
CHAPTER 16
Luna and Terra are back from the market. They were surprised to see a plastic bag filled with meat porridge on their dining table.
"Porridge? Who put it here?" Terra peered into the plastic bag.
"Eh? What porridge?"
"It's meat porridge..."
CLIP
Silent.
"Definitely Drake!" they both come together.
Luna approached the dining table while Terra hurriedly took out the contents. He liked the porridge Drake brought them. For some reason, it would taste so much better if Drake had brought it over rather than buying it himself.
Is it because of free? hehe.
"When did he come? We didn't see him out of our house, did we?"
"Yes. I didn't see it."
SRETT
"Wuah.. It felt like a long time ago,,,," Terra began to open the lid of the porridge container and took out a spoon that had been wrapped with it.
"He em's. Perhaps she left just before we came," Luna sipped the scented porridge from her spoon then slowly began to feed the meat porridge into her mouth.
"Hmmm. as usual. It's so delicious!" screeches Terra.
Luna nodded in agreement.
"Eh, I'll thank him first" he said.
"Yes. Speak quickly."
The cell phone on the table. Then quickly typed a few lines of words.
TRINGS
Drake looked over as his phone rang. He who was sleeping in his bed also saw a message from Luna.
"Hey, thank you for the meat porridge. We're enjoying it now" Drake read aloud, the message from Luna read.
He smiled and replied to the message. But an ugly voice suddenly disturbed him.
"You're so old-fashioned. Girls today no one likes to be bought meat porridge like, it's by a man, they prefer the men give them chocolate or gold rings."
Drake stopped the movement of his finger typing the message, "Which girl do you mean? Luna and Terra are exceptions. They've loved that meat porridge for a long time."
"Huh, they're just playing in front of you," F5 said a lot.
"Whispering. Can you just shut up?"
"Hehe, how, huh? My mouth is all, of course I'll keep talking."
"Once again open my mouth, I'll gag your mouth with my socks on," Drake sat down and took off his socks that had not been washed since yesterday.
"What's? K socks?"
"Yes. So talk as necessary if you don't want to feel my socks. I don't want to hear your babbling anymore."
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TRUCKLOADS
One hot afternoon, Drake had just come home to buy his lunch. He was shocked to see someone standing at the door of his house.
As soon as Drake came, Pitt punched his sister in the head with emotion until the plastic bag containing the food Drake bought fell and spilled onto the ground.
"What do you mean say that to Eloise! You must have some hidden intentions, right?!" ask Pitt without further ado.
Drake certainly doesn't know what Pitt is talking about.
"Aisshh, motherfucker! Why come and hit me?" Drake wiped the blood from his mouth and nose.
"Why are you lying and telling Eloise that I'm actually a pickle boy? What are you planning behind my back?" Pitt approached Drake and gripped Drake's collar.
"Look! I will not be consumed by your stories. I'm sure you did that to get Dad to give you all his wealth assets just for you. But I'm not giving up."
Pitt pulled Drake's collar close enough to himself that he spoke right in front of Drake's face.
"Don't think after you told Eloise all the lies, you could just kick me out of the company with my current position. Nah! I will take over all of father's property because I am his biological son and his beloved son!"
Drake removed Pitt's hand from his collar and pushed the man's body from before him while spitting the wind to the left.
"False! Just take. I don't give a shit about that. Dad or mom? They were never really my parents. If you want daddy's company, you can take good care of them because they're your only valuable asset."
"You sure?"
Drake just shut up and walked away. The hunger that had been bothering him changed with annoyance.
"Remember what you said! You don't want father's assets!!!!"
Drake left Pitt without looking back. Pitt also drove straight to his car. From a long time ago, the situation between them was always hot. No affection between brother and sister comes to mind.
BRACKET
That innocent door became Drake's impingement. He punched him hard until the back of his hand was injured.
Drake was really upset by the situation he had in his life. The adopted son blatantly targeted his father's property. However, he also did not want to do anything to protect his father's valuable assets.
He will not interfere because all this time his father did bad and hurt his heart. Even when Drake gave his blood because his father was threatened with death, the father did not want to see him.
"Hisses! You old man. Look, you're spoiling a kid who's gonna choke you in the future."
At that time, Drake did not realize that from now on, he was being watched by someone from afar. That person felt pity for Drake's fate line which was filled with grief.
TRINGS
Drake grabbed the phone in his pants pocket because a message came in. Apparently from Lulu. The girl said she would come to her house in five minutes.
Drake dingin. He also tidied up his living room. There were a few cups of coffee and a packet of leftover snacks overnight.
TING TUNG
The bell rings.
"He's come yet? That fast?" Drake, who was holding two glasses in his left right hand, panicked.
With a slight run, he put the glasses into the sink and hurriedly stuffed the messy empty light snack wrap into the trash.
"T wait a minute!" the thrill while sucking up the rest of the dirt with a cleaning vacuum.
TAP TAP TAP
GLABROUS
O Oohh, Shit!
Drake falls over the carpet as he hurriedly runs to open the door. His knees were open because of the model of his pants, stumbled on the edge of the glass table so that it got injured.
"Shame, sshh! So hurt. Why did it fall anyway?"
To get up, he grabbed and held onto his sofa chair. He sat down and examined his wounds.
"Ah, it's easy. It doesn't have to be treated now" he said, standing back and approaching the door.
THE CLUCK!
As soon as the door was opened, Lulu greeted cheerfully, "Siang sister. Am I bothering you?"
"Eh, not really."
"Then can I come in?" Lulu turns her head into Drake's house.
"Yes. Please."
Drake closed the door and let Lulu in.
"Are you off today?"
"Em, yes."
"Ooh. I see, yes,,"
"He-it. hehe."
It was called a fan in his living room so that Lulu did not feel sultry.
"It's hot, so it doesn't matter if I turn on the fan?"
"Sure," Lulu smiled. "Ohya, this is for you, brother," turns out Lulu brought food for Drake.
"Eh? What'sthis?" tanyakanya.
"Little food for you."
"Well, did you bother buying food for me? Thank you then. By the way, sorry yes, my house is a mess. Hehe,,"
"It's okay. I do that too."
Drake rubbed his head in embarrassment, so he switched the conversation by offering Lulu a drink.
"Em, what do you want to drink?"
"Anything."
"What's all, huh? Okay..."
Lulu continued to look at the back of Drake's hand that had a cut while hitting the door earlier. Then there was a new wound on his knee. Lulu kept watching him.
"Wait? Brother's hurt!" Lulu grabbed Drake's right hand.
"Ehh?" Drake's shocked.
"I helped get you some medicine, yeah. Where's the P3K box?" Lulu ran into another room.
"That's it, it's in my room,,"
"alright. I'll take it, yeah.."
Not seeing her, Lulu asked Drake from the room, "I didn't see her. Where do you keep it?"
"In..drawer closet."
SRETT
"Eh? Nothing??"
"really? What's in the top closet, huh?"
Drake appears and stands in the middle of the door, holding himself back from being close to a girl in the room.
"It's okay, Lulu. I think it'll be fine after I wash it with water. I also don't feel any pain anymore" Drake said turning towards the bathroom.
Seeing Drake go wash his wounds with water, Lulu followed him.
"S what are you doing here?" drake asked in shock as Lulu followed him into the bathroom.
"To help my brother."
"Eheheh, no need. I'll do it myself. You just wait outside, okay?" he said wrong behavior.
"All right."
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SERIATE....