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Co-translator : XxcrasherxX

Chapter 10




Fahlan parked into the car park in front of the condo. His hands tapped on the steering wheel comfortably following the low radio music. Sherbet was talking on the phone which came from abroad. He was a bit tense.




"Yes, I know ...., But it is silly ... .oh my god! Ok !!! I will finish it in 3 hours. Bye."*




(* Sher spoke this in English and in original version, this sentence was written as such in English.)




Sher threw the phone to the ground. Both hands rub his head until the strands of hair came loose.




"Motherfucker! I am confused."




"What the hell?" Fah raised his eyebrows and looked at Sherbet.




"You... can you take me to another place? I have to fix it. I'll get it done in three hours."




Fah didn't ask anything, just nodded and pressed the GPS at the location that Sherbet said....From the condo in the center of the city, it's far enough. If there was an expressway, they would have arrived within half an hour.




"Why do you look stressful."




"Well, it is a big job, and last night I said okay, and agreed to it. It's annoying."




"Can you tell me what job?"




Sherbet leaned against the driver's shoulder. Both hands still gripped the belly that had been hit. Slender eyes closed, resting his eyes.




"Compose a song, I'm a freelancer."




"Oh, this is good."




"Well, I'm handsome."




Sher smiled confidently. A hand raised to adjust the radio's music and other hand pulled one of the white hands into his lap. Fah kept squeezing the slender fingers and played for fun.




"That's molesting, holding my hand like this."




"You can hold mine back, always."




"Shit, ha ha, that's funny."




"If you're not happy, take it back."




Fah clicked his tongue with a sly smile.




Sherbet turned to face him and pulled his hand away. Fahlan raised his eyebrows before smiling again as the white hand put his hand back to hold it as before.




"I took your hand back."




"Sss, kiss me now."




"Drive, don't be horny."




Fahlan parked the car park in front of the iron fence. The address that Sherbet gave Fah was very strange. It was a suburban village. It looked like different people bought the land and built it among themselves. There is a good security system and Sherbet's house...




It has an open lawn and one box, the house looks it is divided into blocks.




"What is it?"




"My house."




The long-haired man made a disgusted face. Fahlan didn't ask any further, just smiled at the corner of his mouth and got out of the car to help support the injured person into the house. The fence does not have a remote control system like his home. He must slide it to open it.

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