My Secret Life's
Chapter 117: The forbidden house in Perum Laskar Pelangi
Leaving Abhi's residence, Zain walked down the street in a different direction from his arrival. The direction that will certainly create an uproar in his goal, before stepping his feet further to achieve his future, the blessing of the family is the first thing that must be obtained by him.
"I hope that nothing will stop me from my Love." murmured Zain by chanting a whistle that became his trademark.
A whistle that will have the same tone with a different frequency level in each of the best and worst emotions of a Zain, a whistle that will be his life companion in adoring Love and removing the stains in his life.
Urban roads that began to be crowded by various types of vehicles, such as, passing through the densely populated area until the car drove to Jalan Diponegoro with a row of luxury homes of businessmen who have skyscrapers on the east side and are famous for the existence of a most magnificent house in the city among his other houses.
Not the bodyguards guarding the mansion but dozens of trained dogs ready to bark and tear apart intruders, people call the mansion a forbidden home. The most luxurious house is actually located at the very end of the Laskar Pelangi housing, the owner of the forbidden house is Mr. Arham who is also the owner of Laskar Pelangi housing and Mr. Arham is papa Zain.
Thiins.....
The sound of Zain's car horn wakes up a gardener sitting at the security guard post while waiting for nightfall, the color of the sky filled with dim twilight signifies the turn of time. The man of Lovely's age was in a frenzy running towards the gate to see who wanted to meet at the time when the Dragon of the forbidden house was getting an important guest visit.
"Go! The master is not home." exclaimed the gardener standing at the gate as he stared at the van in front of him.
Tiiiiiiii.....
Kreeet....
That heartless horn sound made the ears buzz but it was what made a man the age of his brother Zain immediately open the gate with a pale face, well who else would dare to make a troublemaker in the Arham residence if not the eldest son of the Arham family himself.
As the car entered the courtyard of Arham's house filled with colorful flowers to welcome him, Zain casually got out of the car and ran into the main door, leaving the gardener still feeling the explosion of firecrackers.
Tak...
The sound of objects being knocked to the floor was clearly heard when Zain stepped into his house, following the voice that was discussing something until Zain's eyes were perfectly rounded when his net caught a wingless creature falling to earth.
"Remember Zain? Wh why? Is your money running out." fawning over a middle-aged man without looking towards Zain.
"Queen up! Are you here? (Queen! You're here?)" zain asked the wingless creature and ignored Mr. Arham's insinuation.
"Excuse me sir, I have to go back to the office." said Asfa politely and got up from his place without answering Zain's question.
"Wait for Queen's dinner, do you know my son Zain?" ask Mr. Arham who found his son's strange gurgle.
Zain does not like to be ignored let alone not considered by anyone, but now a sweet smile develops perfectly on his sexy lips. Making Mr. Arham look sharply, there was definitely something between his son and the owner of the RA Company company.
"He's your son? It doesn't seem foreign." replied Asfa casually.
Look at Zain's lips that immediately pursed like a teenage girl, this is what always makes Asfa anxious. Zain was not a teenage girl but her attitude was like a teenage girl, pouting and smiling sweetly as fast as lightning.
"I thought you guys knew each other. This is Zain Arham my son whose hobby is running away." said Mr. Arham with a careless glance at Zain and miraculously Zain did not care about his glance.
" Alright, I must go." said Asfa and extended his right hand to Mr. Arham.
"Don't touch Queen!" prevent Zain from directly pulling the hand of Asfa.
"Zayn!" hardik Tuan Arham who saw his son's behavior crossed the line.
Zain he's your father! Be respectful, solve your problems and come to the mansion after all is done. ~ whispered Asfa and patted Zain on the shoulder.
"Like you wish. (As you wish.)" replied Zain softly.
"Whatever the problems in your home, it certainly does not impact into the cooperation of the company." said Asfa before stepping his feet to leave the living room of the Arham residence.
The sound of footsteps grew increasingly distant and disappeared behind the main door, leaving Zain and Mr. Arham staring at each other meaningfully, until the sound of laughter of the two men of different age boomed throughout the house.
"Him?"
Zain only nodded with a brief question of his papa, however both of them were father and son who had the same frequency wave.
"Can pa?"
"Best of the best. Continue."
Like getting a fresh breeze in the sahara desert, his papa's permission really complemented the happiness in his heart but the two men did not realize that there was one man standing behind the wall upstairs with his hands clenched. His nails turned white until something red seeped out from the sidelines of his fingers that clenched it and passed leaving his place eavesdropping.
Braaak...
"Aaarrrggghhh." roared with a rough patch of his own hair.
Hiks.. hiks...
Haha...
Hiks. hiks...
His heart felt torn when he listened to the happy laughter of the two men who made his life hell, making his laughter sound horrible. The clenched hands that had been opened left a trace of carnation in her hair, blood that made her kiss numb.
Plaque..
"I will not let you be happy, you deserve to burn the fire of my vengeance!" he licked the blood on his palm after giving two slaps on one of his left cheeks.
Leaving behind a fire burning in one's soul, Asfa was sitting on the side of the road not far from Arham's residence without anyone accompanying her. The face that is still covered in masks makes people who see it stare strangely but there is no response from him other than silent silence staring at the quiet residential street.
"That" muttered a young man who had just walked out of the gate of his house.
Intentions want to hangout after making an appointment with other friends but outside the gate his eyes accidentally caught a figure who was becoming a fugitive gang.
Triiin....
The incoming message made the young man get off his mogenya and choose to cross to approach Asfa, but a van suddenly appeared and stopped in front of Asfa.
"Si@l! I'm less fast, I better go after it." lamented the young man and rushed on his bike after seeing the van take away the girl his gang was after.
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*Happy Eid Mubarak 🥰
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. Allah bless us all 🤲
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. Othoor just wanted to tell you, if othoor blum can be up with a definite time.
.Not because ramadhan udh finished yes, but othoor is now in a place where the signal is rich shooting stars. (Makhlum othoor ge mudik ya.. 🤧🙏😖🔥)
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. Othoor can only get up when the star goes to tangkep deh.. 🤭😅
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