What hasn't Zepp gone through in reaping all the joys of youth? Archery, auto racing, motorcycle racing, shooting, horse racing, golf, etc. Whatever the pleasures of the heir to the rich's son can get without effort..That's all about one matter of sport . Another thing will take other page to tell.
He doesn't need work or establishing business or any other way to make money . Everything will go in natural way .Tomorrow there will be a car race . He only has to contact his assistant and have everything organized perfectly.Sometimes he participates as a racer, sometimes as an organizer only . Again, he will earn money with intention.He just wants it to happen .Could call his assistants any time he wanted, otherwise none of them could reach him. Only a few people could talk to him on the phone .Dozens of sponsors will be accomplished for the auto race .The phone will keep onringing until it turns itself off because the caller is bored and knows that he won't answer. That applies to both cell phones and landlines.That was one thing of how he showed himself in his chivalry .In general,people see the rich as inviolable party .None will think he is such a faint -hearted person even maybe he somewhat timid.They merely think he is grief -stricken at times.In his ineffectiveness moments,they know they should not show any reaction as he is a ceremonious character.Ones wonder whether he was grumpy None knows.lt needs a prescience to fathom his personality in overall.Time sweep away .Nerida knocked at the door at the third time before Zepp popped up and opened it with such a way of honoring a Princess .He was smoking with a pipe in his mouth.His curves in the way he did the multitasking of smoking and greeting her silently was so memorable in her sight .She stepped in with her blunt high heels shoes.Zepp shut the door while she was seated at the lounge.Not waiting for him to offer her any drink,she went to the kitchen and carbuncle some water to make two cups of coffee.She asked for a cigarette which was shown by him at a drawer near the music box .While she sipped her coffee and smoked the cigarette ,Zepp asked ," Do you want to play chess or domino ?"" I don't know how to play cards and don't try to teach me that ... l'm not interested that much for now .''" Ok ... whatever" ." I want to play ping pong " .she said lightly .Zepp will positively prepare it tomorrow.The pingpong table was still dusty ." Mmm...I'm just kidding,Zepp.Pingping after the trip coming here ?..chess.... where is the chess board ??"Zepp brought the chessboard from the top of the shelves.Then they began to play in such tantamount.Silence followed them.The smoke of their cigarettes was dancing in the room with the sound of the sipping coffee.That's trial .From Adam and Eve time ,Eve had been depicted as a spoilt character.Will Nerida be happy if she win on the chess play but it's caused by Zepp pretended to be defeated and lost ? Mmh..Fighting for the right.Fighting for betterment.And fair play.Having ethics code to win or lose . Whether one of them is pretending or not ,it's confidential of course.Now he created a smart look to attract her attention.One trick step of a pawn to be at the top ..That's the point .He sat there , offered her again cigarette to be lighted by himself.He asked her about her work .She told him that Merida got lots more things to do ,so some of her works was surrogate to her .But she really quiet after that . Seems confused to talk .She wore brown dark trousers and creamy top .Old clothe but nice style for a girl like her .Just like the way she thinks see things .A slightly classical and harmonious in orderly of color combinations."Say something.." he said ,, you don't come here to listen to my nonsense.." he said .but she still quiet ..only a word or two .Then he offered her to see his magazine collection.He showed her his workroom where everything put in order Showing her around . Then she lent her body on the walls while smoking another cigarette and opening a magazine that interest her .That's what she likes.He knew it .The girl's eyes say something.Maybe about her quietness that come along sometime in her jokes or normal talk .That's why she express things in the mild gesture.She was such a loyal listener.She had been keeping his story or ideas he ever told her via messages or phones that conveying some matters about lots of things.One good partner is better than many.A mature woman.Sometimes spoiled.Zepp liked her the most when she was showing her rare side .Calming herself down when she was coming to the old house. The people around who heard the gate was opened by a key she brought made them curious.A lady asked her was she Zepp wife or girl friend or a relative.She raised her eyebrows when a man was talking to his maid and just asking whether Zepp was in or not.She did not know that he was Hex ,Zepp' cousin .That time ,she was just looking at them and told them nothing.What the hell is it asking me things ! Just mind your business..she told them by her eyes then just ignored them .Waves of time .Dancing and swirling .There are things ahead . There was the past full of memories bitter and sweet.Then burst like balloons.It's shocking sound but children loves it.Even adults.There are more games to play , to have joy with.They laughed and sang when it happened.Nerida gave her hand to Zepp.She asked him to join her watching the noon Sun among the trees outside .."Protect yourself'! "Exclaimed Hex to his girlfriend,Akila who follows him wherever he goes ."You are so crybaby" he continued,get annoyed. "What do you mean by protect myself ?You want to go?..",, No . But I'm sick of your attitude . Keep following and watching over me "." I don't mean that. I'm just confused when I'm away from you "" Do you really have no other work besides following me?"In the middle of such a normal trivial conversation between two lovers, a courier knocked on the door outside. There was a shipment from out of town. He signed the receipt quickly and gave him a tip.The courier bowed deeply and respectfully." Thank you, sir " he said before leaving .Hex opened the box .He noticed the sender then wrapped it again and put the box inside a hidden drawer behind the big wardrobe in his bedroom quickly before Akila came and asking him this and that.Then they went to a place where an old lady lived in a suburb.First thing first Hex ask was something that rem
Walking through the yard of that old house of Zepp took more time than she expected because the width times the length is also more than Nerida's estimation. She started to panting." This is crazy," she said. It seem like an endless walk ."This yard is sooo big", she groaned and her breath began to wheeze.Crumbs of bread were thrown to the doves. People did it to catch some of them and got success, they who had failures still had the nice time to feed the tame birds.They perched or flew then at stagnant being for a moment.Doves talk of beauty and loyalty .Imagination,dreams and ideas were on the round eyes and smooth feathers.Bread were being on crumbs again for them .Their roof is the sky above .Crumbs of efforts.No more complains to go on walking .Residue always there as results of nasty things and facts of unsolved problem that consuming their time . Zepp came .He smiled and looked around .She greeted him warmly.Asking her what he could get for her.Tea ,choco
"Chompu contest! horse racing!" confusedly, Zepp's assistant almost threw his cellphone to the ground. He called his friend to help him call his boss. But his friend didn't dare to."Who knows he's in a good mood now ..so he can answer your phone ..so ..why don't you just call him ?" "To his cell phone or home? ""Which one..? He got lots of houses""Ugh .. I don't know.." he was scratching his head as he was getting more confused ."Who knows when he's in a good mood, he answer your phone" " Time is up .. we just wait for nothing ""What is chompu by the way?"" Lovely person with nice personality " ." I see. You intend to organize a contest for that ?".He just smiled and didn't say anything more as he hasn't found a solution for his problem to contact his boss.Finally he got an idea to call Mrs Merida .So she can convey their messages through her. "What if if I just call Mrs. Merida.. I have her number.She can convey my message to him " ." Bad idea.lt's inappropriate."Sti
They both are such magical women for Zepp. Nature, ghostly in a mean of how they impact his mind. It was not a taboo to fancy how they might suckle their babies as they were both unmarried.It was such an exultant fantasy.They were the main definition of empyrean unsullied and fantastic figures related to where they connected to and from .Their differences and similarities were blending of aspersion, warmonger and inviolation.For all that ,he believed that his ceremonious nature could be wedded as a prescience phase.One of the two women represent the suppressed desires of the lower class for wealth, position, honor and sense of conquering.It could fit in his chivalrous feeling.He realized that not only both of them but also himself almost at the peak ,even not at the utmost perfect ion got all that mild but powerful fascination, observing, adventure,misfortune, and a perdition. Naturally, the recognition was point full in their realities that are showing the fact that each of
It was long decades ago when Mahalia ,the young girl who later be destined as Zepp ' mother whom he even did not know the face and left him in the dark midnight.. witnessed by his father who did not prevent her to go..That fragment was part of his breaths.*The footsteps rhythmically tapped on the mute hard floor. Heavy footsteps with thick muddy boots. Slowly but surely. Closer to the floor where Mahalia was on. The room was locked and the key was hanging in the door lock. The old rusty key was heavy and hard to turn open or close. “…Is it true that the door is already locked?” she began to doubt .She wished the morning was coming soon bringing the brightness and the house was crowded again as everyone came to protects her then driving away the man with shoes made of heavy heels rubber which sounded full of mud.She hoped that morning will come soon and the sky will light up the sun as bright as it could be then spreading the singing birds on the high sky so that the atmosphere
Hex leaned against the sofa and lit another cigarette. The thirty-second cigarette of the day. He was exhaling the smoke until it filled the air, which slightly suffocated him but he enjoyed it.Staring at the tv screen with a blank mind then he wondered why do people like watching movies so much? he thought and then he answered himself, while rounding the shape of the cigarette smoke with the shape of the corner of his mouth.People love to watch movies because the characters in the movie are depicted in only an hour or two.. Highlighting everything that is important and interesting.Movies are not like the humdrum everyday life .Then remembered his plebeian friend, Falla, who was so proud of having a new cellphone." Guess how much is this " she said .Hex said a price guess randomly "Oh no, "she said." It's 2000 dollars you know." She said then showing off to the the phone to the hotel receptionist and bringing her electronic translator to talk to her .She didn't care when H
What a name! Zepp exclaimed in his heart. He wanted to meet in person with the yoga trainer and therapist with the name. The yoga trainer name' s Zanitha. Something like a weird of being challenged crept inside him unexpectedly .What the heck is her face and figure?But he couldn't possibly ask that himself to her secretary or her vice or anyone. He called the contact person. Damnit! The secretary told him that Zanitha is not in .She is abroad for a couple of months.Ok ... still a lot of backup . Falviana. wow, this name is as great as the previous one. Definitely sound beautiful, elegant and so on. Damn again. This one can't even be contacted. The contact person number is constantly busy until he gets bored himself.in the end he felt ridiculous..Norine...Eletha..Galene.. who are they? what's so special about them?Aren't they just women looking for a career and money like most? What can he expect? suddenly he was tired , sad then he put his shoulders on the steering wheel and hid
The blood dripped down his forehead. Cold, red and thick. He touched it .lt didn't stream like flood but he was injured.Someone did that. A dagger? or bare handed? Didn't know. but he collided into a cold and and rough surface wall.The fishy smelling blood was running down his neck.It was sickening.His father stood up straigthtly and shouted in a very angry and powerful voice 'Stop! .."He woke up perspiring.The creepy crow of cock could be heard slowly entering his musty room.Zepp was laying down glaring at the ceiling.His racing thoughts ran after him in many faces .Things he went through in the prison and inmates .His freak cousin Axel who came up to his office without saying anything .The uncontactable yoga trainers whose faces were unseen.And the scarry story about a notorious evil ...who got tantamount problem with his matriarchal mother and formed his character..From Crime lnvestigation.*By all appearances, Edmund was a well-adjusted young man. He was always polite