Behind Karina's body, Lucas was holding the girl's nape, forcing her to turn her face forward. With both wrists tied with a gray tie, which he guessed was the same tie in the silver box.
"Karina!" shouted Hana.
Place! The girl, getting a flick on her forehead,
"Andy! It hurts, stupid," protested Hana, her hand stroking the forehead that had just received a poke from Andy.
"Besides, people are screaming at home, what if Karina is sleeping?" Andy grumbled.
"Bucin, it's really different," quipped the girl.
Tsk..
The door to Karina's room opened slowly, but what came out was not the owner of the room, but a man with a typical Japanese face.
"Don't be noisy, Karina is just sleeping," whispered the man who had just opened the door.
Hana tiptoed her feet, she wanted to make sure what the Japanese man said was the truth.
"Just come in, but don't be loud!" he asked.
"Sister, wasn't that one in Mrs. Shinta's husband's car at that time, right?" accused Hana.
