
'What! Why did the man suddenly come home? How'this? I haven't found a way out of this place yet.' Instantly the inner Agnes suddenly riled up. The girl did not want to be truly made the sixth wife in the old bandot. Indeed, Agnes had never met the gangster chief who had bought her from Mollen. Where this fat woman is none other than the sister of her late mother herself.
Agnes really did not expect Mollen's willingness to nurture and raise until now because of bad intentions. He's been making deals on Mr. Arnott since five years ago. It is appropriate that the treatment of the aunt has always been good and fairly obeyed all her wishes.
'If you know this is my fate, I'd better be a bum. Rather than living well in college, but in the end I was sold. I'm not like a farm animal. Nurtured well in order to bring profit to the keeper.' Inner Agnes grimaced grimly. He no longer knows what his fate will be after this.
Even because of his problems, an innocent man died to save him.' I shouldn't have asked him for help. If I had known that the plotter who attacked me was a gang of armed gangsters, I wouldn't have involved him. Oh, David.' Agnes seemed so sorry. Her tears flowed so hard that she made both her cheeks wet.
Leaning, the side of the cot while looking at the dress thrown by Mollen towards him. "Clean your body and put on that dress. I'm gonna bring in some fairies to dress you up!" mollen yelled one last time before she finally walked out of the room slamming the door rudely.
In fact, Agnes held onto her already throbbing chest first. Really, at this time he is not crying over his circumstances and fate. But he regretted the death of someone because of it. When he began to realize that he had other feelings for her. The man died because of it.
"Mollen. Where's my future wife! Bring him here, hurry!" arnott's words with his baritone voice shocked Mollen.
"Ba–baik, Mister. Soon the boy will be down."
"I don't want to wait any longer. Or your head will fall on the floor of this living room!" threaten Arnott who immediately makes Mollen run fast upstairs.
"Agnes! Why aren't you done yet!" Mollen banged on the locked room door from inside. He forgot to take the key to the room. "Damn! Stupid me, why did you leave the key inside. My head may not survive this" muttered Mollen, holding his neck imagining Arnott slashing him using the gangster's chief's favorite katana.
You know what a katana is, a sharp object like a long sword. Very sharp and able to slash anything including your neck. A powerful object commonly used by samurai warriors.
Agnes was seen walking back and forth in the room. She squeezed the dress she had not worn on her body. Instead, he only wore pajamas to sleep with a panda.
"Fucking kid! Open the door or I'll break down and break your fingers after this!" threatening Mollen was no longer the affection he usually expressed to his nephew. Right now there was only resentment and anger lodged in the chest of that greedy woman.
"How's this. I was scared and unprepared to face the maniac. I-" Agnes who was thinking felt shocked by the sound at the loud impact on her door. It turned out that up ahead, Mollen had summoned several bodyguards to break down Agnes' bedroom door.
"Dead me! This time I must really be dead! Yes ... It's better that I die." Agnes approached the dresser and immediately opened one of her drawers. He was looking for anything he could use to take his life right now. Rather than marrying a wicked old man with many wives, he would rather just die. That is, the short thoughts that popped into Agnes' head.
"Huh, I found it. This thing could've saved my fate." Agnes grinned as she found something she could have used to kill a life.
His determination has been unanimous to catch up with the man who died protecting him. At least he could meet her later in the afterlife to apologize.
"Goodbye, I hate my life!Haaaa ...!"
Bruahgt!
The door leaf opened and hit hard against the wall of the room. When one kick from the bodyguard managed to damage its hinges. Agnes was surprised. However, he again pointed the sharp object in front of his heart.
Mollen's two eyes instantly faded until they almost popped out of their sockets. He did not think that Agnes had a short mind to prefer to finish her life rather than according and live a good life. Yes, that's in his view.
Nice or not to be the sixth wife, you will not know before living it. Even the gangster leader imitated with luxury and also position.
"Fucking kid! So you chose to die rather than get rich huh! You idiot!" mollen shouted continuously cursing at Agnes. The woman was very furious but could not struggle because Agnes increasingly pressed the tip of the skewer to her left chest. In fact, there were patches of blood that began to seep on his nightgown. It shows that he is not kidding.
"Yes, Bi. I'm a fucking kid. You should have just dumped me instead of taking care of me and selling me. I'll make sure you lose big, Bi!" agnes shouted not to lose. He continued to fight because he did not want to be oppressed again
"Stop acting stupid, Agnes!" yell Mollen again. He was very afraid that his nephew would really take his life. So, extinct and destroyed all his dreams that have been in sight.
Meanwhile inside the luxurious bathroom of a mansion. Looked the figure of a handsome silver-haired young man who overslept in a puddle of soap foam. Soon his sleep seemed restless. Until, it appears that droplets of sweat as large as corn kernels drip on the side of the temple.
His forehead was tightly furrowed, as if a sign that he was currently having a nightmare. Until now the rest of David's limbs began to move. "Agnes! Don't do that! I'm here .. I'm here okay. Agnes!"
David shouted loudly, until he woke up sitting. His breathing roared and one-on-one. It's not usually a dream in the afternoon like this. Moreover, dreaming of an event that he thought was very strange.
"Agnes. Why did you suddenly come in my dream. Are you telling me? If so, you should not take that step. Please don't." David murmured still with a breath that looked stingy.
"Boy, buddy. Do you realize I'm no longer around you?"
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"I have to find him. Got to!" Boy stood up from his big chair and took the Coat back to cover his body from the cold.
...Seriate...