
Jourrel silently stared, quite stunned when he got a sudden kiss from the girl. The two closed their netra, fusing together their warm gusts of breath.
Jourrel's palm immediately restrained Cheryl's nape and deepened her kiss. Although both inexperienced, Jourrel led the kiss according to his instincts.
“Cheryl! Cheryl! You hear papa?” tiger exclaimed as he heard nothing but a thunderous explosion.
Cheryl opened her eyes immediately, pushed Jourrel's chest and dropped her body in her own chair, “I—iya, Pa. Cheryl is fine. What about Uncle Bian and the others?” Cheryl asked with an irregular breath.
“We're all safe, Miss. Don't worry.” Bian said when his name was called.
“Ah, thank goodness!” Tiger sighed in relief at his headquarters.
Cheryl exhaled a rough breath, touching her lips while smiling broadly. The first kiss was quite chaotic, but very memorable for him.
It became a misbehavior, especially when Jourrel looked at him for long-goals. His face was red like a tomato. He immediately returned his car to their inn.
“Nona! Dame, managed to escape,” reports Rico who has not managed to find any trace of him. They were too focused on Cheryl and Jourrel, so he managed to escape.
“Uncle keep monitoring, if signs appear, immediately contact us,” Cheryl said.
“Good, Miss!”
“Be careful, Cheryl. Stay alert,” connect Tiger back worried.
“Siap, Pa. Just calm. We will catch up to Palembang after everything is in order!” cheryl said with confidence.
“Papa wait for your arrival.”
“Papa still want promise ‘kan?” Cheryl reminded me.
There was a long, heavy breath of the man. “Hemm! Just look at it later!” his reply.
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Just about to step on foot in the basement of the hotel, Rico told him that Dame was observing them from a considerable distance.
“This time it's my turn, you just rest! It should all be out tonight too!” jourrel's spirit kissed Cheryl's forehead then rushed towards her motorbike. Immediately ventured impatiently, after installing the helmet properly. “Uncle, car type and license plate number!” pinta Jourrel leaves Cheryl.
But the girl did not remain silent. Cheryl gets back in the car and follows Jourrel. He also heard what Jourrel and Rico were talking about.
After getting information along with road instructions, Jourrel accelerates the speed of the motor. His eyes squinted sharply, scanning every car he drove through.
Not to be outdone, Cheryl also drives her car at high speed. Stay focused even after midnight.
Rico, who is still in the hotel, continues to give instructions to Jourrel, regarding which path Dame traversed.
“Nona, where are you going?” rico exclaimed when he saw the point of Cheryl's existence adjacent to Jourrel.
“I can't be quiet, Uncle!” the girl was excited.
“Quiet, Darling. I'm behind you,” said Cheryl casually.
As Jourrell refocused forward, he lost track. His concentration was indeed scrapped hearing Cheryl follow him. He had to take his eyes off Dame.
“Uncle, where is he?” pekik Jourrel loosened the gas, the speed of the motor was getting down.
“In the meantime, we also lost signal!” sahut Rico works hard to find the whereabouts of Dame's car.
Cheryl herself lowered her speed, she prepared a revolver on the dashboard of her car. Her lips smiled faintly in light of the time Jourrel taught her, as it was peppered with the unforgettable romantic drama of her entire life.
Jourrel's eyes glanced as a car drove at high speed from behind Cheryl.
“Cheryl! Fast forward!” the screams of Jourrel surprised Cheryl. His firearm dropped, his eyes catching Jourrel who was waving his hands while constantly shouting.
“Nona, quickly get out of the way!” Rico shouted when Dame's car was targeting the car that Cheryl and Jourrel had boarded earlier. When Dame sees Cheryl's car following her, Dame cuts off the road and intends to crash into the car.
Panicked and nervous, Cheryl only realized after seeing the reflection of the movement of the car from behind her that drove at very high speed.
Jourrel turned the direction quickly, driving his iron horse in the opposite direction to Dame's car. There was no time left, their distance was already too close. Jourrel stared with a very sharp grin. After adjusting the handle and gear of the motor, Jourrel who drove at high speed stretched his motor with a slope of 45° and then accidentally released it from a distance of several meters and gave a little boost in his legs.
Jourrel's body rolled over and was dragged down the highway. He kept rolling until he stopped by the road. The bike was stuck in the front tire of Dame's car. Friction and clamping of the brake are deafening.
Jourrel immediately stood up even though he was almost staggered, then directed the dessert deagle right at Dame. Without further ado, Jourrel immediately opened the bullet, then pulled the trigger right at Dame's head.
“Dor! Dor's! Dor!”
“Dad, mother, all done,” murmured Jourrel shot him repeatedly, then closed his eyes, reopened his memories as the men took his father's life, as well as his suffering with his mother. Take out all his grudges and rage until Dame's car loses control, crashing into a roadblock wall.
“Duaarrrrrr!”
The exploding car sent Jourrel's body crashing, bouncing and rolling on the road because of their close enough distance.
“Jourrel!” shout Cheryl.
Upon hearing such a loud impact, Cheryl turned the steering wheel. He gaped and immediately got out of the way of Dame's car so as not to be dragged and clashed with him.
Cheryl got out of her car, running very fast towards the lover who was lying on the side of the road. “Jourrel! Jourrel wake! Jou!” peekik Cheryl wiggles Jourrel's shoulder.
Cheryl unmounted Jourrel's helmet, then grabbed the man's head. “Jou, be aware,” he said starting to sob.
“Cheryl!” lirih Jourrel scrunched his forehead feeling pain all over his body. “Mission .. se—le—sai,” says Jourrel stammered. Then lose consciousness.
“Jourreeel!” cheryl cried hysterically hugging her head so tightly.
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Xavier took a ygy holiday... I want to type this until it's over. stay tune... Lots of comments. 🥺😭