Grasping the Only Temporary (Revised)
#62
Brakhs....
Taps.... Taps.....
"Theo you're back?" Ask a woman who now wears an apron and is busy cleaning the table.
"Eh..." Cue the person asked. Making the people there raise eyebrows at each other was like seeing an oddity.
"You okay, Theo? You look a little unusual today?" Ask one of the men in the room again.
Theo who entered the room with a very upset face, a little messy clothes and a little dirty as well. Tighten one paper bag in his hand. Walk like there is no life force.
He loosened his so-called strangling tie around his neck, opening one of the buttons of his shirt. Taking a deep breath and turning lazy towards the three of them who were still cool in their respective places.
"Arnold, have you been looking for information about the boy?" Ask her with a face that is still tangled.
"Hm... I was trying but I seem to have forgotten something."
"Hurry up and find that info, and you'll get what you want." Ketus.
"Hey, Theo what's going on? You got a problem?" Asked the woman again, who was none other than Lusy. Theo rarely behaves like that. If so then the matter must be serious for him, please underline only for him.
"If you have a problem you can tell me. Or you just put the revolver on him. What's difficult?" Said Jeemy.
"If I could've done that. After all, she was crazier than the woman in the bar. Like tigers.... Arghh, scary. I won't let him live quietly. Just look!" Surely said. Instead of being afraid, his friend laughed with satisfaction.
"Haha... It turns out that it was because of a woman. Did you meet the dracula woman ha? until you're like this?"
"Oh Theo don't be like that. You'll fall in love with her." Lusy's chuckles
"What's? Of love? With a kid like that? No!! He took my pleasure today. And of course I will repay him. Just look at the little rat." With a terrible smile. He passed away to his room.
In the bascame it all had a private room, and was their second place after home.
Brakhs....
The door closed tightly.
The three humans who were still in the main room only caught a glimpse and did not bother him too much.
"It looks like Theo will face such a huge fire later."
"Hn... You're right, Lusy. Old age, but still the same attitude."
"What fire is that?"
"It's Arnold you're a kid. Just do what Theo says."
"Ehen..."
Arnold who is currently also holding his favorite laptop began to compartmentalize the object.
But something was on his face.
"Is this me being stupid or who is it?"
"What's wrong?" Ask Jeemy who was beside him.
"I had this laptop last night, too. But as if there is less.. (looks like thinking) Ah!!! Ja. I don't know who to look for this. It's worth it when I open the laptop I'm a little confused." Arnold with his face
"Arnold what's wrong with your brain? Why are you so slow. Lusy don't give this kid any more biscuits his brain becomes weak like that biscuit."
"Hey!!! Why are you even scolding me. But it's only natural that Arnold doesn't know. He wasn't at the race track."
"Then why don't you tell her a woman?!" Jeemy's growls
"Where do I know. I think Theo told Arnold. WHY DID YOU BLAME ME?!"
"Have you not quarreled (Theo who tried to break them both). You're right Noona. Then do you know the name of the boy?"
"You can ask Theo that."
Prancing...
Dor..... Dor..... Dor.....
"Uncle open the door!!" Shouted Arnold while banging on Theo's raunagn door.
Brakhs...
"Akhich.... What's up again!! Can't you guys just let me rest!" Grunts
"But you should have told me first what the boy's name was. I'm like a blind man this way."
"You!! Aihs.. You didn't have that time either. Then why didn't you ask from yesterday."
"Usually the patient will tell himself what he feels and complains to the doctor, right? the doctor knew what he was sick of. Then where's my fault?"
"Yes.... I was always wrong. You always have my threshing. I'll remember the boy's name soon."
A few minutes later.....
"Uncle? Do you remember?"
"The... Devin's? ah no no..... Devan, what's Devan? Oh yes Devan Kavindra Bagaskhara, Dad!! that's his name."
Brakhs...
Arnold independently closed the door, because tired of waiting for his uncle who was fairly slow to remember.
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In another room but still in the same hemisphere. Such a magnificent room, sparkling knickknacks adorned the room, and of course there were some guards there.
Cracks...
"Sorry to disturb the lady."
"What's wrong?"
"There's a guest downstairs, she's...."
"He who?"
"He is the young master of the mistress."
The eyes that were originally busy looking out the window immediately turned to the person who was talking behind him.
"Hmmmmmm!!!" His shouting.
Tap.
"Huh... What's up, honey? You need anything? Why yell? Hey Petter what are you doing, not helping my wife." Roceh someone who came in gasping for breath because he had to run to get there on time.
"Stop babbling. Take me downstairs. You just spend time with your bodyguard to play. Until I don't know who's coming." The female roceh whom Petter called his mistress.
The man called Sam turned to Petter, like asking for an explanation without saying a word. The angle of the eye is like sharpening and the head is slightly tilted. But Petter said nothing, just looking at his mistress and master in turn.
"Hurry, let's push this ugly wheelchair." Tell the woman.
He quickly pushed the wheelchair so that the woman there was not angry.
"Wait!" Tell the woman in the wheelchair, he took the rattan next to his nightstand and then told Sam to push the wheelchair.
"Darling... What is this rattan for? Are you... You're gonna hit somebody?" Sam asked with a little caution and shuddered in horror.
"You'll find out after this Sam." The cold. Petter and Sam throw each other a glance to feel that something is going on.
Tink....
The elevator rang, and the door opened. Sam pushed the wheelchair towards the hall of the main room with Petter still following them in the back.
They saw someone standing there firmly, turning their back. All-black clothes, and neat and clinical hair from the back. Make the woman's tail pull out something.
"Son..." Calling lirih.
"Darling are you kidding me? Who's she?" Ask the unbelieving Sam.
'Who is this guy? Which one is this child of mine? I don't think my son has this good posture. Or is my wife married again? But how could I not know? Then what's the reason?'
Sam looked at the woman in the wheelchair with full investigation, even he could not believe what he thought of his wife.
"Son!" Call that woman again.
After that second call, made the person standing firmly in front of them turn around and face them all.
"Mom's... Dad..." Call her back with a smile.
"What happened to you mom?"
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