
Bert was sitting in front of the treatment room. He raised his tyrannical face as soon as he heard the sound of quick footsteps heading towards him.
“Bert, how is aunt?” Lisle's approaching.
His cousin did not say. He turned his gaze to a fat man who was now also approaching from the opposite direction. Lisle stopped her steps. Freeze. Mr. Aaron wore a big smile on his face that began to have wrinkles.
“Well and not whether your aunt's condition will depend on you, Miss Lisle.” Aaron explored Lisle's entire body with his eyes glaring cunningly. His voice was eager to hold a passionate feeling when he looked again at the girl who looked more charming than before.
“What...what do you mean, Mister?” Lisle trembled asking. He turned to Bert who had not said a word since he arrived.
“The kidneys cannot work to the maximum. You should wash your blood once a few days. The cost is huge. And it will be even bigger if at any time his kidneys must be lifted.” Bert explained while looking down. “We don't have anything right now. You know what I mean. I'm gonna find a job but not now. And mr. Aaron gives an offer.”
Lisle began to understand the direction of this conversation. “What kind of offer?” He did not look at the owner of the coffee garden. His eyes just stared blankly at the wall behind Bert. Celine was right about something that went wrong.
“I'll cover all your aunt's hospital expenses if you're willing to be my mistress.” Aaron said with confidence. “As long as you are with me and please me, as long as I will guarantee the maintenance fee. You also do not need to work anymore, I will finance your life.”
Lisle was expecting it. Of course, it wasn't from the beginning that was Mr. Aaron's goal.
“You also no longer need to go to college. What is the title. You don't need it because you're not going to work. Enough money to support.”
“I want to see aunty.” Lisle disconnected Aaron's sentence. He approached the door, grabbed the handle and opened.
Inside so cold and quiet. Everything looks white. Smells of floor cleaners and medications mix in the room air. Annie lay quietly in bed with a blanket covering her chest through her legs. The woman's face looked pale and aged from her actual age.
Lisle sat on a bench by the bed. Didn't mean to wake. Just looking in silence. The shadow of his mother when in this hospital four years ago is imagined replacing the face of his aunt.
His head suffered a hard blow. Operation required.
He's lost a lot of blood. Need immediate blood donation.
Is there a family member who can take care of your mother's hospital expenses?
Be prompt. Otherwise, your mother can't be helped anymore!
Ibuuu!!!
Lisle closed her eyes hoping to make those tears return to the estuary, but the flow instead hardened, washing away her already weak self-defense.
Forgive us. Your mother can't be saved.
Relieve her!
Let him rest in peace!
The day before, his father had left first. His favorite man died at the scene of the accident. His mother who followed then made Lisle sky collapse.
And her aunt took care of everything. The funeral and everything that had worn him down and moody for weeks. Yes, her aunt Annie was now lying weakly in front of her.
Lisle knew it felt like she had no hope.
“You don't have to sacrifice for us. Mr. Aaron also can't force you to disagree.”
Lisle did not answer. He clenched his hand trying to find strength then got up leaving the room. Outside he meets Aaron who is standing leaning against a pole while smoking the smoke from the cigarette he smoked. He looks relaxed. Lisle felt her stomach nauseate instantly.
“I agree with your offer.” Lisle said with a trembling voice. The sky used to collapse. Today even the earth he was burning collapsed and swallowed it to the bottom.
Aaron chuckles happily. “ I know you're a good son and a devoted nephew. I'll take care of your aunt soon.”
Lisle passed from there with a hollow feeling. Just stepping without understanding where. She doesn't want to see her aunt again or Bert. One side of his heart could not accept this fate line, while the other side of his heart had felt tired and resigned.
“Where are you going?” asked Aaron to stop Lisle's steps. “I'll find a hotel for your temporary residence.”
***
Black Mountain's
Kennard's affairs abroad went poorly, so he had to postpone his return for up to two days. He had just arrived at Palm Garden when Steve's phone rang. The assistant spoke with furrowed brows. Kennard guessed something bad had happened.
“Master, Miss Lisle is now in Glassville visiting her aunt in the hospital. Apparently the person named Aaron was still curious and tried to ensnare him with an offer.” Steve told me after disconnecting.
“What kind of offer?” ask Kennard coldly. He stood in the middle of his spacious study. The golden afternoon sun burst through the window glass creating a dark shadow on the floor.
Steve hesitated for a moment before explaining. “Aaron is willing to bear all the costs of his aunt's care if Miss Lisle is willing to be his woman.” Steve lowered his head to avoid the flash of black flames in Kennard's eyes. The girl though has not officially become her master's lover, but Kennard has already marked her as his. Someone who attempted to touch her signed her death contract.
“The man did not love his life..” hiss Kennard growled. “What warning I gave yesterday is not clear enough?”
After a moment of silence Kennard gave the order. “Do something on all his assets and family. I want him to feel pain before dragging him in front of me and showing him real power. Doesn't he have a girl? Make her an entertainer lady at our club.”
Steve gulped for the sake of hearing that terrible order. “Good, Mr.” He lowered his head in salute before leaving the workroom that felt sultry.
As Steve was leaving, Kennard pressed a number on his phone.
***
Glassville
A luxury car takes Lisle to the best hotel in the small town of Glassville. A hotel attendant escorted her to a VIP room. Aaron had reserved the room for Lisle for a few days as long as he was looking for a permanent residence for the girl.
Lisle walked into the room with that awesome interior. He never stayed at the hotel, hence the somewhat awkward treatment of the friendly attendant who opened the door while bowing to welcome him in. His eyes only glimpsed around the room and were nervous when his gaze arrived at the large bed in the middle. His body suddenly stiffened considering he did not understand what to do when Aaron came later.
Cellphone's ringing. Lisle. What will he tell Celine? Before leaving, he promised to call when he got to the hospital. His best friend was so worried about him. She was afraid that something might endanger Lisle's life considering that she had returned to Glassville, the city she had left behind in a hurry.
Again a ringing sound as if urging the owner to answer the call immediately.