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In a large building looks classic, but luxurious golden. The villa was far from the city, even different countries.

A half-old man ran in haste after receiving a report from his subordinates. He climbed the stairs to the top floor of the reading room. Until he arrived at the door, he immediately stroked in without knocking on the door first, making the man who was sitting relaxed while sipping his hot coffee in his computer chair shocked at his arrival.

" Uhuk...why did you enter without excuse?" He choked while putting a coffee cup on the table, then walked to the sofa, as did the man.

"Sorry sir" he said.

"I can report that the black card thirteen years ago, has been active and used. Is this a sign of our master's arrival. Then our little master is already big!" Obviously the man who came.

The other man nodded while thinking. "Didn't the late great master once order if the card has been used then send a large amount of money to the account. And every month, the result of everything's profit" he said, remembering, his eyes radiating joy and happiness at the news.

"You're right! I'm so glad our master is back. I hope he's reliable"

"Where is he now?"

"Crassover City X country,"

Ting!

Arkha got a notification from his phone, someone already sent him a huge amount of money to his card. There was clearly a frown on Arkha's forehead staring at the screen of her phone. Arkha must be confused who has been kind enough to send a lot of money. Though the card was only yesterday opened it when in the bank earlier and no one knows the number.

Arkha thought it was the Gildeons who sent the money, but did he know the number, if he meant it long ago. Or maybe he already knows.

"Ahhhh.. noah" Arkha kbali put down her phone and fukos drove her car to Sheza's new campus.

Little heart of Arkha was very sad when he saw the campus. He missed his school days. Because of this terrible incident, he quit school.

He said his family was killed because it had provoked the lower organizations that had made their companies bankrupt. They took revenge and killed the Arkha family. Even those with his cheers seized all the valuable assets belonging to the Ichiro family without any loopholes for his actions. But who is that organization? Arkha continued to investigate.

"*T*atturname, Ar. There are still us, do not get dissolved in sadness later your parents also sad to see you. If you continue this way how can you avenge your parents" said master Gildeon while caressing Arkha's small back at that time.

Fortunately, there was a Gildeon family who had strengthened his mentality and continued to encourage him to live, because Arkha at that time wanted to end his life. In this world without which family can? That's what Arkha thought as a child.

But, if you think about it again. For example, if he dies, the person who killed the family will laugh out loud.

Arkha washed his hands in the end of the sink, and he kept washing them. Sometimes he looked at his reflection in the big mirror. Arkha stopped rubbing, his eyes fixed on his face from the reflection of the mirror. There was no change in his face, his expression remained flat, only his style changed. Arkha touched the scar in his eye, which until now was still clearly imprinted in his memory. Arkha rubbed it slowly, wanting it to remove the scar, but he could not remove the black spots, Arkha was ashamed of his face.

If he came out it must be people on looking at him with strange gazes and whispers of spicy whispers piercing his heart. Arkha realized that he was indeed a brat that people around him usually said, but he did not mean to smear his face with useless things at all.

Arkha took his ointment out of his jacket pocket and applied it a little. That was all he could do to cover the black spots.

"Arm!!" Shouted Sheza from a distance as he looked at the figure of the man he had been looking for.

"I thought Passa's boss picked me up" Sheza said as she approached.

"He's busy, and I have no job anyway" Arkha flatly said.

"Oh that way...Have you had lunch, Ar?" Sheza asked as she walked along.

"Of course not yet" said Arkha lightly.

"Oh, jeez! That roof you said? Here follow me you must eat, you will get sick! How will you deal with it if you are sick" Sheza scolded as she continued to pull Arkha's arm, while Arkha just followed the girl's footsteps where she took her.

But, what the girl said had a point. Suppose he is ill how he will live his next life. But now Arkha's body sometimes feels bad, and sometimes his stomach nausea and head dizziness when he is tired or stressed. I don't know what the effect of that is.

They arrived at the nearest cafe. Sheza immediately ordered drinks and delicious food for Arkha. Not long after Sheza's order was in sight.

"It's late in the afternoon" Arkha denied, making Sheza's eyes make and just let out his voice nagging Arkha back.

***

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

A girl stood at the door knocking at the door. Already several times he knocked the door there was also no sign of the owner opening the door.

Unfortunately, he just entered the office. Let him be scolded for coming in, but he also did not open the door or tell him to come in.

The room was empty, there was no young man. There's no sign of change either. Sea the girl placed the documents on Herdy's desk. And left him with a heart that asked.

"Where is he? Was he not here after I told you yesterday, or finished the meeting? Ohhh…. I don't know if I was just guessing. Is he at his house now? Oh, stop being curious about that guy!"

Sea came out of the room.

Finish the delayed lunch for Arkha. They are ready to go home, but Sheza Kebelet wants to go to the toilet so Arkha has to wait for him in the campus parking lot.

Drettt.. drertt.. arrived the mobile vibrating, Arkha took it deftly and received the call that turned out from Passa.

Arkha silently understood the situation now. While continuing to listen to the explanation of Passa. This way he hates the police even more. For him the cop is of no use at all if he keeps thinking so.

Arkha disconnects the phone and prepares to get into the car because Sheza is back. However, when the girl ran up to him, someone accidentally or deliberately the man to hit the girl, so Sheza fell.

"Awww.." ringis Sheza while standing up and assisted by the man.

"I was unintentionally, I was in a hurry" he explained.

"It's okay, besides, my legs don't blister, '" Sheza argued, although her legs hurt but she still said it was okay.

Arkha was silent. Then, he also went to his best friend after recognizing who the man was, Arkha clucked.

"Then I'll go first. Oh yeah, I forgot. Aren't you the new kid?" Asked the man back turned around, and was only taken in by Sheza.

"Include me Valda Zeondra, the owner of this campus" Valda said with a smile she introduced in front of the girl as she reached out.

Sheza returned the helping hand and shook it and returned the man's smile. "I'm Sheza Gildeon, sennag meet you"

After shaking hands and introducing each other, Valda turned around to pick up her car. His intention was to quickly go find Shakira and apologize even though he felt very embarrassing, but it had to be done to facilitate the marriage.

But again he did not go, in front of him was standing the figure of a man who did not like him, Valda looked fiercely at Arkha who was looking at him coldly. Then, unceremoniously Arkha pulls Sheza away from the dangerous man.

Sheza just followed Arkha in silence. However, deep down he felt happy.

Valda is also indifferent, he immediately picks up his car in the parking lot not far from Arkha to park his car. However, Valda did not immediately run it but noticed Arkha's car that began to exit the parking area.

"Didn't that guy wear a big bike yesterday? Wahh... crazy turns out I lost competitiveness with that delinquent" Valda clucked while hitting the steering wheel of his car.

"Wait on! If the girl named Sheza is her important person, then Shakira has nothing to do with that guy! Wow.. That's interesting!" Terka Valda was strange and he immediately went out of the parking lot to where he used to go, looking for Shakira must have been very tiring. He had delayed his task first.