So the Prisoner of Galak Thugs
15. Implore
Dih, what is that question? Why would he know how Suri feels about others?
Just organize activities he has violated Human Rights, then now he wants to regulate Suri's feelings, so?
"Like." Suri answered more boldly. "He's a handsome guy. Yaiyalah likes it."
Questions are not quality, Suri thought exasperatedly.
The man's expression was very sharp at Suri's words, as if he was not happy to hear Dayan being praised.
But he no longer spoke, went to lie down on the bed.
Not clear! Suri mumbled in heart. A guy is a happening! His brain shorted so!
Suri walked away with annoyed steps. Getting into the bathroom cleanses him from riding apitam because of the behavior of people do not know themselves that he helps.
May he recover quickly to leave quickly!
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Tomorrow, Suri has found her passion and optimism to work.
It just so happened yesterday that he found some job search writing without any student card frills, so Suri thought she could have another job this week.
However ....
"Where else are you going?"
Again, again, and again.
This is a person who looks sad, dragon tattoos, hobbies even become mothers.
Every time Suri moved, she asked where she was going. Suri came home last night, asked where she was from. She should be a girl!
Moreover, he was already very talented to be a selfish human being. If Suri asks him to be quiet, once he asks Suri must answer.
Want Suri to massage him until formless. Let him know what the pain is, because he seems to have started forgetting yesterday he was dying.
"Find a job" replied Suri Ketus. Brief though in his head he roared in annoyance.
"Gue has given you money, why do you still want to work?"
Suri snorted annoyedly. "Emang you think once dapet money you live a thousand years? I take money you pay the rent so now I have to pay for the money to eat."
"No need," break him up.
Maybe thought that Suri was living to worship him.
"Huh? Don't need to eat? Sori, yeah. I don't eat so use the infusion, I don't."
Suri snatched his jacket carelessly.
"Geez, I'm not a kid. I am not always asked by Mau—"
"Lo didn't scare me yesterday."
Bodo very, Suri said in his heart.
His hand pulled the door open, intending to go live his free life if it was not blocked by two burly men in white clothes right at the door.
"Sori, Mommy. I want to pass by."
They're silent.
"Mas, excuse me, I'm going through. Go to work."
Suri tried to break through, but his body was pushed in.
Forcibly they closed the door, leaving Suri dumbfounded.
"God! What's up?!" amuk Suri direct.
Obviously, only one person wants to do this.
"Crazy, you?! I want work! Why am I here also nemenin robot do not know to say! After all, if you are healthy, you should go back to—"
Suri's mouth was silenced only from the gaze of the eyes.
Just one facial expression.
This buset people. Baby face, even the eyes of the devil. Maybe he's a descendant of the demonic tuyul cross?
Or maybe his mother was a demon queen while his father was a monster?
His eyes could split people into seven parts!
"I mean," Suri felt like she had to lower her voice, "gue wants to work. Please."
"...."
"Please dong, please. I have to work to eat. Yes, you gave me money to pay the contract. But my life is not the way if I just pay the contract. Must eat too, must be mourning as well. Please."
Why should I beg the same people?!
The guy just looked at him as if he was going to kill Suri. Her hand moved down the pillow, taking out some money for the third time!
"Gue doesn't like the same extravagant people."
He throws the money and Suri spontaneously catches it.
"There's no more alesan."
Suri wants to work not just because of the money but because he is used to it! Suri remains in protest.
"Yes, next month and the next months I need it too! If only for this month doang—"
"Whisper!"
Suri gasps.
"Kalo lo don't understand, mending diem. I want to rest."
Suri clenched his hands tightly, praying to God up there not to kill someone he had helped.
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