Revenge And Love The Bodyguard
chapter 93

Carlos was still looking at the sailboat, which was boarded by the queen.

The net sharpens, in the direction of the spin but which is now moving further away.

The corner of Carlos' lips twitched, forming a meaningful smile.

He turned to the side, where Patrick was ready to aim at the target aimed at Nicko the only child of queen Rosella.

"Give it, to me!" Pinta Carlos coldly, while extending his hand to the side.

Patrick swiftly gave up the puffs that could turn off the target, even if it was far away.

Carlos aimed a sophisticated rifle at the target with one eye peering at a small hole that resembled a magnifying glass, capable of watching the movement of the target. And it can redeem, destroy human skin when it's on target.

"Congratulations, enjoy the sadness, queen Rosella," murmured Carlos with a meaningful smile.

While saying a word of congratulations, Carlos prepared to pull the trigger of the rifle and not wait long, Carlos released a single bullet that would penetrate Nicko's chest.

"RIP" always Carlos slowly with in the accompaniment of satisfied rarity.

Surely not for a long time, heard a hysterical scream from a woman who was crying over someone who had died.

Simultaneously, a barrage of gunfire charged towards Carlos and his men.

Carlos laughs with the hysterical cry of Queen Rosella.

So did the sound of shots that were mutually disdainful.

Carlos casually left his men, who were fighting for strength in the skill of shooting.

"Done up!" Carlos's orders.

"But, remember. Let him live!" Further again.

"Okay, sir," replied Patrick and the others.

"A very pleasant cry" monologue Carlos.

~

While inside the spin but, there was still a cry from a mother.

When the child is just his puppet, stiff in his lap covered with blood.

Queen Rosella roared hysterically while embracing the rigid body of the son, who had just gotten a bullet that pierced her chest into the heart.

At once Nicko exhaled, while getting a bullet that is still lodged in a very important organ.

"My son" said Queen Rosella in a trembling tone.

The two hands of the middle-aged woman, were already filled with the blood of the son.

"Wake up, son .. don't leave, mother," he whispered in the son's ear.

"We haven't enjoyed everything yet, son. A little more, then everything will be ours" the queen Rosella muttered in a stifled tone.

His tears were still so swift flowing down his cheeks, which had begun to look fine lines in a certain environment.

"Wake, boy. Wake up!" Shouted the woman with such deep sadness.

"Mother, please wake up, son .. accompany me, to get things done," the woman stirred.

"NICKO!" Shouted queen Rosella loud, to be able to cover the sound of a simple shot.

"I SWEAR I'LL MAKE YOU PAY FOR THIS!" Shouted queen Rosella like an orang-in-waiting.

And the woman again wept for her son, whose body was already cold.

He tightly embraced the body of the son, he ignored his messy appearance with a red liquid now littering his clothes and also his face.

He was still crying over the passing of his only son.

The ones who had just met back at the auction event, after not meeting for nearly a year.

But this time his son, was really gone for good. And there was nothing more that queen Rosella was waiting for her arrival and the figure she always longed for.

In the midst of the sound of bullet shots that are mutually unpretentious, there is also the roaring cry of a queen Rosella.

So devastated was the woman's feeling and heart, her chest hurt, it hurt so much. Seeing his only son die in front of him.

The child who became his encouragement, the child who became his homesickness, the child who became his goal in life who is now his obsession, and the child who will become his pride and honor later.

But the wishful thinking now remains a pseudo-dream that has gone along with all the beautiful, beautifully designed hopes in the mind and mind of queen Rosella.

A hope, which will make his son in awe and respect of all humans on this earth.

A hope in which the child will be able to control all the power in his city.

A hope that will make him respected and respected everywhere.

But unfortunately now his hopes and dreams become lost and become dust that now flies carried by the wind of sadness.

"Back, soon!" Martin's orders.

"Okay sir" said his subordinates.

Queen Rosella stared at her bodyguards fixedly and sharply.

"They are, capable of crippling, all our members, your majesty," Martin concluded.

"What, you sure, wants to bring him back?" Ask Martin.

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Queen Rosella asked back with a gloomy face.

"Not your highness. T-shirts, …."

"TAKE HIM TO ME!" Jerky queen Rosella.

"Every noble one" replied Martin.

"I, just want to see, their reaction, when I see my surprise," Queen Rosella muttered with a sharp look.

"Me, promise. Will avenge them all, son!" Queen Rosella, who was sad again.

"Prepare, special room, for my son!" get queen Rosella.

"Oh, your honor" replied Martin.

Queen Rosella will keep her son's body intact.

He will carry out preservation on the body of the child, so that it is always intact.

So that queen Rosella can see the face of her son at any time, if she misses the figure of the son only wayangnya.

Queen Rosella looked at the handsome face of her son, who was now turning pale and turning blue.

Queen Rosella did not care about the sea of loose waves that rocked, their boat.

The sound of the waves colliding with the body of the large boat worn by queen Rosella, did not make the woman turn away from the handsome face of her son.

There was clearly sadness on the face of the woman.

His face was covered with both of his swollen eyelids.

Martin faithfully stood behind his beloved queen.

~

Back to the villa.

"What happened to him?" Carlos just appeared in one of the rooms in the villa.

"He felt pain in his head" Amber replied.

"Did he say, something?" Ask Carlos curiously.

"No! He just yelled and called out a shadow" said Boy, who was sitting on the sofa.

"Shadows?" Carlos parroted.

"A shadow, a woman," Boy slurried again.

"Is that a shadow, mommy?" Sela Carlos, guessing.

"Eitherway! Better, we wait for him, consciously," Boy said.

Sighing Carlos said Boy. "All right," he said obediently.

Amber only went silent while looking at Bram's pale face.

Every now and then he rubbed the masculine face of his lover, who looked very handsome.

The other hand held Bram's palm tightly.

"What happened to you, in the past?" amber's monologue in heart.

"What about the twins?" Suddenly, Carlos asked Boy.

"He's kind. Even very good!" Answer Boy lightly.

"What do you mean, damn it. They're there, without any bodyguards!" Screeched Carlos, who was worried about his nephew.

"Well, we'll just go back" Amber said.

"You, right. We'd better go back" Carlos said, agreeing to Amber's proposal.

"No, necessary. Anyway they are safe," replied Boy casually.

"Suck!" Hardic Carlos.

"Why, you're so calm, damn it!" Screeches Carlos.

"That's because of them, with their grandfather,"

"Grandfather?" Ask Carlos and Amber at the same time.

"What, your daddy got back up?" Ask Carlos to Amber.

"Or, Mr Cole has retired from his Casanova soul?"

"They, together, …."

"Akh, okay. Let's go home!"

"Boy Raymond Cole, asshole!?