My Secret Life's

Chapter 154: Melow

Leaving the wrath of the wife with clenched hands, because of the actions of the husband. Inside a heli there is a debate. A discussion that starts with one question.

"Shut up! Never doubt my master!(Never doubt my master!)"

"You forget who I'am?(You forgot who I am?)" Alvaro raised an eyebrow looking at the gray man in front of him.

Diego sighed, not forgetting. But Alvaro is too determined to take Rania, so Diego uses violent means to get Alvaro into the heli and go with him. "Queen in the ER."

Gleek….

Alvaro's hand spontaneously gripped Diego's arm tightly, his eyes so sharp they were ready to pounce on Diego. "Don't joking with me, about my doll! (Don't joke with me, about my doll!)"

"Please call the big master or Justin. Or let the pilot fly the heli, to get us to the mansion before the great lord." Diego gave Alvaro his choice.

Alvaro released the grip of his hand, and gave the pilot the code to fly the helicopter. "What happened?(What's going on?)"

"Overnight the queen met with several clients at the hotel near the old cinema building. Someone called Justin, and Justin came to the hotel to replace Queen about the pending meeting. Unfortunately, when Justin checked the hotel room. Queen is in a state of high fever, Justin takes Queen to the main hospital and the rest, let the big master explain. Now is there any more questions?" obviously Diego is long times wide.

Alvaro leaned his body with a tight eye, the heat in his eyes really reflected the pain that ripped his body. Failed again, repeatedly. And for the umpteenth time, as a brother cannot protect one light of his life. In his inner fight, there was a hand rubbing Alvaro's shoulder.

But his eyes were reluctant to look at the beauty of the world, once again the worst news was in the midst of his happiness. "Do I deserve to be a sister? Why is it always like this? "

"Don't blame yourself. Your sister is not that weak, have you forgotten how the training you gave her? All of that makes Asfa as strong as it is now. Believe me, Asfa is a fusion of Xifer and Naura. So relax boy." Diego patted Alvaro's shoulder slowly.

Silent….

Travel within fifteen minutes, until the heli descends on the runway on the side of the mansion near the ocean. The pilot shut off the engine. "Master has arrived."

"Let's get off!" take Diego and open the heli door.

Alvaro simply followed Diego in silence and a cold face, his second step down the sprawling garden with fragrant flowers and ripe fruits. One figure was waiting, standing on the balcony with his arms crossed. The man who showed a cold and resolute face full of an aura of intimidation, Diego walked in front and Alvaro chose to walk in the back.

The two entered the mansion through the side door, and climbed up the stairs after passing through the training room. The top room with a balcony overlooking the garden became his second destination, it became Asfa's dream room.

Chequek…..

Diego opens the door, lets Alvaro in and enters. The door closed, and a moment of both gazes were fixed on the figure on the king size mattress covered in black. "Please check Queen, there are all your tools. I'm going to see the big master."

The infusion tube in his hand and also the breathing apparatus that covered Asfa's nose and mouth, really pierced his heart. In the midst of the deterioration of Asfa, he was busy making out with his wife. Even worse, he did not want to listen to the simple request of the shadow of the father. And more concerned with the desire of his heart, why he became selfish.

Alvaro's hand rubbed Asfa's cheek and the man's lips dyed the sister's forehead with regret. "I'm sorry, I always fail to take care of you. Not only was the promise to my mother I denied, but the promise to myself was also tarnished. Do I deserve to be called a sister? You gave a partner to me for my happiness, but I ignored my responsibility to you. I'm sorry, doll."

"Wake up! Don't make your sister tormented, papa calls you not to see your cry. Alvaro Caesar!" hardik the great master and looked at the son seriously.

Alvaro removed his hand from Asfa's cheek, got up and approached the lord of Luxifer. Not a word that came out of Varo's lips, only Alvaro immediately hugged the father tightly. Varo's shoulders trembled, holding tightness in the chest. The great master rubbed the back of the son, the destruction clearly visible with the sobs of an iron man.

Alvaro who always had more emotions but was indifferent and cold, today became the world's thermelow man. Tears are proof of how hurt the son is, because he once again fails to carry out the responsibilities as an older brother.

Mr Luxifer let Alvaro cry for five minutes, until his hands clasped Alvaro's arms. Uphold the body without the spirit of the son to stand upright. "Stop! Now let's work together, Queen needs us.(Stopit! Now let's work together, Queen needs us.)"

"Are we taking Queen overseas again?" ask Alvaro lirih.

"No. Enough here, now check on your sister and papa will contact some of the best doctors." replied the great master and hugged Alvaro just before leaving to walk out of the princess' room.

Alvaro walked closer to the medical devices on the special table, from his observation it was definitely all prepared impromptu. Even though everything was already inside the mansion, it did not mean that it was in the room of the younger brother. With deft hands Alvaro took a stethoscope and started installing some tools in the body of Asfa, for half an hour Alvaro struggled to provide the best handling for Asfa.

Chequek……

"Please come in, I'm sorry" said someone and left the door open.

Alvaro stared at the figure who stood without the slightest smile on his face, a figure with an elegant robe. His footsteps were slow but there was no doubt, his eyes were shining sharply without a blink. Alvaro's lips felt muddy, looking at the lioness in a dead-red fashion. "........ "

Alvaro did not say hello, the door was open. And even more surprising the appearance of a figure who should not come, to see the situation of the younger brother. Simultaneously the face of the papa was also visible, there was no tense look let alone anger. The face of the Luxifer lord was flat with no expression.

"Diego!"

The voice with a baritone tone, made the gray man who was sitting for a moment to enjoy the scenery jumped in shock and almost fell from the balcony. With a thousand steps Diego walked back to Asfa's room, to face the owner of the baritone voice.

In a minute less. Diego's face appeared and passed through the open glass door, which became the room divider and balcony. The faces with tense and cold faces, momentarily making the fur of Diego crumble. Only the face of the great master was still a relaxed expression as calm as sitting on the beach.

Looks like I have to move bow, next life I just want to be a meatball seller. Rather than being a shadow but a sense of my life like a rujak. ~ inner Diego.