My Secret Life's
Chapter 37: His Return
Waiting for his occupants to return, his footsteps approached the window that was covered with curtains. With one push of the window it opens bringing the freshness of nature, with a view of the clear sky, below there is a flower garden that is designed.
*Hurry my beloved doll.* her mind looks at the line of flowers down there.
Waiting long enough for the sky to become overcast above the horizon, in the lyrics a black clock that looks luxurious coiled on his wrist. Almost 1 hour from the first time he entered the room but the owner of the room still did not come out of the bathroom, although she knew the girl's habits but after hearing what happened a little made her anxious.
By turning around intending to re-enter the room, the, but the steps that have not begun to stop when he saw the figure that is very much missed by casually walking wearing a towel covering his body and changing his clothes with clothes that have been available on his bed.
Seen her the girl glanced to each side until her blue eyes with calmness were radiating a twinkle of happiness with longing when meeting the gaze with her looking eyes, seen his footsteps running through the air to immediately embrace the figure in front there.
Greeeb...
"Kakaaak" exclaimed the girl excitedly as she hugged a man who had already stretched out his hands with the sweetest smile on his lips.
"My doll, brother misses you." whispered the man gently as he stroked Asfa's head.
"Me too, why didn't you tell me that today was coming? " tanya Asfa let go of her embrace.
"Didn't papa say it? " just ask the man casually.
"Just this morning, what papa." asked Asfa to stop seeing her brother.
"Calm down, you're doing great. But we have to make sure it stays good, only you are our world. Do you know Queen Asfa Luxifer? " said the man propping up Asfa's face with both palms.
"I know." Asfa replied with a smile.
The two enjoy time together lovingly without realizing a middle-aged man has been standing behind his second with a warm feeling, true to his decision to call his stepson back. Well the figure that is always called by him is a stepson but never a second considered as a stepchild, because in a short time the presence of the man can be accepted by his daughter, especially thanks to the young man's hand, his daughter can now live again.
A memory that makes him a father does not have justice for his two children, not because he is unable but because of the rejection that his son did. It is true that the handsome young man with a distance of five years from his daughter was not his biological child but the first child of his late wife where his son had chosen to be in school overseas dormitories and independent living.
According to the agreement where his son did not want to be known by anyone other than his own family, until the day he took his daughter to a mansion in the middle of the forest abroad for treatment. The mansion that had been the residence of his son for the past few years after his education ended, it was there that his daughter finally woke up from a coma and underwent various natural therapies and physical training from both weapons experts, as well, IT and medicine.
"Don't you miss me?" asked the young man who captured the silhouette of the great master.
"Alvaro Caesar's. Good name, right? " said the great master and approached the son and his daughter.
"That's right, but my name is better. Aren't you? " asfa answered by winking one eye at her brother.
"Whatever makes you smile my doll" Alvaro said, nodding.
"How are you doing, son? What about the problem there? " ask the big master to divert the more serious topic.
"All good pa, no problem" replied Alvaro, gesturing with a shoulder to his papa not to continue the conversation.
"Like it smells bad! What are these two handsome men hiding? " sinir Asfa who saw the suspicious behavior.
"No boy, I just heard that a mosquito would steal your brother's blood" replied the big master with an already non-serious expression.
"Other times ka, Asfa go first ok. Take care of yourself papa and brother too, see you(see you)." answer Asfa with a thousand steps leaving his place standing and take a flat object on the table with one bag that is always available in the usual place.
The call of the two handsome men is no longer ignored, because there are things that must be investigated before plunging into the battlefield. There must be someone who can help her and will never refuse anything that an Asfa wants, with a new motor key now wrapped in a dress in her body following every gust of wind that blows.
The journey is far enough to make his hands a little numb after a long time not riding a moge, especially the path he passed is quite steep and must use a skill that has long been unused. Almost three hours in his journey to see the row of pine trees in front there neatly become the entrance to a classic cottage that has not been visited for a long time, the closer the cottage looked very awake and still with the same appearance.
Brreeems.. Ciiit...
"Non?" call someone who looks rushed out of the cabin.
Elegantly Asfa dismounted from his motorbike letting his helmet stay on his head, with a quick step toward the cottage coming to the figure who had been waiting for him at the door. Without greetings or excuse his steps into the cottage and sabotage any kind of electronic equipment that can be used by the residents of the cottage to contact his father, papa, it was seen that the figure was just silently watching without complaining or asking with whatever the young lady was doing.
"Get everybody together! Just 15 minutes." Asfa orders by removing his helmet letting his hair loose freely.
"Every non." replied the figure and walked to the back to do the young lady's orders.
While waiting, he picked up a flat object in his bag by occasionally checking the pending work. Only fifteen minutes but it feels so long, it makes him bored. But some recent news posts from each of his men were able to treat his boredom.
Until the sound of footsteps approaching her, maybe not so much or not a little. One by one appeared before him with a face that looked down as if it had done something wrong, seeing it made a faint eye because only one figure at the beginning did not look down.
"When are they here? " ask Asfa looked one by one at the foreign face before her.
"They are new non, and are abandoned children who are in the care of a great master by being given shelter and education in this place" replied the figure calmly.
"Hmm.Your access while I break up, go back to the room and rest. Don't come out without my permission!" said Asfa and gave a signal to one figure who knew him to confiscate all cellphones belonging to residents of the cottage.
It only took ten minutes to do his command, until the figure returned with five cell phones in his hands. But there was something strange about the figure's face as if it was bruised on one cheek, making Asfa's hand itch and rubbing the red cheeks.
"Explain! " the hoarse voice with Asfa's cold aura made the figure look down.
"Did I have to"." said Asfa with great pressure.
"I'm sorry they're non, they're still children" replied the figure with an increasingly lowered face.
Hearing this makes the demon soul of an Asfa wake up, for anyone who is guilty must get punished. However his anger control could still look beautiful without suspicion, calmly on the shoulders of one of his papa confidants. In his take the five mobile phones in the hands of the figure, one by one examined carefully.
Two secure phones were under control, but three phones with passwords required him to carry out the hack. After asking the figure for a break, Asfa chose to enter her private room where no one was allowed in except for one daily cleaning.
The same room with many dreamcatchers of various colors and sizes, the white and blue cristal dreamcatcher hanging in front of the window will sound when the wind hits when the window opens. A set of computers filled his study desk with a large mattress size although not king size as in his mansion, one room that is directly connected to the bathroom and the dressing room is fused adding to the impression that the room is the main room inside the cottage.
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Plaaac... Plaaac... Plaaac...
The sound of a loud slap echoing among the lush trees made some bodies tremble with the scenery in front of them, wanting to run but legs were boneless, wanting to scream but the vocal cords were cut off. A heavy shock approached the small brains of children who had just forgotten the rigors of living on the streets, but a flash of anger from young girls their age made their guts shrink if they wanted to revolt.
