My husband's the Cold Mafia
Chapter 3. Visited
In the afternoon.
Xeon came back to the mansion with the time that Nathan had set.
The man had been standing by the car for an hour, but Nathan did not come out of his den.
"I will call the young master" said Mr. Hans.
"If you want to die today please, sir." Xeon said that with a mocking look made Mr. Hans die a flea.
They waited for Nathan to come out of the nest.
"Please, sir." Xeon let her master into the car.
"Prepare a special dinner, sir." Hans nodded in understanding with Xeon's orders.
After that, the car drove at medium speed leaving the mansion area.
On the way, Nathan is seen closing his eyes while muttering a little.
"Do you want to stop at the flower shop, sir?" ask Xeon.
"Hm."
Xeon nodded and stopped the car in front of a florist, got down and bought two flowers.
After that, Xeon got back into the car and gave the flower to her master. The car drove back to the place the master wanted to visit.
Arriving at a public funeral.
Nathan got out of the car without waiting for Xeon to open the door. The gallant man walked slowly down the road he had improved so that the pilgrims would feel comfortable when visiting here.
"You want me to be with you?" ask Xeon.
Nathan remained silent and walked towards the two well-guarded tombs. Seeing his master's response, Xeon chose to stay in place and not follow her master. Perhaps the master wanted to calm down for a moment from the chaotic life of the world.
Nathan is now crouched between two tombs. He placed one flower stalk on one tomb and another on the second.
There were no tears or words, the man stared silently at the two tombs before him.
"Hide away, boy! Don't get out of here!"
Nathan smiled wryly remembering those words. He looked at the clear sky even though it was late afternoon.
"This is what I get after hiding, wealth, power and freedom."
After saying that, Nathan chose to stand up and looked back at the two eating in front of him and left the place.
"You want to go home?" tanya Xeon saw the master walking towards her.
"I want to take a look" Nathan said in slow steps as he looked around the tomb.
Nathan's footsteps stopped when he saw a father burning leaves.
"He's a tomb clerk, probably getting a job cleaning up the tomb" Xeon said.
Nathan was still staring at the old man and his gaze turned to a pregnant woman who was talking to herself.
"Oh, what are these gentlemen coming here for? Can I help you?" asked the old man who turned out to be Mr. Amar.
"We're just looking, sir." Xeon answered a question from Mr. Amar.
"Who is he sir?" tanya Xeon was curious about the pregnant woman who was talking and also smiled to herself.
"She's my daughter, sir." Mr. Amar replied in a polite tone.
"Oh, where's her husband? Why would he come here? Isn't that pregnant woman can't be in the grave? Because later it can be disturbed," asked Xeon curious to get a sharp glance from Nathan.
"Eum, my daughter is not married, sir. He is a rape victim, because he has no friends and is alone at home, so I brought him here," said Mr. Amar in a sad tone.
"Then what did you do when your daughter experienced that?" nathan's question made Xeon stunned because it turned out that her master was interested in the story of these two strangers.
"I did nothing, I could cry and scream." Mr. Amar lowered his head.
Nathan looked expressionless and pulled something out of his pants pocket.
A dagger complete with scabbard, he threw the dagger right in the face of Mr. Amar.
"Next time be a useful man!" press Nathan to leave Amar's pack dumbfounded and Xeon.
Xeon took out some money and gave it to Mr. Amar.
"My master was so loving, he was. Use that dagger to kill anyone who tries to hurt your daughter. Remember, the family you have now is the most precious thing in your life."
After saying that, Xeon rushed after her master. He understood why the master was angry, because the past events are very imprinted to this day.
A murder even rape right in plain sight by the time his master was 10 years old.
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Typo scattered everywhere please be wise in commenting well.
Tbc.
