The Plan Of Masked Man
Asthma Tomb

"If I say. Stop looking for Asthma. Are you going to stop?" bryant looked in with a deep look.

Icha really can't believe it. After knowing what his dream was, Bryant asked himself to stop looking for Asthma. The asthma that made his life was always like a shadow. "Do you know, just because that woman my life became hell! How's ka..."

"The person you call 'THAT WOMAN'. HE'S your heart donor. You heard me Icha bint Samuel! You have the heart of Asthma."

Bruug...

Trouble it! But you're so sorry, because of Sam's love for you. Your lives are not calm. If your papa wasn't a criminal, we would have taken care of you. But I'd better take you there.~ Inner Bryant and hold Icha's body.

Leaving home in the middle of a durian garden. Of course not with a jeep but with another car that can hide the faces of both. While in villa hansa the North Sea is grieving. The moustached man stared at the ashes of his village with giddy eyes, wistful and tearful tears. The tightness in his chest is evidence of the breakdown of trust in the heart. "Find Icha wherever the girl is! I'll punish him myself."

"Baik boss."

Jeeps leave the villa hansa area, and only the owner of the villa remains. His legs felt heavy stepping, with clothes tattered camping due to the explosion. Whoever is the mastermind of the destruction of his village, he's definitely the one who stole his latest weapon. Villa Hansa is just a memory. With a gust of wind blew the black smoke billows stifling the chest.

"Whoever you are, I will make sure it is destroyed more than I feel." promised Samuel by scratching the ashes of the villa on his forehead.

Flasbacks

**he came to the Villa, just to check up and see someone locked up in a hansa villa. But, not yet had his footsteps approached Villa, the sound of a great bang damaged his eardrum. His body crashed far enough along with the flames that devoured the villa greedily.

Wanting to hit the red guy, but it's a suicide. Although his heart was broken, but it was better to sacrifice something that still stayed inside the hansa villa. A middle-aged woman, who was in his custody for almost 2 years less. The figure had always been a hindrance, but there was no intention of Samuel to eliminate the woman who raised him.

Without being realized by Samuel, if there is another figure who watches his movements from behind the tree. Silent figure with pain without incision**.

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Avanza's black car passed through a public settlement and stopped beside a public burial gate. It's almost 45 minutes, but Icha still fainted. Bryant got out of the car and approached a stall in the tomb area. "Excuse me ma'am, please, white lilies and red roses. As usual, mom!"

"Lord son, this is the red rose. Five minutes ago there was a man asking for a double flower bucket. Want to nda boy?" clearly a florist with a special style of mothers.

Bryant nodded and gave two pieces of red paper. "One more ma'am, if the girl in the car gets out. Just tell me, I'm in the tomb."

"Beres son, here's the change." replied the florist thrusting twenty thousand to Bryant.

"No need ma'am, just make me." Bryant took a bucket of red roses and left the flower shop.

His footsteps were hurried. There was something that troubled her heart, something that might bring good news for her and also her brother. Passed a few meals, until Bryant's footsteps stopped. A man in neat clothes was sitting, with two flower buckets on top of two tombs. "Who is he? I know that one eats asthma, but that one eats it?"

Curiosity Bryant makes his feet step back, the sound of a foot stomp that seemed slow did not make the man in front of the meal fooled. "What's your goal in eating asthma?"

Degs...

A heavy voice with a cold aura ambushed Bryant's adrenaline. The voice is almost the same as the voice of his twin brother. Fretfully, Bryant approached the tomb. Put down a bucket of red roses and stand next to the cold, expressionless man. "I want to atone for someone's sins. Then you're on your own?"

"sin? Are you one of the abusers 2 years ago?!" chilled the cold man by making his chest hand.

Bryant was shocked and spontaneously turned his body. His eyes looked at the man whose good looks exceeded his. It was just that the cold expression was extremely exaggerated and impressed like a living statue. "What harassment do you mean?"

"If not. What sins are you talking about?" the man chilled coldly and ignored Bryant's question.

"Briety!" call someone from behind and make Bryant turn to stare at the figure calling him.