My Hot Enemy's
The Part 153
Instead of fighting with his twin, Gerald complied with Geraldine's request. He pulled up the chair until the sound of scraping wood with the floor could be heard all the way to the ears. The man landed his buttocks, even though his face looked flat, but an unhappy aura could still be emanated clearly.
“Where is my food?” pinta Gerald in a firm voice. His eyes glanced at the woman who was the exact same age as him.
Geraldine pulls thinly next to the corner of the lip. He sat down in front of Gerald. “Well, you should have done it like this, so I don't have to make your apartment a mess.” His hand thrust out the food that since he had come had been moved to the plate.
“After I spend this, you should go home! I don't want to be disturbed!” gerald's Order. He started grabbing the fork and devouring the dish quickly.
“No problem, the important thing is that you have eaten, then I can go home quietly,” Geraldine replied while accompanying her twin for breakfast at the time that was already near noon.
In fact, in the heart of Geraldine was cheering happily because it managed to trap Gerald into his trap. However, the woman tried not to look suspicious.
Gerald, who wanted to be alone, finished his meal in three minutes. The hand automatically grabs the glass containing orange juice that is nearby. Without knowing what content is in the liquid, the son of Mr. Giorgio immediately downing it until there is no remaining drop.
“If you're done eating, clean up my apartment before you go home! You're the one who made a mess, then have to take responsibility!” gerald's orders while standing.
“Beres, already there if you want to play the game again,” push Geraldine shake hands so that the twin immediately goes out of eye range.
Without replying a word, Gerald swung his leg back into the fatigue-busting room. He started playing the latest game.
Geraldine called her uncle. “Uncle, target already entered into trap.”
“Good, wait thirty minutes, then you check the condition and call me again,” said Daddy Davis who was near his nephew's apartment unit.
“Oke.” Calls were also dropped unilaterally. Geraldine cleans glass flakes scattered on the floor, as well as washing dirty cutlery.
The woman sat in the dining room, waiting for thirty minutes to pass. After the anticipated time arrived, he slowly walked towards the room where Gerald was playing the game.
With great care, Geraldine pulled the door handle down, pushing the rectangular wood to give it a peek.
Geraldine's eyes could see that her twin was beginning to lose consciousness. It is clearly visible from the body that suddenly starts to limp with the forehead fused on the table.
“Gerald is asleep? I'm getting tired of waiting for you, long time running plans.” Daddy Davis was like a sister who was nagging her sister.
“This I also want to tell uncle, he's asleep,” reply Geraldine.
“Oke, now I'm there.” Daddy Davis disconnected the call and put the phone back in the jacket pocket.
The six-headed man and four-headed twins had been sitting in a wheelchair for an hour. His burly hand touched the round iron, he pushed forward until the wheel turned.
Daddy Davis headed toward Gerald's apartment unit. He was waiting in the hallway near there. However, there were not yet three meters of the wheelchair walking, suddenly the man stopped.
“For what am I sitting and running this wheelchair? I ‘kan still able to walk,” chirped Daddy Davis who just realized that he was too long sitting in a wheelchair to forget for a moment that both legs are still functioning properly.
The old man with a gallant and sturdy body stood up, turning to push the wheelchair towards where his two nephews were.
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