My boy, I Love You

Chapter 51. Sign up!

The bright light before him actually made his gaze blur. The lantern was simply placed on the floor illuminating the dark room where Black was held captive.

"Sam, let me go. All right, I'll sign that deal, '" infuriated Black. He was very upset, but helpless. He who was invincible must now look to Samuel to be released.

He began to realize, Sam was not an easy opponent. So it would be better if it was a colony.

Sam bent his knees, making one of them stick to the rough cement floor. He pulls Black's arm so he is in a sitting position, facing him.

"Don't mess with me. I would be very kind to my friend, but I wouldn't playfully treat my enemy." Sam clasped his index finger as if it were his weapon. "Dashi! And finish your history."

Black laughed chuckling. "You wouldn't dare kill me."

"Are you sure? Do I need to prove it to you?" ask Sam. He felt annoyed at feeling underestimated.

"That's it. If you can, you won't pay me to get rid of your enemies" Black replied.

"One answer, I don't want to dirty my hands."

Black laughed again. "So what do you want? I'm looking after your wife? Is that all?"

"Black, we're just gonna have fun. Apparently my wife doesn't like the adrenaline-pumping game we do" Sam replied.

Black grunted in annoyance. "Then why did you make that contract?"

Sam laughed, he scratched the tip of his pointed nose. "To keep him away from people like you."

Sam propped the sealed sheet of paper over a kerani board. "I'll untie your hands. You better be wise in your decision. I'm just asking you to retire doing our job. We take care of each other as good friends. That'sthat's all. Realize, we're getting old."

Sam begins to cut the dead knot that binds Black's hand. Both hands were visibly scarred by the rope that tightly bound them.

He rubbed his limbs so that the blood flow returned to normal.

"Black, you can stay with us, all your needs are arranged. There's nothing else you need to worry about" Sam persuaded, holding out a black pen.

"Sam, I signed this just because I had to return the favor to your son. I think he'll be a good man, not like his father." The man again chuckled but his hand now put a scribble on the stamp that was stuck in the right corner under the letter of agreement.

Black restores his pen and begins to untie his legs with both hands. In his heart he felt relieved, maybe this was the best offer he had ever gotten. Had someone offered such a job ten years ago, he would not have even fallen into the black world he was today.

Black follows Samuel into the mother house. His arrival surprises Lia, but Leon welcomes her with a warm smile.

Leon approached the tall man. He took Black's hand and tugged at his arm. "Om, Um. I forgot to ask you something."

Black stopped his steps. "What do you want to ask?"

"Name Om?" the little boy asked without hesitation. "How do I call you?"

"People call me Black," the man replied indifferently.

Leon shakes. "No-no. It's impossible for Om's parents to name Black. I'm sure, they must have given me a beautiful name to call."

"I'd guess. Must have a sweet name. So I call Uncle Nicho." Leon danced happily. Of course, all his efforts succeeded. His family did not become separated, and the enemy became friends.

Leon suddenly fell silent, "Daddy, I think there's one thing we've forgotten." The little boy's face looked extremely tense.

Sam frowned, raising his son to a high table. "Tell Daddy, is there something you haven't told me?"

"It's about Bik Marni and that cop." Leon stopped his words.

"What's wrong with Bik Marni."

Leon breathed. He ran into his room and before long the little leg had arrived back in front of his daddy. A box in his hand.

"Leonard, what is this?" ask Sam. The man took the lid off the box. He noticed something lying in it.

"I found it in several places in this house" the boy continued.

Black walked closer. He took one and watched it closely. "He's spying on you! He suspects you."

Sam squeezed his hand furiously. "Turn off all lights. Black you know what I mean? Take all that red light."

"Fucking helper. I'll kick her touts, later. They set their eyes on the whole room. They had to search all the places Bik Marni could access. And that means only his study room and the back shed are not attached to the eavesdropper. Sam always locks it.

Black brought two more tools. "I think we found it all. Relax Sam. Unless you're saying something that shouldn't be outside your work space." Black patted Sam on the back expressing his concern.

"We have to get rid of the police's suspicions." Sam gave his opinion. While we give in and stay away from them. We are on vacation, waiting for everything to calm down and be peaceful.

"Daddy, I want to go to Bali!" Leon jumped up and down in excitement. Until he was eight years old, he had never been to Bali. But he often heard his friends tell of their vacation on the beautiful exotic island. Leon even memorized the contents of the map, the beautiful scenery he saw on the internet made him dream, someday I will visit you, Bali.

"Alright, Daddy's gonna call the bureau tomorrow morning. Go sleep. Uncle Nicho and Daddy also need to rest. Today was amazing." Sam peaked the top of his son's head.

"OK, Daddy. I love you." Leon tiptoed, kissed his father's cheek.

"Love you too, Leon."

Leon stepped his little legs leaving the two adult men. His face looks radiant like a person gets a gift that he really wants.

"Black, prepare. We're gonna start having fun in Bali." Sam scratched his head that didn't itch.

Black laughed chuckling at the face of his new master which was like confusion. In his heart he was grateful, it seemed like he had found the right person. A good person will certainly prioritize the happiness of his family rather than his self-interest, not.

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Samuel went into his room. He saw his wife was busy wiping her face with a piece of cotton to clean the remnants of cosmetics and dirt dust attached to the skin of her face.

"Balinese! Leon wants to take us all to Bali, Lia." Sam was sitting on the bed, his pair of eyes staring at his wife who was setting himself up in front of the mirror.

"I know he's been wanting to go there for a long time, but I'm too busy. Don't I have to make money for our lives."