Milky

Part. 93

"What's? So you failed to hit him?!" A middle-aged man gripped the chin of the young man who was bowed before. Raising it until the face looked up even though his gaze had fallen down.

His body trembled in fear, sweat seeping on his forehead all the way to his neck.

"Anything you can do a job like that isn't good!" hardiknya right in front of the young man's face, then threw it violently. The face was firmly reached, the young man grimaced with pain in the neck.

"I gave you the money you asked for, but you let me down! I don't want to know how you got that family destroyed or .. die! I don't want to hear the word fail from you. If not, there is no more money and other facilities. Listen to that!" firmly again while turning around to leave the young man who clenched his hands held back anger.

The young man closed his eyes tightly to dismiss all the emotions that were getting out. He did everything, but it was wrong in their eyes. It is still considered to be unable to do anything.

The sound of the sofa moving in front, made his head lift. The woman who had the title Mother in her life rose from her seat and approached. His sharp eyes pointed right at the bead of the young man who was none other than his son.

"Why do you always disappoint us? In fact, we always obey what you want. Just once ... once just do what we command well. Don't constantly disappoint us and think you're not a dick," he said, stepping closer to the figure before him.

He patted the child on the shoulder, smiling to intimidate him.

"Do what your father says well and carefully. This time, make him proud to give up all his property to you. You can do it for Mom, right? You're Mom's son, don't let down Mom's heart, son," he continued.

Every word he spoke, always vibrated the soul and body of the young man. Inwardly refused, but he was unable to resist. Only a nod of the head could he give without being able to express any objections.

He had absolutely no idea who he was trying to hurt all this time, the old man simply said that the women and men in the house had made them suffer for life and bear the burden of shame for life anyway.

"Mom's counting on you!" he concluded while patting again the young man's rigid shoulder. She turned to follow her husband without any sin.

The tears of the young man who was none other than Lucky fell after the departure of the mother. He deeply regrets his life. His shoulders trembled as it resisted the growing urge of crying.

Why is that old man always pushing my life? Once I wanted to be treated like other kids needed by her parents.

He raised his face to look at the direction his parents left. His body turned around leaving the living room that had always been the courtroom for him. The trial of the matter of the mission he ran, the space that never gave him a smile of happiness from small.

Is dying better for me? Who are they really? Why do Mom and Dad want their lives ruined? I see them good people. During my life with them, I just felt the affection of my parents. How does it feel to be noticed? How does it feel to be treated like a child? I want to go back to that family, but it's impossible.

He shook his head with tears flowing down the river. Dropping the body on the bed, face down hiding a wet face in the pillow.

The sound of screams that he did was dim because he was stuck in a pillow. His two tightly clenched hands held back the overflow of emotions within the soul.

Just want to leave the house, all of you die because life is free. He felt he was only used as a means of revenge by his parents.

Leaving Lucky lamenting his fate, regretting his life, back to Bima who still seemed confused to see the expressions of the two girls before him. Especially Nasya who was staring with wide bulging eyes.

"Did Brother really know, who is Revan?" firmly again bring the face closer to the stunned Bima. Both hands are on both sides of the bed. The young man who was lying on the sickly bed, only nodded nervously at the close proximity of their faces.

"Revan is a cave friend." Bima turned her face heated up, pushing Nasya's nose which was almost stuck with her nose. Make the girl's face move away and make room for the two nostrils to draw air.

"Mmm .. mmm .. mmm ...." Nasya shook his head with both hands folded on his chest. Staring at Bima who was struck in a sense of confusion that hung.

"He's Aunt Emilia's son and Uncle Fahru-"

"I know," Bima said quickly to Nasya's statement. Yeah, of course he knows Revan's parents' names, but doesn't know if they're his Uncle and Aunt.

"Ish ... Listen up!" the reply was not to accept, "aunt Emilia was the sister of Father, the younger brother of Father. Does your brother understand what he means?" press Nasya sounded anxious seeing the confused reaction still attached to the face of the older brother.

While Dewa and Tina already understood, they were a little shocked, but the moment given the proximity of the two was beyond doubt. Razka and Aulia gave a smile, Ayra shook her head.

"You don't confuse him, just get to the point. Revan it's-"

"Our cousin, Brother. Our cousin!" Nasya quickly recited Ayra's words. He did not want to be preceded by his brother to tell Bima about the status of Revan in his family.

Bima widened his eyes, surprised not playing when he heard who it was Revan.

"Se-cousin? Revan ... our cousin? Not your fault?" said Bima who interspersed cough because the chest suddenly narrowed.

"You surprised your brother, baby." Aulia glanced at the youngest princess who seemed satisfied to have vented her heart.

Tina hurriedly snatched the glass, and helped Bima to gulp down some water. Rubbing his chest to unravel the tightness that squeezes.

"Yes, Son. Revan and Akmal are your cousins. All this time you've been working for your own uncle, and that company should be yours. You're the one who's entitled to the CEO's seat there. I'll introduce you to all of them" Razka said.

This time, the Deity who turned his back in surprise. He and Tina did not expect that their child was an heir to the largest company in the city. It's a real surprise for them. Razka placed Bima in the elite room as it is today.

"Mr need not be surprised. Our son is a great man, I'm sure he's capable of leading the company" Razka said, staring at the still-embanguished God with a smile of confidence.

"But, Dad .. I don't want to lead that company. I want to work to my ability. Not that I refused, but I felt incapable. Let the Young Master lead it_"

"You are the Young Master, Ibrahim. Not him! Stop calling him Young Master, he's your cousin!" tukas Ayra resolutely sounded.

Bima turned the eyeball on her brother. He smiled before saying, "But they don't know who I am yet, brother. Just leave it like this first, I'll tell them slowly."

Although there is a drama of debate between Ayra and Nasya as well as Aulia of course, but see Bima who mean it they also obey.