just keeping quiet.
"Who knows?"
"Of course you are, and only you! And a girl who'd seen me shoot somebody,"
"Stupid!!" lirih Farrell.
Alan looked over, "Are you not angry?"
"I'm angry, but what can I do now? Ban you ...?Are you even older than me, or should I kill you?" Farrel.
"Let's go boy!!"
Alan hugged Farrel and they hugged him for a moment, "Don't think too much, just think about your wedding preparations, Cih...."
Farrel breaks down the hug by pushing Alan's shoulder, "You know.I met Tasya!"
Alan again tasted the wine in the glass to the toilet at once. "It's none of my business!!"
"He's pregnant."
Uhuk
Alan choked, quickly wiping his lips, and turned to Farrel, "What...? Getting pregnant...."
Farrel nodded, "Hmmm... Mac saw it, too,"
"How can you?"
"Yes, obviously, women can get pregnant stupidly" Farrel opened the fridge and picked up two cans of soft drink, and one of them he threw on a Mac.
"I mean, why did you suddenly get pregnant?"
Farrel opened the can and drank it."That's why I came here, did you get her pregnant? Just say...."
"You're crazy!!!"