Anara And Mr. Mafia
Chapter 234
"It's like you haven't eaten for three days,"
"It's just right that if Fenya always rejects you, you don't have capital at all. I doubt that every time you come out, Fenya will spend the money on your snack" Jennifer said.
Somehow it had to be the weapon they used, probably because Julian used the katana more often than anyone else.
"If you don't lose, give up. The older one should have succumbed to the younger one, "Julian answered easily.
Sriing...
Sriing...
The sound of the weapon re-frictioned, sounding pain in the ears if not used to hearing it.
"The younger ones who should have relented with the older ones" Sean replied. They talked in the middle of the exercises they did.
"Where can it be like that?" Julian's still kuekeh. They were still having a debate at such a time.
"Better focus on your training, boy. You don't let your guard down" said Sean.
"From that moment Julian focused, Pi." Julian swung his katana back.
Sriing...
Sriing...
Both of them were equally strong, a little difficult to take the gap.
"Don't be too serious, Pi. The aging line on your face is very visible." I don't know why Julian said anything there. If the others seirus in the training that he lived, different again with Julian who had been chattering was not clear.
Spring...
Spring...
Spring...
"You lost, Boy." Julian raised his head because Sean's katana was right in front of his neck, just a few cents away. Sean took down his katana.
"Ck.. cheat once," said Julian who did not accept because he lost to the papi. He could have defeated the papi, even though he had been talking since then there was no stopping.
"Papi said it, no. You better focus, not talk too much" he replied.
Julian rolled both his eyes lazily. "It's not good to be too serious, just make a headache."
"Heh, do not let your enemies easily defeat you. There's nothing in history if you're defeated,"
"Those who will lose, not me." Julian shook his head with his face.
"You gotta keep that up. Want to try again?" Sean is back in line ready to start again.
"Well, I'm tired. Just papi with the others." Julian breezed away from there leaving the papi alone. Maybe he was also exhausted because he had just arrived from Venezuela, since he had not rested at all. The katana he was carrying he was perched on his shoulder, Julian walked over with a whistle.
"Huh, that kid always was. You're so weird, Boy. But your abilities can't be doubted either." Without lingering Sean following the departure of Julian who was a little far away. He also had to hurry back before Ana scolded him if he did not come home.
It appears that Julian is currently looking at his phone in hand. He cringed and thought long enough there. After a long time of thinking, Julian also scrolled his phone screen to look for something.
Tutt...
Tutt...
The sound that came from his phone, I don't know who he called at night, instead of going to bed immediately but he made a phone call.
Krieg...
Krrieg...
loudly, he covered his ears using a pillow because he heard a noise from his cellphone.
Krieg...
Krieg...
The voice was still loud until not long after that the voice fell silent on its own.
Returning to Julian's side, he was annoyed that the person he was calling did not answer his phone. Julian re-presses to start the call.
Foetish...
Tutt....
On the opposite side...
Krieg...
Krieg...
Just a split second the phone was craved, the sound was again heard. The owner tightened the pillow to cover his ears.
Krieg...
Krieg...
"Well, who's been calling me these nights? Doesn't he see what time it is!" he opened a pillow that covered his ears. When he picked up his phone on the nightstand, he saw the name on it.
A rude gasp of breath rang out after he saw who had contacted him at night. He was forced to answer the phone call rather than being unable to sleep because he was disturbed.
"Didn't you see what time it is! Don't you know it's time for someone else to sleep!" he jolted at the person across there. The person across the street kept his phone away from his ears.
"You're so rude?" he's a little bit flattened there.
"I don't care!" jakak Fany is back.
"Are you still not satisfied bothering me earlier! And now that you're interrupting my sleep, if you keep bothering me, I'm gonna blacklist your phone number!" threaten the person across there with annoyance.
"Haissh, I just want to hear your voice. Why are you so fierce?"
"Don't you hear it now? Are you still not satisfied!" again Fany was tight on the person across the street.
"Just tell me what you want, or I'll hang up" Fany said.
"Eeehh. Why are you in such a hurry," stop the person across there. Fany clucked in annoyance by rolling both his eyes lazy.
"Do you have time tomorrow?"
"No! I busy. Never mind, I'm closing." Fany disconnected her phone unilaterally. Fany turned off her phone and went back to sleep.
"Yes...." Not yet he answered, the phone call was just finished. He tried to make a phone call again, but the number he was in contact with was not active.
"Haiiss..," she's upset across the street.
Who else if not Julian and Fany, Julian who still could not close his eyes was also mengubugni Fany. He plans if the next morning he invites to go around, but not yet himself to speak, Fany has decided to call him unilaterally. Julian, who looked upset, threw his phone on the mattress right next to his sleeping pillow, decided to sleep upset because Fany cut his phone call unilaterally.
The plane landed smoothly at Berlin's international airport, a man wearing a short t-shirt wrapped in a knee-length suit strappingly walked down the stairs of the plane he was riding. He inhaled a little air then resumed his steps to immediately go down. He walked with one hand he put in his pants pocket.
His arrival was already in wait by some of his subordinates there, he asked his subordinates to bring his suitcase. He put his feet back in his hands and put them in his pants pocket, his eyes straight ahead not paying attention to what was around him. He kept walking until he got to the car that picked him up and took him away from the airport.
The car drove quickly split the streets of the city which began to enter early morning.