Tap Your Heart's

Tap Your Heart's
Section 38


"Hiswa must be avenged with life! We need to get revenge on James!" Shane's gaze was straight ahead.


After Deva's funeral was over, all the members of the Black Tyrannical community had already returned to their Headquarters. Hatred and vengeance are one. This time, an event they had never predicted before. The absence of Clein overwhelmed them to look after each other. Until finally they have to give up their close friends called first by God.


"Gue agrees lo Shane, we must attack James as well as his lackeys right now! Deva's gone, she won't be able to come back! Arghhh James fucking!" Kenzo kicked the chair with a furious rage. Losing a close friend certainly makes it worse.


"Prophe Zo, be patient. You have to be sincere, Kasian Deva is there if you don't let him go." Oki's words tried to calm Kenzo down.


"We did attack today, for the leader we chose Shane. Clein's not a good leader, we'd better get him down. Hoping for Clein's presence, it was a waste of time." Arhan.


"This loo is just fishing! It makes things worse!" Sentak Oki's.


"What?! Is there something wrong with my words?Open your eyes Oki, open them! Not that you're old friend of Clein's, you're closing your eyes about his bad nature as a leader!" Arhan's words raised his tone.


"Gue knows Clein better than you! I know exactly what Clein looks like! Something is wrong with you! It's as if you've been blinding your eyes about Clein's kindness all along!" Reply Oki.


"Udah already! We obrolin Clein's problem later! Now we better put together a strategy!" Son tried to mediate.


"agree. We devised an assault strategy with the primary focus on killing James. If James doesn't get to us, we can kill one life from their gang." Shane.


"So how was the attack?" Ask Revan.


Shane fell silent and looked at his friends. He was thinking carefully about the best strategy in the attack this time.


"Every night James always goes to clubbing. He would definitely bring some of his members to party together with him. Well it looks like for now we're not going to attack all the members in their gang. We'll attack James personally inside Clubbing." Shane.


"Why not attack their headquarters? Maybe it's not just James's life we're gonna get, it's the lives of the members who killed Deva!" Said Son.


"That's how they'll easily guess. We no longer use that way because they must have anticipated it. Especially before together with Clein we once attacked directly to their Headquarters. Although the results were successful, but for now the possibility is small." Shane.


"Will all the members come?" Ask Jeff.


"No! Only about five people will take part in the attack this time to minimize the failure of our plan."


"Who will be included in this attack?" Ask Revan.


"Maybe Kenzo, Oki, Jeff, Son and me." Shane.


"Gue also wanted to come, why am I not invited anyway?" Ask Arhan.


"It takes consideration to invite who will come. I picked the five of them because they have basic martial skills. You can't defend yourself, Han. I'm afraid that if you come later it will be at risk for your safety!" Shane.


"Lo underestimated my abilities, Shane?" Arhan asked inexhaustibly.


"Not to be underestimated, I'm just preventing before the things I don't want actually happen. This time I beg for Arhan's cooperation. Don't think bad about what I mean." Shane.


"You want Shane to lead the attack this time, you should agree with Shane's strategy and also the members selected to attack. Shane knows better which people are more worthy of fighting them." Andres. From then on the man just kept quiet and now he made a sound.


"For every strategy there must be pros and cons, but still the leader of the attack is someone we must obey." Tymphal Oki.


Arhan just rolled his eyes lazy and speechless.


"Shane, I want to prepare a few weapons other than a gun for anticipation." Kenzo.


"Please Zo." Reply Shane.


"Revan, please prepare the clothes that will be used for disguise later."


"Every Shane."


Kenzo and Revan rushed to get everything ready. Their grudges are already stirring. They can't postpone it anymore. Whether there is a plan or not, a plan is a plan.


*******


"The clothes are so ugly!" Karel said as Clein exited the dressing room.


"I've changed my clothes five times, but you always tell me to wear other clothes!" Gerrilla Clein.


"All his clothes are too polite, Clein. Look for clothes that at least show your curves!" Karel.


"For what? I don't want to! It seems that you are willing to sell me as ******!" Clein. Karel's request was absurd.


Karel just clucked.


"I'm going to meet the famous footballers at my club. They also brought their wives, I don't want my wives to lose beautiful to their wives."


Karel exhaled a rough breath and walked over to a servant who was standing like a statue there.


"Are there any other dress options that look sexy?" Karel asked the servant and did not respond to Clein's words.


"Sir, I'll take it for a moment." Maid.


Karel sat back in place and looked at Clein who was just pecking in front of the changing room.


"Your taste of fashion is so bad that I myself have to step in." Karel Librarians.


"That's your own wish, I never asked for it." Reply Clein jengah.


Before long the waiter came with a complete model along with a dress.


"This is all that remains, sir. It's the latest dress we've got and it looks like it'll fit your wife." Said the waiter.


Clein's gaze was rounded, the clothes recommended by the maid were like official clothes. Clein immediately shook his head quickly.


"Is there no other choice? Nah! I don't want to wear clothes like that!" Reject Clein firmly.


"No miss." He lowered his face.


"Just wear it! I guarantee you those clothes will look beautiful on your body." Carrel.


"Stop fooling me! The clothes did not fit into my fashion. Besides being too open, pink, I don't like that color, Karel!" Firm Clein.


"Just try to wear it, not a lot of excuses."


Karel reached out her hand and at that moment the maid gave the pink dress to Karel.


"Quick wear, don't make me late!" Strictly Karel handed the dress to Clein.


"Your karel is really si-"


"Syutts! Change there quickly!" Karel's orders cut Clein's speech.


Clein gritted her teeth. Then he turned around and went back into the dressing room.


"I can't stand this marriage. God gave me the way to end all this." Lirih Clein's.


The dress was hanging in Clein's hands. He rubbed his face rough. Her nightmare has now come true where she has to be Karel's stuffed toy.


Karel tapped his finger at the side of the chair. He occasionally glanced at the clock on his left wrist.


"For a long time, what was he doing in there!" Karel Mumbled.


The curtains opened, Karel was still glued in place. How beautiful the creation of God he can see clearly the beauty of it. Karel tried to swallow his saliva with great difficulty. Sexy clothes are attached to a very sexy body according to him. Karel did not expect that Clein had a hidden beauty.


Seeing Karel's gaze, made Clein feel uncomfortable. He tried to cover his chest. The knee-length sleeveless dress was seen fitting on Clein's body. Karel was unceasingly amazed.


"Don't look at me like that!" Firm Clein. Karel instantly regained his senses and instantly fixed his expression.


"Look! That outfit fits you perfectly." Praise Karel.


"I'd better find some other clothes. I'm not comfortable wearing this. I feel like I'm wearing clothes but naked." Said Clein who kept trying to cover the exposed part of her body.


"There is no time to choose other clothes. Not necessarily when you are looking for a replacement outfit, it will fit on your body." Karel.


Clein clucked and advanced her lips. He was annoyed with Karel who constantly forced himself to wear something he did not like.


"Excuse me Mr. Karel." Said a woody man who came with two assistants behind him.


"Finally you came too, quickly dress her as beautifully as possible. I want her hair in the loop up to show her neckline." Said Karel to the woody man.


"Okay sir, I'll do it as your request." The reply.


"Karel don't torture me in discomfort. After you forced me to wear this bastard, now you tell him to curl my hair. Is your mind just filled with perverted things?" Cecar Clein's.


Karel smiled faintly. It was a pity if he missed the beauty that he probably would not have seen for the second time.


"Of course!" His answer was steady followed by a blink of an eye.