The Desire of the Cold Militant
A familiar sign
At first they thought they were going to get out of the room, choosing to go and go home quickly, enjoy each other's dinners and get their best rest until tomorrow morning but who would have thought they were stuck in the warehouse without tolerance.
And the question is who will hear their screams at night like this?!.
When everyone had clearly returned at their respective contest places.
"Oh god..."
Nadine spoke frantically while trying to bang on the door, she even tried to open the door in various ways.
But the result is nil.
The girl was clearly panicked, the dim lights that lit up the room made the atmosphere very unpleasant.
He had never been in the same room as a foreign man before, even though it was Bill Rowland.
This is the first time he's been in a room with a man other than his Daddy, his older brother or his Uncle.
"Handphones?"
Nadine thinks they can contact someone and ask for help through her cell phone.
But...
Oh god's.
He left his cell phone in his bag.
For a moment the girl glanced at Azlan.
"Did you bring your phone, sir?"
Getting the girl's question, Azlan raised both his shoulders in a relaxed manner.
On my desk.
Nadine breathed slowly.
How could the man act so calm?!. as if this was not the case for the man.
Nadine's mind is slow.
He eventually tried to raise his head, find out who knew there was a window or or ventilation hole or whatever it was to serve as a place to get out of there.
But as for what he expected probably won't be found.
The man who built the room was very cruel.
Nadine's mind again.
"Why not use a development concept that puts a little window to use in an emergency?"
Nadine asked slowly towards Azlan.
The man who had been following the room turned to Nadine.
"The concept of the construction done by the ancestors, I don't understand why they didn't provide some ventilation holes or windows in this room"
Answer the man quickly.
His eyeballs were again busy walking through the room.
Hope who knows there's another loophole that could get them out of there.
When school he never brought his Daddy to this place, for his Daddy is quite focused on the school later just thinking about the company.
He stayed in France for a long time.
"May be afraid of theft"
Nadine then said.
He thought it might be able to melt the atmosphere, a little kidding might be a powerful technique to make the atmosphere not tense right.
But who would have thought his jokes even become crisp.
Could it be with eng ing Ong music on top of his head?!.
Really not funny.
As if there were emo flat eyes, a face with a watermark or even a slumbering face Because of the snoring above his head currently 😑😓😴.
really crisp.
The girl immediately sat on the floor, bending her thighs slowly.
She thinks it's a good thing she's wearing trousers today, not a short skirt.
Azlan seemed to pull over, not thinking about sitting next to the girl.
He said slowly.
"I thought we had to stay here"
Hearing Azlan's words, Nadine immediately swallowed her saliva.
Sleeping here? both? Oh god's.
The girl instantly put her head on both knees, she let her forehead be on top of both her palms and knees for some time.
Suddenly the room became a little cold, he could see Nadine trying to rub both arms with her palms.
Seeing this, Azlan hurriedly took off his suit and gave the suit to Nadine.
Eh?.
Instantly the girl raised her head, looking into the eyes of the eagle who looked at her with a gaze that Nadine could not describe.
"I'm fine"
Nadine said slowly.
"You're cold"
Azlan spoke slowly.
"Sleep if you're sleepy, I'll think of a way to get out, if it's really in a state of urgency we're really going to sleep here"
Then Azlan turned his face away from Nadine.
The man slowly raises his cameja arms alternately left and right.
The girl momentarily stared at Azlan's movements, she was just about to speak but suddenly her eyeballs were glued to Azlan's left arm.
As Nadine frowned, she tightened her grip on Azlan's suit as she thought she knew the familiar mark on the man's left arm.