Not Struggled (R4)
°BDJ 29 : I WANT YOU!
BDJ 29: I WANT YOU!
Two men who wear a fit to body suit seem to be enjoying their lunch casually. They had just finished a meeting near Times Square, then decided to kongkow— sit back and chat while chatting something erratic ends— ahead of lunch.
“Tumben Louis no news. Did he not contact you either?” men who just finished enjoying Catfish soup with rice.
“Nothing. Maybe he's busy taking care of a new project,” replies to his interlocutors.
“Or maybe he still can not accept the facts about his father.” After finishing the catfish soup with rice, now he switched to donkatsu—meat fried b—bi flour— pieces that looked tantalizing. He is indeed a lover of these foods, since the first time to enjoy it in the land of Ginseng.
“Entah.”
“Pasti Louis shock because—“
“React you guys are here.”
The talk of two men one circle was cut off just like that when the familiar deep bass voice greeted their sense of hearing.
“Louis, how did you get here?”
“That's not important,” replied the name's owner while sitting himself in one of the empty seats. “I want your help to do something.”
“What is it?” ask the man named Nuel. He did not enjoy donkatsu.
“Bring me to the man.”
The gray-eyed man looked at his two circle mates with a look of laughter. He can no longer bear the actions of ‘his biological father’ it. If left for much longer, I don't know what he'll do. He also wanted to make sure that the middle-aged man did not have to interfere in his affairs. Even if it is true that they are bound by blood relations, it does not mean that they can interfere. Louis does not want his relationship with the woman he likes to be more complicated because of the interference of his father.
“It wasn't easy to meet your father,” Nicho said. The man still seemed to be digging up the reason behind the sudden desire.
“Whatever the way, I want to see the man immediately.”
“Will I work,” reply Nicho. “But I can't promise anything.”
Louis nodded in response. He has to meet ‘his father’, however. He knew it would not be easy to meet the middle-aged man who had escaped from the heavyweight prison. I don't know where he is now.
After meeting his two friends, Louis decided to return to the office. There were some jobs that were delayed because he was not very productive today. Therefore, after filling the belly of the gray-eyed man he returned to the office to work.
Upon arriving at the office, his secretary said that there were guests waiting. However, the secretary did not say in detail who the guest was. When he arrived at his luxurious room, the handsome man frowned when he saw the silhouette of a woman on his back. From behind he could see the silhouette of the woman's back as her upper body was covered only by a tank top halter with a circular rope around the neck that showed the overall shape of her shoulders and arms.
“You have come apparently,” greet the owner of the blonde hair when turning around and find the owner of the room.
Louis looked surprised when he saw the ‘tamu’ who turned out to be Alea's secretary. The woman appears to be performing with an unfamiliar non-formal outfit in her eyes. Usually Louis saw her wearing formal work clothes, or without wearing a thread.
“What are you doing here?”
The woman seemed to thin her lips when she heard Louis' flat tone. “I'm here to visit.”
“Come in order?”
“Enjoying my day off,” said Annante as he walked closer. A sweet smile seemed to adorn her ranum lips. “Where have you been? Said your secretary, today you just entered work after lunch.”
“Hm.” Louis responded briefly.
The beautiful man then walked to the mini pantry, more precisely towards the medium-sized refrigerator that blends with the wall. From there, he then took out a bottle of white wine or chardonnay white wine from a famous brand from England. After picking up the wine, Louis walked towards the mini pantry to pick up the sloki.
After filling the stomach with food that is not much, Louis so want to enjoy wine. At the same time, there is Annante who can be used as a friend to enjoy wine.
“Thank you,” said Annante when he received the white wine sloki. He certainly received a banquet from the owner of the room with pleasure.
The presentation of white wine itself is recommended to use a small size glass to hold the bubble or foam so as not to be too blurry. With cold air temperatures, the temperature of soda served for white wine will not be too exhausted when drunk. When entering the mouth, two distinctive white wine characters will be smeared by the tongue. The character, among others, tends to taste acidity and concentrated. Another character of white wine is likely to give off the aroma of fruit. Unlike red wine which only has two characters, namely the aroma of the fruit and the acidity level.
“You look like you're thinking a lot,” Annante said opening the conversation.
“Just work problem.” Louis answered flatly.
“I'm also having problems with work,” the story. “I just submitted my resignation.”
“What? Why?!”
Annante smiled slightly seeing the response of his interlocutor. “Because I refused to agree to a job offer in Kyiv.”
“Ukraine?”
Annante nodded in response. While Louis who looked surprised was thinking hard. Annante is a very useful ‘pion’ for her. Through Annante, he can watch over the idol. If Annante leaves, what about the activities of the idol?
“Can't you survive?”
“Of course you can. It's just that, egoku had hurt,” replied Annante clearly. “I need time to think.”
“You have to hang in there. Remember what your promise was?” Louis looked at his interlocutor intently.
Annante smiled sensually while nodding. “I remember.” He then wiped the last drop of his white wine. “As long as you also remember, what is our agreement.”
Louis looked at his interlocutor with a frown.
“I don't like being ignored.”
The link on Louis' forehead grew even more when he heard Annante's sentence that sounded like a lover. “And then?”
“I also need you to pay attention.”
Okay, Louis knows where this conversation is going. He knew what the woman in front of him wanted. Louis knows best, because this is not the first time Louis has ‘pion’ like this.
“I want you.”
Louis grinned faintly hearing that. In a time when his mood is bad all day, some are willing to offer pleasure to him. Which cats are not tempted when offered fresh fish, try? The parable also applies to Louis. After all, making love can reduce stress and can help maintain the immune system.
“Come here,” call Louis while patting his thighs. It was certainly greeted with a sensual smile of the interlocutor sitting across there. “I want you too, now. Inside of me (i want you, too, now. Inside me).”
“With pleasure, my lord (happy, my lord).”
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“Alhamdulillah.”
Hamdalah is said from the lips covered by the niqab cloth. He had just finished performing the prayer at the mosque of Usman bin Affan after finishing meeting a colleague.
New York is a city with a minority Muslim population. Based on data from World Population Riview, there are only 6 percent of the Muslim population in New York, or about 2,028 residents of every 100 thousand residents of New York. Although the Muslim community is considered a minority, it is not difficult to find the place of Ibadan Muslim community there. Even though the mosques there are fairly small and not too visible like mosques in general. If not careful, then the mosques will escape and be missed from attention.
Usman bin Affan Mosque is one of them. The mosque is located around 5th Avenue or the bustling streets of New York that are popular with a range of luxury and famous shops. Usman bin Affan Mosque is the closest mosque of the street.
“Iya. Alea is going home after buying some stuff,” he said, telling someone across there. “Iya, pa. Alea will be home soon.”
Alea was currently unaccompanied by anyone, as two bodyguards who were concurrently the driver and his guard were waiting in the car. They happened to be non-Muslims, so were unable to keep an eye on Alea who was worshipping.
“You're okay, sir?”
Alea who had just walked out of the mosque accidentally saw an old man walking slowly using a stick. The old man looked troubled carrying two paper bags containing one type of flower that was quite common to Alea.
“Ah, yes.”
“You seem to have trouble carrying all that.”
“My feet and hands are already problematic due to the age factor,” replied the old man with his heavy deep bass voice.
“Do you need help? I can help bring your stuff.”
“I was indeed hassles carrying all these flowers.”
Alea nodded in understanding. “Then let me help you.”
“Do you not mind, young girl?”
Alea shook her head in response. Helping parents is a very noble act. Allah Subhanahu wa ta’ala will record 73 pardons for His people who help the needy. The amount of reward from helping others has been explained by the Prophet Sallallahu alaihi wasalam through his words narrated by Bukhari and Baihaqi.
“Whoever helps the needy, Allah records 73 forgiveness. One pardon there is the goodness of all his troubles, which 72 (raised) his degree on doomsday.”
“Where is your home? Let me take between.”
The old man nodded happily. Now her luggage had changed hands on Alea.
“Do I not take your time, young girl?”
“Not at all, mr.”
“I feel bad for having troubled you.”
Alea shook her head with a small smile behind the niqab she was using. He did decide to help, without telling his two bodyguards first. Tonight, a lot of people are passing by. Alea could take good care of herself even if it disappeared a moment from the observation.
“You are very kind, young girl. Your parents must have educated you well.”
“Alhamdulillah, my parents did educate me very well.”
“Fortunately your parents for being able to educate their flesh and blood with their own hands. Unlike me who had to part with my only son since he was in the womb.”
Alea was stunned to hear that. He also felt the sadness of the old man dressed in shabbiness beside him. “Every human has his own way of life, sir. Maybe the separation between you and your son is one of the ways of life that God has prepared.”
The old man seemed to be grinning thinly without Alea's knowledge. “But the cause of the separation was not God, but a squatty—“
“Nona!”
Alea and the old man reflexively turned their heads. A few meters away from where Alea was standing, a man and a woman who looked came in hasty steps.
“Why is Miss here? Did something happen to Miss?” ask the woman.
“I'm fine. Sorry to make you anxious, I just want to help this father,” Alea said, looking to the side. However, all he found was the passing of alien humans. It wasn't that old man who a moment ago chatted with her.
“So that old man is here.” Confused Alea.
“Is miss okay? Is there a wound? Or is there any lady stuff missing?” ask the female bodyguard, streak.
“I'm fine,” replied Alea. He was still trying to find the old man he had helped.
“We should be back soon, miss.”
“Iya. It is likely that the lady was only bullied by a stranger who had evil intentions.”
Alea did not respond to the words of his two bodyguards with any response. He then glanced at the paper bag containing a type of flower that was common to him. The two bodyguards also instantly turned their gazes to the same object.
“Nona, can I check the flower?”
“This flower?” confused Alea.
“Iya.”
“Please.”
Alea handed the flower to the male bodyguard who also doubles as a private driver. “What happened to the flower? the flower looks ordinary, just like most flowers.”
The male bodyguard shook his head. “This is a Haganbana flower.”
“Haganbana Flowers?” confused Alea. “I just heard the name of that beautiful flower.”
The flower Alea meant was indeed beautiful. The color is bright red with green stems without leaves. The shape of the flower is also very unique according to Alea who is a lover of flowers.
“Haganbana flowers, Lycoris radiate or red spider lily are flowers that often appear in anime as a symbol of sadness or death.”
Alea jumped in shock upon hearing the information. “Mistress of sadness? death?”
“Iya, miss. Besides being beautiful, this flower that symbolizes death also has tubers that contain deadly toxins. In Japan, this flower is often dedicated to deceased family members. Whereas in Korea, because this flower and its leaves never meet, Koreans use this flower as a symbol of two people who will part.” The man looked at the young lady vigilantly.
“What's up?” ask Alea.
“There is one more information I have to convey.”
“Then convey. I want to hear it.”
The man who was already trained as a bodyguard heaved a heavy sigh before replying. “Someone who is given the Haganbana flower is believed to get sadness or death calamity.”
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