My Darkness Girl's

05. The Beginning of the Meeting or the Catastrophe?

"If you don't want to obey, at least you stop making the people around you worry."

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          Gina returned home just as the clock was showing the number twelve past the twenty minutes. This is nothing new for the girl. Since his return from the land of the people. The cause is none other than he feels uncomfortable every being on one roof with people from his family. The family? Does he consider them his family?

          Although Gina has often blatantly said she wants to live alone in an apartment or boarding house. Asal did not stay with them, especially the muna woman who had just noon added to her broken mood. Who else would not be the wife of the father. Silla Lidya's.

          Even once Gina did not come home and stayed at her best friend's apartment for two days. 

          Anyone would not be comfortable living under one roof with a woman who always judges wrong whatever Gina does. Whatever it is. Especially Gina who never likes to be ruled by others. Arranged, especially. He really hated both.

Okay back to the present time.

          Gina who walked in from the gate towards the main door with somewhat staggered steps. It almost fell down when the main door suddenly opened from within. And without warning, the perpetrator pulled the girl's arm and slapped her. Gina's half-conscious face instantly came to a realization.

         The slap didn't hurt much for a Gina. However, it felt like something was burning in his chest.

          He touched the slightly numb side of his face. Then look at the person who did that to her. With reddened eyes, he stared boldly at this person before him.

"Does this behavior of yours reflect the behavior of an honorable girl!? BY COMING HOME IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT! IN THIS KIND OF SITUATION? ANSWER ARGINA! Is this what I've been teaching you all along, HUH!?" his baritone voice echoed.

          While rubbing the corners of her lips violently, Gina smiled sinisterly. "Which teaching do you mean?" he stared intently at the half-century man before him. Although from his voice alone tucked fragility there. "Say, which one did you teach?" the man looked flabbergasted. "SAY!" both of his hands were firmly clenched on his sides.

"Thanks...!" call him resolute. He looked at Gina's face with sadness, and forgot about his anger.

"Didn't you come and make me like this?" he did not like the hurt look on the face of Gina, his daughter. "Ah, sorry sorry. You are not wrong. It wasn't your fault. I was wrong. For making a mistake. I was sent to Mother's family. Hahaha, I'm wrong." Gina's laughter sounded.

          He gave the man a cynical look, "If you are a father who cares about his child. She must still be in this house, right?" After saying that, Gina stepped out her legs. Not to his room, but out of the house. The call of the father was left just like that. Don't care. Maybe tonight, he'll calm himself down somewhere.

"Because you don't want the same thing to happen to you, son."

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          The figure also stopped the speed of his vehicle when the person who had followed him also stopped, about fifty meters from where he stopped. For a moment he looked around. Old building? What's that guy here for?

          Since signing his contract with the client a few months ago, he must always be ready to follow wherever the client intends to go. Moreover, his work lasted twenty-four hours. Until he often, not exactly almost every night he did not sleep. The reason is of course because the person being watched always goes out at night, every day.

"Hafffhh." there was a long sigh from his pale lips. If it wasn't for his huge salary, he wouldn't have been able to sacrifice his sleep like this.

          The figure is still lightly sitting behind the wheel with a fizzy drink that is always loyal in his car. Although occasionally evaporated, but still can he hold. He almost choked when several black sedan cars from the opposite direction, stopping his speed right in the old building.

          In a hurry he opened the car door and got out, not forgetting his brother's baseball bat he brought too. Actually he was very lazy these nights had to run, so he just walked around. After all, the person he protected was a martial arts master. So he doesn't have to worry too much.

           And with his increasingly lazy steps, he carried both of his legs. No more dragging his pair of legs. Climbing the stairs that managed to make him sweat bath once he reached the end of the climb. He stopped and sat down by the stairs. Inhaling too much oxygen. Once he felt enough, he stood up again. However, as he tried to open the door. Turns out the door was a little jammed.

Haish...Sucks.

          While warming up for a while, he took a few steps back. And in one blow, the door finally opened. Even though the leaves are thrown off horribly and almost about a person's head.

'Oh, my God, I think he's going to excel. Tumben....'

          For a moment the all-black dressed men in front of him distracted them. One of them made a sound as the figure slowly advanced. "What's!? You want to be a hero too!? Haha, mending you go home and sleep."

'Black!'

           And without babibu, the figure swung the baseball bat in his hand towards their heads. His movements are super nimble, making the men did not have time to avoid. Daaan, within half a minute the people in black suits were helplessly chuckling on the floor. Probably fainted.

           He stared at the bruised body lying weakly on the floor. Then, he carefully touched the body. Get down every step of the ladder with great care. Until they got in front of his brother's black sedan car.

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"I only reply to what they once did to me. I will never forgive or let them go. Any time, never will."

–Argina Khaislova A.