My love is blocked by your throne

73. Claudya's Cry.

"I just want to make it clear, never disturb my wife's family, until ever!"

Angry, annoyed, and disappointed, a jumble in Claudya, over the words of Damaresh who greatly emphasized how important Aura was in her life as well as her family.

Want to be compared to Claudya's position in Damaresh? definitely not a match for him at all.

This is very emotional in Claudya.

The woman got up, laughing merrily, a made-up laugh on top of her torn-up heart.

Either he was laughing at the stern warning of Damaresh or was laughing at his now-real meaningless self before his own son.

Claudya turned her full make-up face to the son who lived with a flat look.

"You know, I don't like being ruled by anyone, and I don't obey anybody. I just want to do what I want to do, keep it!"

he said full of intimidation.

Damaresh nodded, "Yes, I know this is you." The man also got up from his seat and stood in line with his mother.

"I'm just warning you, so you won't be surprised, for my next move." Damaresh grabbed the phone in her pocket typing something and putting it back, a split second of which was heard a message notification from Claudya's phone in her tote bag.

As Claudya checks her cell phone, Damaresh steps past her mother to a large painting of her father on the bedroom wall.

He swept the painting as if looking for the deepest secret.

"Is this Aresh?" claudya's question was more like a snapshot. Damaresh turned her head to look at Claudya's reddened face, her gaze gleaming with rage. Just for a moment, and without a word spoken, he again continued his attention to look at the painting closely.

"Aresh, explain it to me!" Claudya again yelled at her son in a huff, asking for more attention.

"You see, don't yell!"an unsuitable answer was thrown by Damaresh, his speech flowing leisurely and flatly, without taking his eyes off the painting, and,

even his hands are now seen touching the painting in several parts.

Claudya's body groaned weakly after seeing the 1 minute 9 second video sent by Damaresh to her. The woman leaned back on her bed before crashing into her seat with her head lowered and breath hunting.

Damaresh glanced at it with the tip of his eye.

"If the tape I'm posting on social media, or I'm sending it to news hunters, what happens?" questions directed at himself

a threat to his mother.

"You're threatening me?" caludya asked with a trembling voice.

"The color you don't want to obey me" said Damaresh still with a relaxed mode.

"You want to send your mother to jail?"

"If that makes you know the limits, it doesn't matter?" The answer in the form of a question is the side of Damaresh so far, the pitched answer to the question is also a sure thing that he will do without being able to be bidded again.

Claudya swallowed her saliva quickly and twisted her brain hard to persuade her son not to do the threat, without needing to admit wrong.

Ahh basic Claudya haughty!

Though in the recording was clear evidence of his crimes ten years ago, where he became the mastermind of the murder of Saraswati, the woman suspected of the affair Airlangga. But Claudya refuses to feel wrong, let alone admit it.

Let's see what death will bring out

damaresh.

"Aresh, you're not going to act too late, are you? If this is revealed, our family's reputation will be destroyed,

so does your good name and Pramudya Corp, you certainly don't want our business empire destroyed right?"

Claudya said softly, pitched persuading.

"laggingly good. You have often acted inhumanely because you have money and power, if you go bankrupt, you will surely be able to become more human" Damaresh replied cynically.

Claudya was stunned by her son's reply. Not only that, Damaresh continued his speech without looking at his mother.

"I've met with Saraswati's extended family, they're gathering evidence to open the case again. I've done a lot to stem their steps, to protect the woman who gave birth to me, who I don't know still deserves to be called my mother or not. But now, I'm changing my mind-"

"Don't Aresh!"

Finally Claudya pleaded as well after seeing that Damaresh would not change his decision.

"Don't do it, Mommy please!"

he continued again with a hopeful look while grabbing his son's arm.

"It depends on you" said Damaresh coldly.

"I didn't do anything to Aura's father, I just told her that I would never approve of your marriage, that she would remind Aura to leave you, that's all. I don't have any plans for him anymore."

Claudya explained with a hunting breath.

Is he honest with his testimony?

Damaresh did not seem to pierce his words, he instead pressed one of the hidden buttons on the painting that he had been watching carefully from earlier. As soon as the button was pressed the painting shifted by itself, and now a vault was plastered behind the large painting.

Claudya closed her mouth to see what her son had done.

"A-Aresh from who do you know, about this safe?"

claudya asked nervously and looked at Damaresh face to face.

"I told you, if I knew why you still keep this painting, not because of my father, but because

the safe behind this painting" Damaresh stared at his mother flat.

"It's not completely so, Aresh," replied Claudya even more nervously, as she swallowed her salivary feeling she didn't know how to talk to Damaresh. He only realized that his son had a person who was so strong and not easily mastered.

Where has Claudya been all this time?

"Jawab Mommy, Aresh! you know who this safe is from?

only me and your father know, Aresh. Even your grandfather doesn't know, either" Claudya said in a panic.

Ignoring his mother's question, Damaresh asked another question. "How many codes?"

"Your date of birth, Aresh," replied Claudya without another babibu.

And right, after pressing down on some numbers that were the date of his birth, the iron door opened. Priceless treasures are there, from gold bars, some precious metals to important letters of course.

But the gaze of Damaresh missed everything

just reach for a small box measuring 20 by 15 cm which is very heavy because it is also made of iron by using the access code as a way to open it.

"If it is, mommy can't open it, either, Aresh,

only your father can" said Claudya with a lethargic face. He had even brought the small safe to the manufacturer's place abroad to be able to open it, but all in vain.

Damaresh looked at the small safe carefully then grabbed her phone and made a video call with someone across the street.

"Hallo Dad,"

"Hallo, Aresh" the voice across there that made Claudya's body stiffen after hearing it.

"Elang? that's the sound of an eagle?" Claudya is approaching.

"Daddy, here I got the safe." Damaresh pointed his phone camera at the small safe making the face of the man on the screen of the Damaresh phone clearly visible to Claudya.

"Getter!" claudya's strangling is held back. The phone in his hand fell down, his body took two steps back while covering his mouth in disbelief, his entire body instantly shaking instantly.

"Just open the safe, Aresh! and take the thing that daddy meant" Airlangga's voice sounded again very clearly in Claudya's ear.

"Yes Dad, how many codes?"

Claudya's gurgle robs Damaresh's phone and exposes her face to a mobile phone screen featuring an eleven-twelve handsome face with Damaresh, only the difference is that the look on the phone screen is much older than that on Damaresh.

"Elang? your eagle is alive?" ask Claudya to hunt. But Damaresh immediately snatched back his phone and continued to ask for the access code in question, it turns out the code is Aresh's nickname but spelled from behind.

The small safe opened and Damaresh picked up a jewelry box made of velvet studded with diamonds. Claudya widened her eyes seeing that.

What surprise is this?

The eagle is still alive. And a jewelry box containing pink diamond whose price range reaches USD 1.19 million or equivalent to 17 billion rusters are suspected to have given Eagle to Saraswati to incite tremendous anger from Claudya until devising a strategy to eliminate Saraswati, not because of the price value of the pink gem but the history of the stone itself that the Eagle presented on their first night,

It turned out that the pink diamond remained safely in place. Airlangga did not give it to anyone.

Claudya let out a stifled scream, her body gnawing on the floor, tears instantly caved in her face which had become as pale as paper.

He did not care anymore about Damaresh who had taken the jewelry box and kept it, then returned all the safe to its original place with his painting.

Damaresh inching out of the room, ignoring Claudya's unstoppable cry.

"Arein!" panghil Claudya restrained.

Damaresh stopped his steps, turning his head to look at his mother.

"Where's Eagle? where is he?" ask Claudya with a nod. There were no lies in his tears, evident from the grievous look of his face and wounded gaze. But Damaresh flinching, it wasn't easy for him to believe that his mother still had sincerity.

"You know Mommy boy! Mommy wanted to meet your father, "This time Claudya pleaded, really begging with tears.

Damaresh shook his head.

"You don't deserve enough to meet daddy,"

he said and continued his steps to leave

ignoring Claudya's cry that seemed to be unwilling to stop.