Sacred In Stain
Chokes

Chapter 52. Chokes

Jordan throws a glass filled with whiskey that he is gulping at. Slam it against the wall, ending up smashed scattered on the floor.

“Sial!” his voice was angry, his face was red with emotion. “Why should Khalisa! I have long been after the innocent. He has a different charm. Even in his maiden appearance there dared to pay two hundred million, a quite rare thing. It could be that naive naive naive even act so a thief and I have to let go. Also, why after being forged for three months of fruitless serving guests? Arghh shit! I should have tested it myself first!” angry spray.

“But, I guess, his poor maiden performance was not at all the fault of our direction, Jordan. The training method you created is already the best among your competitors.” Tya threw a disguised compliment to another intent, sitting on Jordan's lap in a seducing pose.

“So, what's wrong? You trained him right, right?” Jordan squinted the other end of the eye at Tya.

“The evidence during this time, which I trained mostly always managed to become a skilled night flower, there are only a few amateurs after being trained, which is indeed no flair for seducing. It could be that Khalisa is one of them, who is not talented to be trained as hard as anything. After all, it is better to be released than to be carried away in a case involving reporting to the authorities . Don't you like that, Jordan? You once said dealing with the authorities was troublesome even though there was a back of your back. What's more, who buys his services last night must be a moneyed and influential person. He said he had CCTV evidence, right? Judging from the look of it at a glance, the man who paid Khalisa last night must not be an arbitrary person.”

Tya also chimed in blowing dust on the mind of Jordan who was dying so that more turbid. Tya was relieved to hear Khalisa run away even though the news of the theft left her quite stunned. Unbelieving the figure of Selugu Khalisa dare to steal. However, according to Tya it is better than wallowing in the valley of nista nan dirty although equally unjustified. Thought Khalisa was desperate to become a thief to get money five hundred million faster.

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Hoodie and jeans lent by Aloisa to be the body wrapper Khalisa this afternoon, look better than the trending pants and sweater of Yudhis's clothes worn before. Yudhis deliberately asked Aloisa to lend him a head covered hodie, worried about crossing paths with the pimps and recognizing Khalisa was wandering around with him.

“Where are we going, Bang?” Khalisa ventured to ask as the car slowed down on the crowded streets. The weather is quite hot out there, lucky car coolers blow cool at the right temperature so that residents inside still feel comfortable.

Yudhis did not immediately answer, engrossed in the sensation of choppy in the chest permeate the designation ‘Abang’ pronounced Khalisa. Sounds more melodious than when spoken by others, tickling a lump of meat that lives behind his chest cavity.

Unable to get an answer, Khalisa turned his head and turned his head. “Bang, where are we going?” tweet again. Khalisa wanted to know because Yudhis had not told them his purpose.

“Eh, yes beautiful. We want per_”

Not yet the sentence was completed, Yudhis coughed loudly, choking on his own speech. Impulsively, his mouth called out for what was swarming in his brain, leaving him aghast in shock.

“Abang why cough? Pain?” Khalisa did not focus on Yudhis earlier speech, distracted by a sudden, noisy cough. Taking a bottle of mineral water near the seat, Khalisa opened it and thrust it at Yudhis.

“Drink first, Bang. That's her face so red, surely her throat hurts so much huh?” khalisa said worriedly.

“Passion,” answered Yudhis briefly, received a helping of water and gulped it down. Calm down as quickly as possible and then connect the word. “I'm taking you out to buy some clothes. If I buy it, I'm afraid it doesn't fit the size and model. There is no way you keep wearing a sweater and trending right?”

“I paid. In return for the delicious cup of coffee you made this morning. But, before shopping accompany me to lunch, I feel like I am getting tired of eating alone, addicted to eating accompanied like this morning.”

Seriate.

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