Brutal Mafia And Geeky Girl
CHAPTER 9. MARK AND DARA'S ARGUMENT IS REPEATED

"Your tumbens look familiar?" Emma squinted at her two eyes staring at her two who were playing snake stairs on the floor.

Dara and Mark turned to Emma. Dara just lifted her shoulders up to two sides.

"Say he asked for a ceasefire" Dara replied.

"Well! Is there such an event?" amazed Emma glanced at the spoiled one.

Mark who felt on still also reviewed a thin smile.

"She looks sorry, like a rabbit boy tingle got," said Mark as well as his eel.

Dara glared."Oi! Fighting again, huh!" dara shouted annoyed.

Mark raised to his two hands above the sign of surrender. He chuckles slowly. Before putting his hand on Dara's shoulder.

"I want to make him my first bast friend!" Said Mark by tightening his embrace on Dara's neck. Smiling with five fingers.

"Eh?" Emma's dumbfounded, "best friend only? Not a girl friend maybe!" he teased to both.

Mark and Dara looked at each other. The glasses girl looked long at Mark's face. And so did Mark. Before the two of them released themselves each with a body pierced in horror.

"That's impossible!" tukas Dara with a dismissive tone.

"True, we are better suited to be best friends only. It's not fun making her a boyfriend. Look at! Chest flat! Her back ass teposs... Kayak road asphalt!" Ledek Mark by pointing one by one who was ridiculed.

Emma stared with her head nodding slowly."Yes, yes, yes!" the answer agreed with Mark.

Bugs!

"Akhs! It hurts!" Upset Mark threw the irritated sofa cushion that was pressed into his face.

Dara's face flushed."Oi! Whose chest did you say was flat? Whose ass is tepos?" pissed Dara.

"Byeah! Really right?" squeeze Mark with a pissing face in Dara's eyes.

That perverted look again. Uh! I can't keep Mark Felton's promise. This man said last night he wanted a ceasefire. But this is what? Even his words fought war.

"This is that's not flat! Don't see this on his side!" Show Dara to her chest.

That perverted smile rose on Mark's face."Hem.I'm not sure there's any contents. Before being held with which hands know it's just a big shell. Fill empty!" god Mark.

Emma's laughter puffed up. The beautiful woman couldn't help but laugh if Mark and Dara had argued. Like this morning. If they're filming a movie right now. There must be smoke on Dara's head. The geeky girl groaned in annoyance.

"You're such a pervert!" furious Dara.

"Hey! Oi! Don't be angry, Dara. I'm not a pervert, a man's brain is indeed in a program like this. We are never far from that. Even if it's an abnormal sign," Mark replied with an increasingly demonic smile.

Whoa! Dara could not stay silent, no one should humble herself. Yeah, although hers isn't as big as European women's. He stood up quickly with a waist.

"Hey! Asian girls are average like that. Not big and not small. And mine includes the size of tau!" his objections are stirring, "from your bird. If it is like a European bird it is an eagle. You're a quail!" ledek.

Quail? That little bird??? NO. NOPE.

Mark stood up. Stare in anger at Dara. Emma became a loyal spectator who had coughed on the floor. His stomach ached, his laughter could not stop to be let out. Just to ask her to stop was very difficult for Emma.

"You can't say that dong. Mine's an old parrot, it's good to say quail!" mark protested with a flushed face.

"Well!" petty Dara with a cocky face, "abird sister? Yeah, hell. That's well deserved. Because once try directly loyo.. lackluster..loyo...." Blasting her tongue.

Mmbeekk...!!!

Mark looked down. With an incredulous look. You idiot! He should have said his was a Garuda bird. Why should you say old parrot? Even in a mockery like this.

"Braud you!!! Bawdy girl!"

"You perverted man."

"Bad girl!"

"Bad guy!"

"Gadis——"

"Can't you guys stop yelling in the morning, Hem?" Cut the baritone's voice on the last step of the ladder.

Gluey!

Both Dara and Mark froze. Even though Mark is the spoiled one who's in love. He still has a fear of his brother. Honestly, Alex Felton is for him the craziest brother in the world. That guy is completely insane. Still attached to his memory, when one of his friends uses himself. It just makes the ATM run.

It was known by Alex. The man killed the man right in front of his eyes. Even slaughtering the entire out of his theme was. Since then, Mark has never been friends. He felt that nothing was sincere about him. Than to see Alex's anger. It is better not to have friends.

And for Dara. This girl from the beginning was already very afraid of this ruthless Mafia. Emma even stood up to stop her laughter. The third one is hanging. Waiting for Alex to approach them.

...***...

Alan lifted his drink. Sip slowly on his red wine. The sound of music sounded quite loud.

"He's not very pretty. It's just, she's quite curious about her identity. You know for yourself, it's not that Alex isn't a man who easily takes women by his side" Alan replied after putting his glass on the table.

The beautiful woman nodded in agreement to Alan's words. He knew for sure, the ruthless Mafia would never bring a single woman to his side. Even all the women who were proffered by the man's allies and the higher-ups who wanted to curry favor with Alex. Everyone dies horribly.

Strangely, yesterday. The man even brought the woman to be held.

"I should have come by then, too bad I couldn't come. I became curious about her, "Jenni smiled cynically.

Alan frowned."The last time the plan failed. He killed the police. What about the second plan?" urged Alan.

Jenni sighed softly."It's hard enough to take Alex down. Maintain what he has is really difficult for us to be destroyed right. The connection he had so much. And that got me into a lot of trouble, ex-sister-in-law!"

Alan's clucking here."Don't call me that when it's like this, Jenni!" alan's memory seems to dislike Jenni's call to her.

Jenni just commented on the bland smile. The wiggly hand grabbed the cigarette butt before rubbing it over the cigarette ashtray. His eyes are clear.

"Well! All right, right now I'm not gonna call you that, Alan. Until all our plans succeed." Jenni relented.

Alan did not answer. This man chose to return his drink up to the toilet.

...***...

Dara rubbed her chest every sound of gunfire echoed in the soundproof room. Up ahead, Alex continues to fire his shot at a moving target. Until the bullet is no longer in place.

"New one!" yell Alex.

Dara quickly ran up to Alex. A day giving a new gun with a bullet filling.

Hap!

"Eh?"

Dara looked at Alex strangely as the man clasped his wrist. His two eyes were rounded when his body was pulled into Alex's arms. The smell of sweat mixed with the scent of gum makes Dara's heart hammering.

"Learn shooting. If you want to make me fall in love. Then be a woman who fascinates with your strength" Alex said in between her breaths.

Dara took pains to swallow her saliva. Many times her little heart confirmed. If the heart is not normal because of the sound of the gun. It was not because of being hugged from behind by this crazy and cruel man.

His hands were raised by Alex. The man put up a fitting position for Dara to guess. Fixing Dara's fingers. Bringing Dara's thumb in the right place. His hands are silent.

"See the target carefully Dara. I'll help you. Look ahead!" Tell Alex while closing his chest on Dara's back.

This geeky girl can feel her back wet from Alex's sweat.

"Hint!" tell Alex with her deep voice.

The door!

Fumble. Alex breathed a rough sigh, tickling Dara's neck. This girl can smell the menthol from Alex's mouth.

"Focus Dara!" his sweat.

"Ah? Aye! Fo——focus!" reply stuttered.

"See and aim with your instincts!"

Dara nodded small."My heart! Please stop beating hard. Don't let this crazy guy know that you're going crazy because of him!!!" exclaim Dara's little heart before doing what Alex asks.

It was hard to focus as Alex's warm breath continued to tickle his neck.

The door!

Some more! Fumble. Alex brought her lips closer to Dara's earlobe.

"There is no chance for four Dara. If you still miss aiming at him. Then tonight I'm gonna make you fuck until you pass out on my bed!" whispers are asductive.

NO. NOPE.

Dara still wants to keep her crown. In his deep breath. Before the slow blow. His two black eyes focused on the moving target. Looks very focused, to bring sweat on his forehead. One more chance. Just one.

The door!

God! Dara's smile expands when she's on target.

"I aimed at him with tep..." Dara looked back until her nose only had a distance of one cm from Alex's pointed nose.

The words in his mouth stopped. He printed. His heart is getting crazier. Alex is absolutely dazzling behind his crazy, cruel and cold nature.