Scandal Compound Love
Episode 49's

Austin rubbed his sleepy eyes for a moment, then lifted his body that still felt numb after being forced to wake up from his sleep. He began to walk towards the door that was unceasingly knocked from outside the house, with shaky steps.

A glimpse of the wall clock hanging near the display table in the corner of the room. "Buset, two o'clock! Which demon came?" he was quite upset. His mouth was again evaporated.

Luckily, he fell asleep on the couch in front of a lighted television in the living room, having spent about three hours before midnight, playing chess with Tara.

Tara herself still slept haphazardly on the rug in the same room, with a banana pillow that Nimas brought from his master's room, when the clock still pointed to the number ten earlier.

The metallic clashing from the sound of the key playing Austin began to sound. Followed by the door leaf which then opened until widened.

In view of still not adjusting, Austin caught the dim figure of a person standing in front of the door.

Now his eyes are narrowed-trying to look.

Quite surprising actually. He felt like he was glazed.

"Drew ...."

"How are you, Ozt?"

Now everything is starting to clear, even though the lights of the entire room are still turned off, in addition to the light coming from the lights on the porch of the house.

"Sat! Your idol is like a demon, yes!" spray Austin. "The old man said. Hape number is not active. Ampe susulin cave to America. Uh, nongol-nongol uda kayak tuyul, the middle of the mallem blind!" Instantly the sleepiness disappeared.

Andrew looked at her with a frown. "You want me to go to America?"

"Yes! Ampe Ubek cave as far as Obamah's house, don't know you too!"

Andrew chuckled five seconds later. "When you go to Obamah's house? Ask Mak Misel for a massage?!"

"No!"

"Trus?!" Andrew demanded equally insane.

"Rawarin Garut sheep!"

"Haha!" Andrew's laughter sounded louder. "It's starting to want you Sule, Ozt!" He knew Sule, that was what he often watched while in Indonesia.

"Why aren't you Anang Asanti?" Austin shop.

"As far as you are!" andrew said in the rest of his laughter. "I'm not going to ask you to come in, am I?" tanyanya. The handle of a small black suitcase he still holds.

"Some cave please also you must be nyelonong!" Austin flipped over the body, walking back inside the house. Andrew followed her from behind after closing the door.

....

A few moments later ....

"So ... Where have you been all this time?!" Austin opened the question. Two cups of tea with smoke still billowing already presented on the table that blocked between him and Andrew.

The two are now sitting on a pair of wicker chairs in the foyer outside Austin's room.

"I'm sorry I didn't make a promise to come back here" Andrew said, raising his cup of tea. "I have an important mission in London. Three days in America, I went straight there." Then began to sip the tea was full of feeling.

"Mission?" A little Austin frowned. "What mission?"

The clinking sound coming from the tea cup that Andrew had just placed on a similar pedestal on the table, sounded loud. "From people!"

Austin certainly doesn't understand. The answer is like a tangled streak that is not enough to be understood. "Lu if bacot cake fart, huh? It's short!"

Andrew chuckled again.

Talking with the current version of Austin, it can quite eliminate the drowsiness that had attacked quite strongly.

After taking a moment of his breath, the man then began to explain about what he was actually working on, as plainly as possible.

"That's, Ozt! I joined the mafia agent from the beginning out of the house, after Daddy's death," Andrew said. Now his face is down. There was a flash of pain greeting the heart, as his memory moved backwards during their most difficult time in America. "Through Ashley, they invited me to join, with many promising advantages. And this country .. is the target of the task they love me the first time."

Austin threw a look in the other direction. I don't think there's a right word to say. He felt right, how their position at a time that was quite miserable for his family at that time.

Therefore, the choice that Andrew took could not be blamed.

"What of your work is ... You ever kill people?!"

The question immediately made Andrew look up. He stared at Austin who was also looking at him curiously, then quickly diverted him back to the front.

"Honest ... ever Ozt!"

Austin's heart was blown away wonderfully. But not as much as he said he made to rebuke. Andrew's job as a mobster is also a search agent for people his elders prepared, it will definitely involve the word; drop, finish, disappear or the like. He was trying to understand.

"Lu mafia, can you help the cave?" I don't know what was on Austin's mind that gave birth to the question.

"Help ... help what, Ozt?"

Again, beyond Andrew's expectations. He thought Austin would ask him to leave the job he used to when they were together. If there is something that his sister does not agree with, he will definitely obey without a fight. For the sake of a brotherly death price. But the last situation, making him not use Austin's opinion, to decide to take the escape path with a little clue that is difficult to digest.

But with the blink of fate, they are finally reunited.

The top of the mango tree in front of him became as straightforward as Austin now. His face looked cloudy, unsettled. "Help the cave dig something that the cave doesn't understand until this second."

Andrew shifted his face to be more towards his twin sister. Pretty interested as it seems. "You mean?"

There was a rush of air in Austin before starting. And ....

"Jasmine ...."

DEG

Andrew jerks. Hearing that name, in addition to his heart being hit, his pair of eyes also widened instantly. He clearly knew the name, even with his figure. The figure two days ago gave him the pleasure of taking a sweat bath in the warm UK hotel room. Until now, the sensation of the activity was still not even forgotten.

"Jasmine said .. the cave of the person who had kidnapped her, even the ampe raped her," Austin continued straight to the point. "But unfortunately .. the cave can never sip all that ampe at all now. Whatever detail Jasmine is clear. The heart of the cave doesn't admit."

Andrew's shock points are mounting. His wide eyes stared at the teacup before him with a heart more than riled up.

Kidnapping .. rape? He repeats in his heart.

"Gua never had amnesia. But strangely ... about Jasmine, absolutely can not cave inget."

The longer, the more Andrew began to understand. He made his head bow deeper, so that Austin could not see his disgusting expression of glass.

About this, his sister just told him now. Just when the goal of his return to Indonesia is to delve into his dark past relating to Jasmine.

Right now Andrew's heart is really more than just turbulent.

"W-would you go see a doctor?" the question is a little stuttered, whether it's a suggestion, or a transition.

But not enough to realize Austin. He was drowning in his own feelings. "Udah, Drew. The doctor said the cave chief had no problem. He has even fully recovered." He banged his back against the back of the chair with a frustrated turned expression. Picked up a pair of palms on the face quite roughly.

Hygiene ....

No more comments from Andrew's mouth.

The swish of concentrated air grew increasingly sharp piercing the pores. Austin was getting cold. A thick blanket would probably be enough to keep warm, he thought.

But just as his body was lifted up to take the blanket, his gaze locked spontaneously. When he got the look on Andrew's face that somehow suddenly turned chaotic.

"Drew ... You why?"