Starting with Revenge
Chapter 17 Escape

The young man who had been furious at Kevin immediately glared and grabbed Kevin's collar mercilessly. Since entering the office of PT. The man's black eagle was very firm to the people who were trying to get close to the Eagle.

"What's your problem, huh? You're just a jongos here?" The young man, with his anger.

The man sitting on the chair turned his back to them raised his hand. He ordered that his assistant stop doing his thing.

"Sorry, Boss. I'm khilaf." The young man took Kevin off violently.

"Basic jerk!" The young man again. He looked at Kevin. His name is Jack Wilson. A Karate Leader in a Dojo where He trained 4000 men to become martial arts experts and agile.

"Go now!" Said the man, relax. He still did not want to show how his face looked to Kevin.

Kevin glanced in annoyance, his efforts apparently still in vain. He had no reason to refuse, for if He had insisted, he would have been suspected.

"Sorry, Boss. Excuse me!" Kevin stepped back without letting go of the Eagle's figure, until it disappeared behind a sturdy door that was closed again.

"Boss, why don't you punish him?" Jack asked, astonished. The big, tall man collected the wet file.

"For what?" Ask the Eagle, turn around. "He's not one of our men!" He added, and it made Jack stop his activities.

"So he's an intruder?" Jack himself knew little. Eagles are very cold, rarely tell stories or rule. The eagle prefers to do everything himself and that is enough to make Jack admire him.

Arriving in the back room, Kevin threw all the attributes he was wearing earlier. He was very disappointed because he did not manage to find out who the real Eagle was.

"Damn, I can't give up. She's got to show me her face?" Kevin's grumbling alone. He left the office and brought his men back.

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After enjoying breakfast, the young girl with a beautiful face with big eyes round but beautiful immediately clean the rest of her food. He is self-conscious if all the pleasure he has to pay with his body.

"Eh, Non. Don't do anything, just let Auntie do it!" Prevent Bi Izzah. The woman herself had not yet finished sweeping the floor.

Emeryl Answers and comments on smiles. "It's okay, Bi. I have no job. Tired of being quiet" replied Emeryl, politely. The girl went to the back room and washed the dishes and the cup she was wearing earlier.

Then he looked up at the window, close to the sink. He was amazed when he saw that there was such a beautiful garden back there.

"Well, cool. Is this a garden or a paradise?"

Emeryl quickly finished his work and opened the side door. Yes, the garden surrounded by a walled fence was filled with flowers of all kinds. There were even a lot of beautiful butterflies flying in that place. A very large park, but very well maintained cleanliness and neatness.

Feeling the grace, Emeryl ran to the middle of the park while stretching out her hands. In his hela a long breath then exhaled slowly. He was so happy to enjoy the beauty he had never seen before.

Long enough in his position, a yellow butterfly full of batik-like motifs suddenly reached Emeryl's fingertips.

"Hello, pretty. You want to disband with me?" Emeryl asked the butterfly.

The little animal simply flapped its wings in front of Emeryl and moved its head.

"So you really want to be my best friend? Em, how about I call you Butterfly?" Said again. He knew it was a foreign language that had the same meaning. But it is very interesting to mention.

The butterfly moved its head again.

"Well, thank you. A lot of your friends, huh? I don't have any friends myself?" Emeryl keeps telling stories. He feels comfortable with butterfly.

Before long, the butterfly moved away. Emeryl who was curious about every inch of the park was circling it. He plucked a rose that bloomed freshly and then slipped it in the ear.

"I didn't expect, That strange man to have a garden this large? But why is the villa so quiet?" Out of awe and wonder, Emeryl continued to argue. He continued to step his feet enjoying each row of flowers that were deliberately made parallel until suddenly his eyeballs were fixed on a small hallway at the end of the flower fence.

Emeryl became curious about its function, he turned his head around the place to believe that no one would see him checking.

Emeryl immediately approached and watched for himself if outside was a highway filled with vehicles.

"What's? so these villas are very crowded?" Emeryl murmured, again.

He began to think of something, between going or not from a place that made him become humiliated. He believed what lay ahead was a rare opportunity.

"Alright, Emer. You have to dare to make a decision. Rest assured that out there you can live with honor!" Emeryl said to himself.

Repeatedly turned to the luxurious building behind him with a sense of directionlessness. But he should be able to do that for the sake of his next life.

With his body shaking, Emeryl broke his little body out and saw how things on the streets were a real life.

"Emer, you're free!" Shouted Emeryl, pleased. He immediately ran where the foot stepped away from the villa as far as possible so that none of them would find himself again.

Bi Izzah himself finally finished from his work, he went to the bathroom washing mop tool he was wearing earlier and then drying it beside the house. But he only realized, if the door was opened very wide.

"Well, yeah. Did Non Emeryl come out?" Miss Izzah quickly went to the park. But there he didn't see Emeryl at all.

"Non, Non Emeryl!" Call Bi Izzah, start panicking. "Non, where's the pretty lady?" Shouted repeatedly.

The middle-aged woman reexamined every part of the park, but the results remained the same. Fearing Emeryl was missing, Bi Izzah immediately went in and checked in to get the Villa, but apparently still nil.

"Well, where is Non-Emeryl? Can't she run away again?" Bi Izzah was really worried, his hands interlocked together to let out a cold sweat.

He who had a cell phone given by Eagle a few months ago also reached into the phone I from his pocket. "Den, pick up!" Bi Izzah said, impatiently.