16
I've been staring outside before, and no matter how much I despise it, we still can't seem to move away from this lonely route. I can see an almost full padin and countless highways in the distance.
"Can you tell me where we are? Moreover, where exactly are you taking me? " My question to PO1 Ejiq, who was driving, came out in a rage as the window in the driver's seat was down.
You know, don't bother asking. Don't give up hope. Everything is going to be alright. He told me to "just trust and believe that you would be healed," and then he handed me a tiny box filled with medication.
"I'm not sure which of you has greater brain damage, but I believe Khalil is the most severely affected." After that, he remarked, "I opened the tiny package, and inside was your diamond-encrusted wedding band and a memory card."
"Do you have any idea what her reason is?"
Her previous inability to approach you and purchase a ring on the spot has prevented her from doing so this time." In response to his question, I softly shook my head and repositioned myself in the front passenger seat.
That's where we'll be going as well. I'm just getting ready for what I'll say to him if I find myself in that scenario. I'll simply tell you what I'm going to do as far as strategy goes. Before we turned, Ejiq's voice sounded like Emon's, and there were homes, but they weren't regular houses. Everything was really opulent.
As you can see, I'm hoping that all of the problems that Khalil caused for you have been resolved. "Will I be a participant in his bullshit as well?" Neto objected, and as a result, I was dismissed.
"It's most likely your lover, therefore you'll be feeling a lot of non" Afterwards, we arrived at the large gate, which slowly opened to reveal a woman standing at the door not far from the gate, with a large guy clutching the woman on either side.
Please refrain from attacking me at this time. "I'm not sure what to do," he said as he reached for the luggage he was carrying.
"Does this sound like what my insane cousin is telling you?" Despite the fact that she was dressed casually (crop top, sweat shorts, and running shoes), her gray eyes were concentrated on something in particular.
"Why, Santa, are you suddenly looking at a lady who Khalil is driving insane?" The man stated he was laughing with a ridiculous smile on his face, but his eyes told a different story. He has a voracious appetite for everything.
Do not gaze at them in that manner. If you don't stop fighting now, you could be surprised later," Ejiq remarked, and the two started fighting, taking out firearms and hurling knives, stones, huge needles, and other items at one other.
The two were halted by an authoritative voice, and a shadow arrived as I cooled down to the point where I was standing.
"Christ Nielson and Santana, Barbara!" says the narrator. Ejiq, on the other hand, held back a giggle at the back of his throat, as if he was about to burst out of his skin because of his extreme redness.
"You're mine, PO1," says the narrator. The lady, who went by the name Barbara, and the man who engaged in combat with her both threatened each other.
Is that correct, hija? "Are you taking Khalil's future child with you?" Although I didn't notice him heading near me, he asked me a question.
Then perhaps I am the only one of the emons who is referred to as a demon since they are all, like Khalil, referred to as such.
As I waited for the gentleman, I nodded nicely and clasped my hand together. I wasn't sure if he was my biological father or not.
"You will be made to feel welcome by our family." Since his parents have died away, Khalil has become a lot like my son. "I've been standing at his side. " He grinned, but it was the three of them who were smiling. " Please don't scare the pregnant lady! " Ejiq said something, and then I was given permission to sit down.
"Thank you; you're more stronger than I am," Barbara said in hushed tones. "If I don't really overpower you," Barbara said in hushed tones, then massaged my leg with her fingers and grinned.
"I'm thrilled to be an aunt," he replied, to which their father responded with a laugh.
When they summoned Christ, their father's smile was still on his face.
They're strange.
You don't seem to be feeling well, hija. Make certain that you adhere to the doctor's directions. The benefit is not only for you, but also for the child you're carrying." Neto had finally departed, and the four of us were left in charge of the situation.
In front of my siblings, I bowed and smiled as I replied, "I'll take him to Khalil's house," Ejiq said.
Afterwards, we walked out to the front lawn, where he directed our attention to a home off to one side of the mansion.
It's Khalil's residence. You're the first one to arrive. It was mentioned with a foolish grin: "You have a helper there, so you don't need to move." "All that is required of you is to cure and care for the kid in your belly, and the last thing you must do is to love Khalil." "He flashed on his lips, and then I fell asleep," he added with a foolish grin.
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You have a flirtatious demeanor. "Emon, I was under the impression you were a rapist," I remarked gently as we went.
I'm not a rapist in any way. I'm not sure what he was thinking when he did it to you. But believe me when I say that I'll take care of everything. A long breath was taken by the man, who then stated, "He's simply too much."
Then please accept my apologies for my foolishness. I didn't say it in jest. When Khalil spotted me, he came close to killing me. "Uhh," he murmured, a little sheepishly, and then I shook my head.
It was then that he opened the door to the home and I said, "Let it go, it's all right."
"Give me a call whenever you need something. "First, take some time to rest," he murmured, then stepped into the sack and slid down rapidly.
I rolled my eyes at her entire house since it was immaculate. I'm not sure where this portion of the lagoon is, but I have a feeling it's a little too secluded to be discovered.
When I opened the refrigerator, there were plenty of fresh fruits and vegetables, as well as fresh milk, and no strong coffee or alcoholic beverages to be found.
Once I had sampled the strawberry, I took it and dipped it in mayonnaise before putting it back.
Delicious!
"I'm the first!" Ejiq screamed, then walked away, leaving me alone in my apartment. Her home is far too large. How did he manage to stay here for so long?
I picked up the package and took the memory card out of it, then attempted to insert it into my laptop with no success.
Apart from the B and N directories, there is no other folder in the system.
There were photographs when I initially opened B, but my photograph had been taken. Everything.
In my possession is a film showing him strolling around the streets while drinking, eating, laughing, and sleeping.
In addition, there are nearly 1,000 photographs.
When I opened the N, his face was completely filled by yours, video.
"Day 1 was the beginning of what we did!" said the group. In response to the footage, he roared and his cheeks got bright red all the way up to his ears.
"It was only that h-she didn't come in," he says. I was quite hurtful to her. "I'm a complete and utter failure!" He used foul language and ridiculed the video. My hands travel to his face in an attempt to contact him.
At the end of the conversation, I told him, "You're not worthless," and he grinned, just like he did in the video.
Oh no! Please don't do that! "It's difficult," he said, and then I burst out laughing at every trick he pulled on the video.
"Do you think you're satisfied, gentlemen?" The question came from Ejiq as I was driving and glancing at my phone screen while also paying attention to the wind.
"There's a day missing," I protested, to which Ejiq responded with an irritated shake of his head.
"You are in charge of your own life. The only thing I can provide you is one day, and after that, you'll have to come back," he stated, handing him some paperwork.
"What is this?" I inquired as soon as I saw it. Documents demonstrating one's right to reside in Australia
You're welcome to join her on her run. You're the only one who's not here. Consider the case of Khalil. Every hour counts for something. So you make your decision. "Either your family or that jail," he added, and I averted my gaze.
"It's all up to you," I said, leaning my head against the glass and allowing myself to drift off for a few moments.












