My sister's obsession with me

The Part 21

"Father! Viktor passes Pa, "the overjoyed Viktor who wears his graduation uniform while running up to his father, Gibran.

Gibran and Maria are waiting for him in the school garden. They hugged Viktor in turns and grabbed each other.

Maria let out a long sigh and patted her son's shoulder with a feeling of pride. He stared steadily at his single son who had grown up.

"Viktor you've grown up and can protect yourself from yourself, I still don't think this is you, my son," Maria said, touching Viktor's face with her palm.

He rubbed the cheek of Viktor who had just turned 17 years old fondly. Viktor laughed and grabbed the mother's hand.

He grasped it very tightly and looked at the deep meaning of Mary's netra.

"Pa! Ma! Thank you for raising Viktor until now. Viktor is an adult and already seventeen years old, it's time Viktor will be independent without your help" Viktor said, clasping his parents' hands together to convince them and no longer have to worry about him.

"You are indeed my proud son" praised Gibran and hugged his son tightly.

Viktor laughed happily and returned the arms of his father. He pulled Mary's hand so she could join him.

"She!" call a child while biting Viktor's index finger.

Viktor was crying painfully on his finger. He looked down and his anger faded away at his sister who was looking at him with a plain look.

However he would soften if Quenna was with him. The man let go of his arms with his parents and grabbed Quenna's body to carry.

He rubbed off on Quenna's adorable cheek. The boy hugged Viktor's neck like his mother's father did to Viktor.

"Quen wanted to poke Kaka too" said Quenna innocently and unwilling to let go of his embrace around Viktor's neck.

Gibran shook his head staring at Quenna's adorable behavior which overwhelmed Viktor himself.

"Dear Quenna, let go of her embrace, kasian Kaka couldn't breathe" Maria said as she pulled Quenna's body away.

The boy went berserk and tightened his embrace. He shook his head with his round, teary eyes.

"Mom nda would," Quenna's cry broke out making Gibran, Maria clapping.

Viktor chuckled and rubbed his brother's head. He kissed Quenna on the cheek and calmed the girl.

"Quenna be calm, Kaka will continue to be with you and not forget you."

"Good boy" praised Gibran, who was proud of his son's attitude.

He rubbed Viktor's head. Pride was so clearly shown by his eyes. It is undeniable that Viktor is a smart child and also good to parents.

Viktor opened his eyes and slowly tears fell from the corner of his eye. He looked ahead blankly.

The man remained silent after waking up from his past dream. Viktor sighed and blinked his eyes many times to ward off drowsiness.

His clenched hands held back his passionate feelings. The dream trailer made him remember the past.

A beautiful and happy day. Perhaps to people he was the cruelest human being. Killing the person who took care of him and torturing them mercilessly and hurting the physical and inner brother who loved him so much that his own sister was afraid and hated him.

Could Viktor selfishly want Quenna to forgive him and accept him, he knows his mistake was so great to the woman. Even an apology is not enough to pay for everything.

Viktor did that of course there were causes and effects that he could not express. He could not have killed his parents for no reason. What they've done is unforgivable to Viktor.

The man sighed and moved out of his chair. So tiring today, many things that must be taken care of to make him sleep in the workspace and dream of his togetherness with his parents.

"Quenna," said Viktor expressionlessly, before long he smiled wryly.

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Viktor smiled at Quenna who was in trouble about to take the goods that were on top of the closet.

The man approached and helped Quenna to retrieve the item which was a sewing kit.

Viktor gave it to Quenna. Quenna breathed a sigh of relief, she replied to her brother with a smile and was about to leave.

Viktor rounded his eyes even Quenna did not thank him. The man pulled Quenna's hand and stared inside the woman.

Quenna scratched her head and scowled innocently. He returned the look of his brother.

"Thank you, I'm sorry I forgot to say it" he said awkwardly and was about to pass.

"Is it ethical to apologize to others?" viktor asked and pulled Quenna's hand until the woman's body hit his chest.

Quenna was surprised and looked into Viktor's eyes nervously. He swallowed his saliva and desperately held his gurgle.

"You stole my book?" ask Viktor with a serious face.

"I'm sorry."

"Quenna I never taught you that" Viktor said, raising her head to look at him. "You've gotten more brave Quenna."

"Sister, I know this is wrong, but I want to be like you to be a great person and a successful entrepreneur."

"I got it the way you hate it" Viktor said in his heart.

"Quenna take a break, Ana tells me you're not eating at all. Are you getting brave? You want to die, huh?"

Quenna shook her head in response to her brother's words.

"A little more will be done" Quenna denied and was about to continue sewing.

Viktor pulls Quenna's hand rough and gives intimidation to the woman.

"You didn't hear my words?" ask Viktor while filled with anger.

He squeezed the woman's hand until Quenna felt her palm hurt by the man.

His eyes glazed over and tried to release his hand from the grip of the brother. Quenna walked out from Viktor's sight without saying a word.

Viktor took a deep breath and looked at Quenna's back tiredly. The man went to the basement.

The guards greeted the man kindly and escorted Viktor to the most dangerous prison.

Viktor walked with speed and anger. He looked at the man who was looking at him mockingly inside the prison. He clenched his hands until he revealed his whitened handbook.

Viktor approached the prison. A sharp, face-to-face session is underway. Both are equally dark aura.

"You came here just to look at me?" ask Rigel while deciding on a lazy eyeball.

He laughed sinisterly as he looked at his chained hands. The man looked up and looked at Viktor defiantly.

"You still dare to fight me when you are still in prison" Viktor said, crouching. "You're not afraid I'm torturing you?"

"Why should I be afraid? I've never been afraid of anyone let alone scared of you? What kind of shit is this?" sindir Rigel won't lose.

Viktor stared meaningfully at Rigel. He asks Prima to open Rigel's cage.

The man also ordered his men to crucify Rigel. Rigel's clothes were forced open until his athletic body appeared.

Viktor's intention was diverted to the bandage that bandaged Rigel's wound. He looked at her cynically, his fingers astounding each other furiously.

"Hit him with a hot iron" Viktor ordered with emotion.

Punch after punch received Rigel. Rigel's groans filled the soundproof room. Viktor smiled triumphantly, but he was not satisfied even though Rigel was about to die.

He heated the iron itself and smashed it into Rigel's body.

"Akhh!!!"

"Baji*Ngan!!" angry Viktor and continued to hit the iron brutally.

Rigel's body is no longer shaped other than the terrible wounds that adorn the beautiful body.

"In this dying state you still want to challenge me, I admit you are great, Rigel!"

"I'll never be afraid of you!!"

Viktor nodded his head in salute to Rigel. He glanced a little somewhere. Viktor breathed a heavy sigh.

His chest was hot with a sense of emotion he shot to where he had been.

Quenna who was hiding there was immediately startled and came out of hiding. He looked at Viktor with a trembling body and eyes full of tears.

"You're Quenna!!"

Quenna escapes before Viktor catches her.

"Capture the woman alive!!"

After giving the order, Viktor goes after Quenna.

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Tbc