KAFKAS
ONCE I HOLD IT, I WON'T LET GO.

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Geck...

Geck...

Ali knock the glass of a Honda Civic rose gold car parked not far from Jl. XX.

"GET OUT WOY." exclaimed Ali loudly.

"Well, guys? That's Ali ngetok-ngetok." asked Unge ketar-ketir.

"Yes, it's open to him than he's raging." Mitha Sarcas.

"If he's the one who's berserk, I'm not horrified. If Gaishan, Sanz, or Kafka were to go on a rampage, I could have a sudden heart attack" Cherry said, opening up Jessie's half-glass. "Eh, Brother Ali." while grinning in the seat beside the steering wheel.

"Jess, move to your back. Let me drive your car."

"But Li, why do you have to drive my car?" mumbling Jessie alert. He knows where they will be taken after this, certainly Waldemarr headquarters.

"The Gaishan I told you to make ngajak lo all unplug from here, before Kafka knew that you were all ngajakin Alta. If you want to protest, you protest to Gaishan just directly." said Ali cynical.

"But, Alta hasn't boarded my car yet. How's she?"

Ali took a deep breath. "Biarin." refute it slowly.

"Barin's crap anyway, Li. What if there's nothing with Alta?" cherry Protest.

Ali did not respond to Cherry's words. "CEPETAN MOVED BACK, BEFORE GAISHAN OR SANZ WHO CAME HERE" he said full of emphasis with intonation that has been rising. Because Sanz had been staring hard at Jessie's car.

"Okay, I'm moving on" said Jessie, because she realized that Sanz was staring hard at his car. He did not want to get involved and ended up at Waldemarr headquarters.

After Jessie moved to the back seat, Ali quickly took the rose gold car away from XX road.

"Where are we going Li??" ask Mitha.

"Diem lo, don't ask much. The point is you won't all end up in base." nyolot Ali.

"Rileks yuk guys," Cherry patted Mitha's hand on the back. "Breathe."

Mitha, Jessie, Unge, and Maurin follow Cherry's orders. They took a deep breath and threw it away slowly. "Hwf"

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"MARKAS WALDEMARR "

Kafka stepped towards Alta, his sharp eyes looking right at his prey this time. Kafka's two hands were drowned in his pants pocket.

The gripping aura Alta could feel when Kafka was actually standing before her.

"Gue can be clear" Alta said firmly.

"No need!"

Kafka's answer managed to make Alta growl. His hands were clenched, ready to punch this living statue in front of him.

"Ck, important pretender."

Kafka glared, he stared at Alta coldly without saying much.

The girl was now trying to neutralize her body, control her emotions, and let out a slow sigh. "Gini ya kaf, that was we accidentally passed XX" explained Alta still with intonation patience.

"CONTINUED??" reply Kafka brief.

"Em, yes it is." Alta's hair immediately brushed, because of Kafka's sharp eyes.

"Yes, that's how it is. I'm going back at night" said Alta would not extend.

"Sanz, my anterin back, yuk?" pinta Alta, take Sanz's hand. While Sanz just sat quietly regardless of Alta's request.

"Ish, Gaishan please anterin I'm back." beg Gaishan.

Again the same thing Gaishan did, he just fell silent without responding to Alta.

As if not out of spirit, now it is Aleshaqi's turn to be asked to take him home. But the same thing was done by Aleshaqi, no one was willing to act before their chairman gave a gesture.

"Okay, I can go back myself." Alta passed through Kafka just like that, her intention of wanting to go home alone. However, just one step of his foot stepped on. A burly hand pulled him back so that Alta's forehead hit the chest of one's field, who else if not Kafka.

The scent of perfume mixed with the smell of cigarettes, clearly smelled in Alta's nose. He immediately pulled his body two steps back. I don't know why this time Alta got so scared.

"Gu... I, want to go back." said Alta turned her body.

"Who told you to go?"

Kafka stepped leisurely with both hands still in his pants pocket. Yes, it's relaxing for Kafka but not for others who see him. Every step he took emitted an intimidating gripping aura from his body.

Kafka, stopping his steps right in front of Alta, suddenly Alta was back one step back again.

"Gue wants to go back, Kaf" said Alta.

Kafka did not speak of Alta. It erodes the distance that runs between them. The atmosphere of the room that is filled with cooling air becomes hot and tense. Her tiny legs continued to step back, until Alta felt her back touch a wall in the corner of the room.

Without wasting any opportunity, Kafka immediately locked Alta's movements using both of his sturdy arms which he placed on the right and left sides of Alta's head.

"Where are you? Don't you want to watch me war the same one you said your cousin was??" asked Kafka, who added with a sharp gaze that managed to make Alta sweat cold.

"Ish move aside, don't get rich in gini. Let me tell you that we accidentally went XX. Is that deaf or dumb?" said Alta, as if she regained her lost courage.

"Well, my Bebep there's no taku-takuttnya." cried Gaishan whispered in Sanz' ear.

"Budek's just as deaf what's the difference?" aleshaqi whispered.

"There, ege." answered Sanz.

"What?" gaishan was curious.

"Eating your brain do not be a mute girl, the same deaf budek is the difference in writing and spelling. Budek, B.U.D.E.K while Deaf, yes T.U.L.I." press Sanz.

Kafka smiled at the Devils, only this time Kafka met a stone girl with incredible guts.

"Gue persenatin." press Kafka. "Once again you and your friends are in my area fighting, I will not hesitate to give you a lesson. Understand lo?"

"Keep, should I care?"

"ALTAH." Kafka snapped, trying to refrain from hitting Alta so badly with the girl.

"Please kaf, let her be a girl." Gaishan warned Kafka.

Kafka clenched his hands until his handbooks were printed clearly whitened, he did not like to be rebutted let alone a woman. It was the same as dropping his pride. Not a single person dared to do that, but this girl?

Slowly, Kafka brought his face closer. By reflex the girl restrains and pushes Kafka's field chest. However, this has no effect on the master. The distance of their faces was only scrape by one finger, making Alta able to feel the bubblegum-smelling roar through her facial skin.

Alta's gaze no longer dared to look Kafka in the eye. He was only able to close his eyes, as well as hold his breath, because of this.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, passed. But nothing happened. With hesitation, Alta opened her eyes again. The girl slightly gasped as Kafka's burly hand moved to slip a pinch of Alta's hair behind her ear. Alta's heart cried out loud inside there.

Kafka's lips approached Alta's ears and whispered something. "Gue, don't like to be denied. Once I hold it, I will never leave it. So you understand, Aludra Altalune?!"