
"bang, Kian nginep here well, just last night doang". Raise his index finger.
"Why not to the city of Ajah Kian, spend a lot of money hehe".
"Haha want it anyway, but still want to spend here last night". Scratching his non-itchy head.
"Jaudah is up to you. But remember early in the morning must wake up well, because the tent already want to be trimmed". Pointing to the car parked outside.
"When it's dilapidated still want to be taken away, huhh". Shake while sighing.
"Who knows if the owner likes this tent yah bang time".
"Maybe do it anyway, look at this already howling". Pointing to the tent.
"It's my brother to go home first yah". Waving towards Kian.
"Yes bang". Nodding.
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Morning
Taps... Taps.... Taps....
"Ehhh. who is he". A handsome and dashing middle-aged man pointed towards Kian.
"Ehh Kian's... He hasn't left yet". Said bang Alan.
"Kian?".
"Yes, sir, a war lord". Praising, like being proud of yourself.
"Ohh". Glancing towards Kian.
Srash....
The sound of wind and sunlight hit the face of Kian who was asleep in a sitting position while hugging his rifle.
The master's eyes widened to see Kian.
Her long blonde hair was tied in ponytails with her bangs covering Kian's eyebrows.
When exposed to the sun, his hair was even like gold and white skin as white as snow increasingly makes Kian shine.
He walked over to Kian.
Raised his hand and seemed to want to caress Kian's hair.
Yet....
Plaque... Kian stopped the hand by gripping it, while glaring at the person who wanted to touch it.
"Whatdoyouwant?". It emitted a killing aura in his eyes.
But the master was even wide-eyed once again to see Kian's golden-yellow eyes. Like a sunflower.
"Ahhh Kian let go of master's hand". Bang Alan ran over to Kian.
"Is Mr Greyson's hand okay?".
"Ahh I'm okay". Back to the real world. And pull his hand.
"Mr Greyson?". Kian tilted his head trying to remember the familiar name.
"Gee...".
'(I remember!!. Mr. Leonart Greyson)'. panic in the heart.
Well that is a familiar name for the troops.
"Sorry sir!!... It's not intentionally". Bend his body.
"No papa, his name is also a former soldier must be very sharp instinct. I was wrong myself". Smiling friendly.
"Your name is Kian, right?".
"Yes sir". Nodding
He gave the code to Alan's bang to get out, it seemed like he wanted to have a four-eye talk with Kian.
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INSIDE THE BEESKAM
Silent....... Crick..
"What's up, sir?". Trying to break the silence.
"Kian. answered honestly". Looked at Kian sharply.
"You....". Degs... Degs... "A former slave right".
Deg
Words that no one ever thought of would come out of Leonart's mouth
"Why do you know?". Ask Kian who wonders why he can find out the truth.
"I can tell you just saw you sleeping here". Looked at Kian with his smile.
Just keep quiet
"Do you have a place to go?". Ask Leonart again
Kian. "No sir".
A faint smile was seen from Leonart's face.
"Then come with me home". His hand.
"But..."
"You're working as a bodyguard". Leonart knows, if Kian is not the type of person who wants to live in people's homes for free, therefore he said he would hire Kian.
"It's really, sir". His eyes began to shine.
Make Leonart more enthusiastic to bring home Kian.
"You want, follow me". Start your way out of beeskam.
Kian nodded as he followed master Leonart Greyson.
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"Get in the car".She said Leonart, Opening the door for Kian. The driver's eyes were wide at the sight of the step.
"Eh. mister come in first".
"This is Kian's order!!. You've been accepted as a bodyguard". Still holding the car door.
"Well sir, if that's your command, I will obey it without refuting!".
Leonart smiled faintly hearing that.
SERIATE
Hehe soon again, I will mengembunculin mc cwoknya, Sabar ajah yah😁
The problem is complicated
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