Laras And Nabil
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Nata mumbled in bed because she couldn't be on her back. All night he just slumped. His eyes could not be closed and his joints felt sore. The whole house was bothered by him, especially Mark. The doctor was nagged by him every time.

Baras' rest was also interrupted by the man. He went to Nata's room.

"Can you shut up? your voice is disturbing the entire planet"

"You don't know this is so annoying, Mark's drug doesn't work, he should just switch to being a lizard"

"What's annoying is you, 'cause you all can't sleep"

"That boss is me! if I can't sleep let alone them"

"Whisper!"

Unable to bear it then Nata sat straightening his back without being able to lean back. He moved to the floor and leaned his chin on the sofa. It feels like he is willing to exchange all the contents of his wealth in order to sleep soundly. Rarely can he sleep safely because of travel and work.

"Basic fucking animals!..."

"From that moment on, it's your pain and that's not how much with what you've done, your hands are bathing in blood but you don't realize it"

"You're supposed to shut up or you're gonna catch up with them!"

"Don't you be afraid of people who want to die too, for free!!" bans Barrel.

Nata often heard this every time he snapped at the woman. Was Laras as red as that in his life? meaning behind the life of Laras stored things that hurt.

"You know, every time I want to die I always kill, and every time I want to live a long life I collect all the treasures and it benefits me"

"Psycho"

"I don't admit I'm a psychopath because my direct killing never persecuted them"

"That means you're crazy"

"A little bit more, I want to go crazy! so that all die in my hands and I kill without burden"

"Still leaving a little conscience?" laras Cibir.

"Come" Nata's chin was stuck in the bed.

"You're rich, you can be anything, no one can step on you, if only the sun and moon could be bought and driven by machines you'd have had that for a long time"

Nata's disheveled face was slightly radiant, The person's laras connect spoken to. The woman is a hobby of catapulting and slamming her interlocutors. Someone will float at once carried away by emotions.

"If you yourself why would you want to die? it must be because of the man" guess Nata.

"Pengen died, was tired of living"

"I've seen some pregnant women, they're all happy, but why are you so ordinary"

"Keep me what? a pargoy? invite the forest dwellers here? or have you brought me something?"

"Yes I'd like it if you ask anything, just mention it"

Laras didn't expect Nata to say that.

His heart was a little touched.

"No, who are you, who am I?"

"Begging doesn't have to be anyone first, right?"

"I don't want anything, this is enough"

"Simple that?"

Laras nodded.

"I know Nabil, he's a whiny, spoiled man"

"He's a good guy" Baras cut "but not the best for me"

"I wonder why you married her?"

"Replace my brother, after my brother comes and I have to be aware of the position back"

"Foolish man, had it been me, I would have maintained my household at all costs"

"Are you planning to get married?"

"No, but if it were me"

Nata smiled bitterly, let alone to get married, falling in love was not in his dictionary because love was debilitating. He can be a melow and a coward.

"This week I'm going to the Atlantic to pick up goods coming from mainland Europe, three days I won't be here, do you want to go?"

Laras shook his head "for a moment can I hitch a ride here?"

"May" answered Nata quickly "meaning me, it's up to you! you can stay here any time"

They chat until they forget time and unwittingly fall asleep. Nata woke up almost morning, his back hurt as he wriggled. As soon as he opened his eyes he realized there was a woman who was willing to feel the same way as him. The barrel sleeps while sitting in front of it. Exactly the same as what he did.

The woman's face was very peaceful, her eyelids tightly closed adorned with pliable eyelashes. Everything that was engraved on his face was natural without any change from God's creation.

He lifted Laras slowly so that he did not wake up. While enduring his back pain. And he put him to bed after that he went out.

"Call Mark" Nata told someone.

"Good sir"

Nata entered the kitchen, the chefs immediately prepared breakfast for him.

Not long after that Mark came there and joined Nata. The man seemed to have just woken up. His face is still damp new in the wash.

"Where are you?" ask Mark slowly and get ready to spray.

"Not too close"

Mark's breathing that had stopped now smoothly returned.

"You're coming with me this week"

"All right"

Mark never disobeyed Nata and it was not the first time he had gone with the man. He was often in a precarious situation to save himself from a hot lead hit. He learned a little of Nata's journey to face the bandits and also official patrols through several state guards. Mark is also trained to deal with sudden attacks just like the rest of Nata's men.

"What do pregnant women complain about?"

Mark pressed his surprise hearing Nata's question.

"The atmosphere is unstable"

"If that's what I know"

"Feed acid often"

"That's also I know, I see it often"

"I'm sorry if you know why you're asking?"

"I asked because you're a doctor"

Be patient! Mark massaged his chest rather than the light storoke made by Nata.

"About the child that Laras conceived, male or female?"

"I don't know"

"You're a doctor!"

"When a new pregnancy enters the first trimester, she should have a lot of rest and not stress"

"Why didn't you say it!" nata's voice was rising up on Mark. Nata's face looked rather regretful. Mark who is always wrong is getting wrong.

"If anything happens with Laras you'll have to take Mark's responsibility'

Mark's fate double unlucky, after this he needs treatment in a mental hospital. When will he not be wrong in Nata's eyes?

As soon as he saw Laras arrive in the kitchen, Nata's face softened. He drank his coffee. Mark knows, Nata is happy to see the presence of Laras. He prayed in his heart that Nata would fall in love with Laras so that Nata would have a handler. Barrels suitable for Nata.

Baras looked into the trash in case any food was thrown away again. It turns out that empty means nata from the moment he woke up.

"What do you want to eat?" ask Nata to Laras.

Laras glanced at the food in front of Nata and the man was immediately sensitive when there was a barbeque there. Lastly he pranks Laras for plucking his meat "it's from the beef of choice, just eat it"

"Let's go, I want some fruit juice"

Nata called the chef and told him to make what Laras wanted.

In front of Nata, Mark was already cheering inwardly. Hope Nata falls in love! hopefully!