Love the Perfect Master

Season 2 ~ You Should Heal

The slums are a little creepy. A worn-out unkempt building in a densely populated settlement. Rubbish scattered here and there. Walled there is a lot of gravity of the work of young people who are idle. The wild grass that covered the door of the house had already grown to the height of an adult's chest.

A banyan tree grew to shade the house. Add a sinister and mystical impression. No one dared to go to that place. Because a lot of news birds say that the place is haunted.

But the other case with the black berhodie boy. For half an hour he stood leaning against the wall in that place without fear, whether waiting for who.

He was very agitated, his lips turning blue. Sometimes he wet his lips that felt dry. Cold sweat dripped down every inch of his body. Never ceasing to look left right hoping the person he was waiting for would come soon. He was impatient, and repeatedly he stomped his feet. He looked at his cell phone many times.

Light rain began to drench the soil and leaves. The sky grew dark, adding to the uneasiness. He was holding back the pain and pain in his body. His face is getting pale. He sat down long and hugged his own knees. His whole body shook violently.

Fifteen minutes, the two adults who were in contact with the matic motor had arrived. The two people were the same, using a hodie and a mask to cover his face.

They both pierce the rain towards the boy. The boy immediately stood up to welcome the two men.

After looking to the left right, the two men handed over a small white parcel. No sound came out of the mouths of the three of them. They just play code. After receiving the item, the boy handed over five hundred thousand pieces of money.

Transaction completed. They immediately left the place as if nothing had happened.

Behind the tree which was about ten meters from the transaction place, came out a man who turned out to be stalking them earlier. Anger, disappointment, pain, filled the heart of the mature man. He rushed after his son who he believed was going home.

Rayga residence

His black hodie jacket was wet in the rain. The shoes he was wearing were muddy soiling every floor he peed. With a hasty step he headed upstairs, it was certain that the boy was heading towards his own room.

After five minutes, Ray's father had just returned home. Half-run he headed to his son's room. Immediately he turned the doorknob. Shit, locked. He pulled out the spare key that had been prepared since the boy had been living in the house again.

The door opened, his favorite son was opening the unclean thing he got earlier. Ray was angry, his emotions overflowing. He took the parcel forcibly, before Adam enjoyed it.

"What the hell Pa, give it back. It's Adam's" the boy shouted hysterically.

"No, Papa won't give you this cursed thing" Ray came out of the room and followed Adam.

"Please Pa, love Adam. Adam needs that thing right now" he asked tremblingly. Ray remained silent down the stairs and headed to the back of the house.

"Bi Sum, prepare the fire!" ray's orders with eyes reddened with anger.

"What will Papa do?" Ray did not answer a word.

"Don't tell me Papa wants to burn it. Do you know how hard Adam got it?"

"Please Pa, give it back to Adam. Adam needed him Pa.." the boy hugged his father's leg who was standing straight waiting for the fire to be ready. The boy hoped his father would be a little pity.

"Mas Ray, the fire is ready" said Bi Sum.

"Don't Pa.. Don't!" adam shouted hysterically. He begged his father.

Without answering Bi Sum's words, Ray approached the fire and put the thing he had seized earlier into the blazing fire. For a moment, the haram was wiped out by the embers. It made Adam angry.

"Don't Pa ... Papa is evil, Papa is evil ...." Adam was crying and banging Ray in the chest, he was very angry.

Feeling that there was no point in him begging, he turned his back to get the illegal goods again.

"Where are you going?Stop that!"

"Surge Ma! better get Adam out of this house." Adam tried to push Medina in the way.

Ray's coming after Adam. With one move he lifted up the body of his son who was already almost as big as himself. He took the struggling Adam to a room on the first floor. It was not his room. The room is medium size. With a tralis covering the window. There is only one bed and a bed. There's nothing there. All dangerous things have been removed.

"From now on you live here. You don't have to go to school anymore."

"Papa cruel, hu hu hu .. pain Pa... pain." Adam was in pain in his bed. He's sakau. At the moment he desperately needs the stuff that makes him addicted.

"Hold my son, Papa is sure you can." After saying so Ray immediately came out and locked it from the outside.

Medina who was listening from outside the room cried bitterly. I can't stand the pain of Adam.

"Pity of Adam Mas." Medina hugged Ray.

"We have to have love, this is all for Adam's healing. Have you called Doctor David?" ask Ray.

"Already Mas. He's on his way here" Medina said.

"Good, get Adam's clothes ready. I'll wash it."

Ray leaves Medina and changes her clothes to house clothes. Soon he returned to Adam's room.

The boy is still in pain. Ray immediately prepares warm water in the bathroom bath. He held Adam who could no longer afford to wriggle. With a quick movement, the release of his son's clothes without feeling uncomfortable.

He led his son into the bath. She bathed him with the love of a son who had not taken care of nine years. He was soaked by occasionally massaging Adam's back. Adam relaxed a little, but still a little pain. Ray painstakingly bathed his son. Sometimes crystals fell from his eyes. It was hard to see his now broken son.

Not wanting to linger, Ray held Adam back to the room. The clothes of Adam. The boy said nothing. Only tears filled his eyes.

"Well, now that it's pretty, boys can't cry" Ray wiped Adam's tears with his fingers.

He took his son into his arms. Let Adam cry in his arms. She shed the tears she had been holding for nine years. Adam felt comfortable in Ray's arms. Ray occasionally kisses Adam's head with love.

"You must heal, son. You have to get out of this black hole" Ray murmured softly, but Adam could still hear. Adam was more sorry.

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Be ill.