
Tonight is exactly what was planned. Amanda is about to sneak into a mysterious warehouse that leaves her almost dead of curiosity. He wanted to make sure whether or not there was life in the warehouse. For he was very sure that the shrill voice he had heard that night was that of someone.
After dinner, Amanda decided to return to her room. He works by acting like a sleepy person. Many times, he covered his mouth pretending to yawn, with both eyes made lengar.
"I went to the first room, yes, my eyes have rung like this" Amanda said to everyone at the dinner table. He pushed the chair further up and bowed his body.
"Eating, going to bed? Don't you love that sex body of yours? Aren't you afraid of being a bully, my madam?" cynical Bellen, puffing both cheeks further laughed amusedly.
"In fact, I'd rather he turn fat. Moreover, fat because pregnant my son," said Lucas, confident.
"Come on... This woman, how did she get pregnant? If your goods are like ripe bananas, lackluster and mushy?" cibir Bellen, looking up at Amanda with the tail of his eyes, then looked at Lucas as he pulled both eyebrows up.
"Although it's lackluster and flaccid now, but it used to make you fly, right?" lucas doesn't want to lose.
"Yes.that's, 'right', first. Now, it's much different. Lookie! Lavina and I have no children up to this point. That's because the quality of your sperm is so low!" bellen said without fear.
"Your mouth is really venomous, Bellen!!" luke Lucas was furious at the words of his fourth wife who had crossed the line.
"My mouth must be poisonous because I'm like a snake!" Bellen stuck out his tongue, just like the beast he mentioned just now.
"For a long time, I've had those scissors on your tongue!" lucas growled because his wife unperturbedly opposed him.
"Try it if you dare!" challenge Bellen to stand up and then shake his waist. "Then I will cut off your maluan that only serves as that display!" point it at Lucas' crotch.
Amanda, along with Lavina, are embarrassed by the behavior of Lucas and Bellen who argue about things that are not useful. They both decided to go to the room. Instead of staying silent and watching endless squabbles, just making a dizzy head and getting carried away crazy.
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The clock has shown at eleven o'clock in the evening. From now on, the woman with blue strings was seen pacing in front of the window while having chin support. Every two seconds, he turned his head towards the wall clock. Watching the time that feels so long turning.
"Oh my God. It felt so good," Amanda murmured, impatient to immediately launch her plan.
Already four hours ago, he was walking back and forth non-stop. Occasionally glancing at the clock on the wall, interspersed staring at the moon from behind the bedroom window.
"When you're tense like this, my brain likes to suddenly freeze!" Amanda patted the eel further checking the surroundings from the surveillance cameras she had attached at some point. The cameras are directly connected to his cell phone.
"Hopefully, I can count on it! Come on my pigs!" Amanda sat on the bed and began checking the footage from surveillance cameras that were about the size of Amazon ants. In addition, the object is pitch black, very blending with the color of the palace walls. So, it is very easy to attach it without the knowledge of people also escape from cctv monitoring.
"Matthew. Because before you leave this cursed palace, you still have time to give things that I did not understand what was intended for," said Amanda remembering the kindness of the former lover. "I miss you, Matthew.. Now, where are you?" he continued in a soft tone and ended with a sigh of fret.
Amanda hurriedly brushed off the turmoil that greeted her thoughts. Because there are things that are far more important than just love. The young woman refocused on the thing she was holding right now.
A slanted smile was on its back when watching people who were originally still awake, now asleep soundly. At exactly one o'clock in the evening according to his predictions.
"Yes, I did it. Thanks God!!" Amanda cupped both hands in front of the chest while looking at the ceiling of the room as soon as sumringah.
The girl with golden brown hair, wearing all-black clothes. Not to forget the matching mask, to disguise his face from security surveillance. He started to move, going down the wall using rigging like the last time he escaped from his room.
Amanda crept around as she rolled her head here and there, to make sure the nearby situation was safely under control. He moved slowly, step by step like a reliable sneaker who was launching the action.
Twenty minutes, the time spent is full of tension. Bringing Amanda to a place that makes her curiosity rise. And now, the girl had been standing straight in front of an worn-out door.
"This door is locked using a padlock" whispered Amanda, thinking of something. He pulled the black and thin clasp from inside the hair, further straightening it.
The clasp is inserted into the lock cylinder. And in a matter of a few seconds, the iron object just opened very easily.
"Yes, I did it!!" amanda Cheers. However, he hurriedly clenched his mouth, controlling his emotions. "Don't make noise Amanda.." gritted to yourself.
Amanda removed the iron chain and shifted the boxes that blocked her path. He exhaled a rough breath, then bowed both hands before his lips, reciting prayers to God in his heart.
"Protect me, Lord!" Amanda exhaled again, putting both palms on the door leaf. "Let's Amanda.. Don't waste time!"
Amanda pushed the door slowly. However, with full power. Because the old door turned out to be very heavy. Unlike its appearance that looks torn and eaten by termites.
"Oh my God, this door is so heavy." Amanda kept pushing, though the sweat started to drip. "My brain wants to move on, but my heart says I have to keep going!" Amanda groaned and expended all the energy she had.
The door was opened, a look of happiness was clearly on Amanda's face. He quickly entered the room that looked like an unused warehouse.
However, the girl was stunned because she did not find anyone in the warehouse. He walked over, turning his head around with a blank look.
"No way, there's no one here! It's more unlikely that the voice I heard that night was that of a demon. Because I don't believe in anything beyond reason like that!" Amanda continued to babble and pay attention to every corner of the room.
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