BEHIND EMOTICONS LOVE 1515 (END OF LOVE STORIES)
THE EPS 59 BLENHEIM

THE EPS 59 BLENHEIM

A warm morning in Blenheim, a beautiful little town in the southern part of New Zealand. Starting the summer, this small town is quite crowded with tourists from home and abroad who want to enjoy the atmosphere of a friendly sub-tropical city. Its smiling residents will welcome guests with New Zealand culinary delights.

From the charming port of Havelock, drive three black Volvo cars at medium speed. Two cars run in front, and one runs behind the latest Rolls-Royce Sweptail, which has only been produced by ten manufacturers in the UK. In the car worth one hundred and seventy billion rupiah, Marcon Allpanigard sat alone while enjoying the music of his gadget.

Rain and tears are the same

But in the sun you've got to play the game

When you cry

In winter time

You can pretend

It's nothing but the rain

How many times I've seen

Tears coming from your blue eyes

Rain and tears, are the same

But in the sun

You've got to play the game

Give me an answer, love (oh)

I need an answer, love (oh)

Rain and tears in the sun

But in your heart

You feel the rainbow waves.

"Rain and Tears" is a song performed by Greek singer Demis Roussos and Aphrodite's Child. The song was released in 1993 on the album The Art of Demis Roussos and Aphrodite’s Child. The song that had exploded and topped the charts in the European and American music blantika. His shahdu poem is like energizing lonely souls like Marcon Allpanigard.

Rain and tears are the same

But under the sun you have to play the game

When you cry in the winter

You can pretend it's nothing but rain

How many times have I seen

Tears are coming out of your blue eyes

Rain and tears are the same

But under the sun you have to play the game

Give me an unsettling love

I need an unsettling love

Rain and tears under the sun

But in your heart you feel the rainbow waves

Marcon can be seen muttering singing the verse of the song that he had memorized out of his head solemnly. His life full of treasure, his ardent ambition to rule the world, and his deep love for his legal counsel, made his heart often empty. Especially until this moment, the girl of his tribe has not also opened her heart to him.

Drrt..Drrrt!

The black flat object, clad in a 36-carat gold layer engraved on the broom, shook. He took his personal phone and looked at the screen. His face changed as soon as the. Her lips smiled widely and a red hue was visible on her white face line. Susan's? His inner. The handsome CEO of Mexican owner Viscom Media greeted him immediately.

“Hallo Marcon's. Have you arrived in Blenheim?” Ask Susan See, her legal counsel.

“I just got out of port and was on my way to my grandfather's mansion first,” he said.

“Good. I arrived at the hotel last night. And ready to wait for the car invitation.” Susan Sahut.

“Good. Wait there and enjoy the beauty of the city belonging to my great-grandfather first,” Marcon said while closing his phone.

Marcon's ancestor from his father was an English noble family who became a confidant of the 11th Duke and Duchess of Marlborough. His ancestors who had the soul of a businessman then opened a gold mine in the Havelock port area in the middle ages. It was from that city that his ancestors' efforts were passed down through generations and are now held by his father, Weizmo Cazorla.

Blenheim is the perfect place to start your journey to the wineries and tourist attractions along the exotic Marlborough river. A large river plain near the town of Blenheim, New Zealand, is built specifically by nature to grow grapes. The extensive Marlborough River area, home to many friendly wineries, cafes, restaurants and gourmet food producers.

Long dry summers with warm days and cool nights help the grapes stay sour during long ripening periods. The shallow soil, and the rapid permeation of water with low fertility helps produce quality grapes as it reduces the robustness of the vine. Marlborough wine is famous for its prominent fruit character and sour taste, as well as its herbaceous flavor.

Before long the Marcon and his men arrived at a large castle in the style of a very luxurious classic, Allpanigard Castle. Showing his family class who came from a wealthy noble family. Even a quarter of the vast vineyards in Bleinheim belonged to his family. Coupled with the former gold mining land that has been closed and is now a breeding ground for shells that produce the best pearls in the world.

“Welcome, Mr. Marcon,” said Jeffrey, head of his mansion household.

Jeffrey stood up to open the car door. Behind him stood the other servants who also welcomed the arrival of his young master. Behind his ambitious nature, Marcon is a gentle and respected servant. He always appreciated their hard work and was not stingy to give compliments.

“Thanks Jeffrey. Please prepare a special room for my legal counsel who is still in the hotel. Tell the driver to pick her up,” Marcon said as he handed her a Susan Ferguson business card from Susan See Law and Firm.

Jeffey nodded his head, then gave his young master a way to enter the magnificent castle. While the Marcon guards immediately spread out and mingled with the guards who were already in the place. Soon the car that was ordered to pick up Susan had returned to the castle. Marcon immediately went down by himself welcoming the beautiful woman who came with one of his assistants.

“Welcome , dear,” greet Marcon while extending his right hand.

Susan smiled flatly Then welcomed the handsome CEO's hand.

“Thanks, Marcon.”

Susan glanced at the magnificent castle building.

“Where is Pramono?”

Marcon did not have time to answer, suddenly the sound of several cars squeaking outside the gate. Dozens of well-built and heavily armed men descended from the car and soon spread. Marcon's guards are on standby. They aimed their weapons, but Marcon raised his hand.

“Hold your guns!” his yell.

Susan's a little panicked. After being marked by Marcon, he understood that the one who had just come was the mercenary bodyguard Pramono. But he didn't see Subrata's trust figure.

“Where is Pramono?” he repeated the question.

Suddenly there was a rumbling sound in the air. An Apache helicopter descended from the sky and landed in the castle grounds. And Marcon doesn't need to answer Susan's questions, because the girl already knows that the man behind the combat helicopter is one of the world's most feared black bosses, Mister Pramono.