WRONGDOING
chapter 20
"Revan," one of his eyebrows swooped up, hinting at his irritated feelings of having to correct the way I called him to the other time.
I then took a longer breath and steadied my voice
" i'm willing to take your offer of revan," since my father died conditions in my family are not the same anymore everything feels easier first. We have intimacy and cohesiveness with each other, caring for each other, filling each other up, the kind of affection that can make other people jealous of it, but that status suddenly had to change into something that her memories I was once proud of.
My mom got married again after leaving me and radit seventeen years ago to stare at life with her husband Moving to Jogja and ignoring us in Jakarta, Just calling occasionally as a form of Formality communication between us Asking the news and sending money that is far from enough.
I've always thought that a radite who is technically older Four years than me would be much more resilient to face the problems and realities But his mental Precisely more disintegrated in a category of very poor Skillful skills all he's got is getting drunk and beating up people at the club, cursing my mom, swearing at Fate.
He used to be not so, since his father died his nature changed drastically just drunk his job.
" do the sea really agree,? Revan asked for sure."
I nodded And caught the odd lightning in a pair of eyes Revan who again glanced at me, it just made my heart beat nervous as if I had just dropped myself off the edge of a cliff on purpose, what have I done ?
I'm gonna fuck a stranger. Charming stranger why does Revan get me caught in a dilemma between lofty goals, freeing radit and a feeling of fear over the spontaneous and practical steps that cover my common sense ?
"Perfect, his his hiss responded, while one hand reached into a mobile phone from behind the pocket of riffed jeans nyand made a call to someone.
I waited for Revan to finish trying to listen to his conversation with an accent that I rarely heard, and had not understood a single word of their discussion. His speech went too fast with intonation deliberately lowered like a buzzing radio signal looking for frequency. I'm sure he didn't expect that I would understand or comment on his unique Scottish accent right now.
" your brother will breathe the fresh air that he misses, I've sent my men to take care of him at the police station, the information regarding the victims of the braking will be detailed to me later," said Revan still with a flat and cold expression as he had already.
why does the look of a stiff revan face not affect its attractiveness at all ? the man's charm felt so lulled, but deadly.the kind of attraction so contrary to principle, something impossible applies to him...
I used to hate cold, dominant men like Revan, whose nature reminded me of my stepfather's johan robbing my mother of us, a stack of his ambition list that I was able to read through all his annoying nature is not at all the nature of the person I like...
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