My sister's obsession with me
Part 5's
When Quenna was about to go to her room and suddenly the sound of a cell phone ringing from Viktor's pants pocket made Quenna undo her intentions.
Viktor looked at Quenna for a moment and took a breath. He stared at the caller across there. He was a little away from his place.
"What's wrong?"
"Master, our illegal arms shipment was raided in Italy. The police are investigating you."
Viktor's breath was blowing violently. He gripped the flat object with full force because of his sense of emotion.
"Yes." Yeah." Viktor turned off the connection and before leaving he glanced at Quenna who was not far from him.
Viktor smiled faintly and approached the woman. He kissed the wisdom of Quenna's head.
"Take yourself at home. Never intend to escape. I must know your plan," Viktor said, giving a stern warning to his sister.
Quenna simply responded with a wry smile. He looked at his brother who passed through the main door. There was envy in his mind, he alone had never crossed that boundary.
Deep down, Quenna wanted it. He wanted to be free from this terrible cage, but how?
Everything is already over. He does not know how to undo the destiny that has become his lifeline.
Quenna tried to get to the door. He was bowed with a sense of grief that filled the recesses of his heart.
This was his life, even the door was tightly locked from the outside. Quenna was only able to shed a tear and walked unsteadily away from the place.
He went into his room. This room is magnificent, maybe some people will feel at home, but not with Quenna. He lives with treasure if people think he will be happy but the opposite is true.
Imagine you're living with a murderer of your parents? How do you feel, even you became his slave and did that to your own brother?
He did not know what made the 30-year-old man lose his mind and kill his parents?
Quenna stared at the piece of photos she had kept behind her bed. Very happy photo, joking and laughing. His father, mother, him, and brother. There he was held in his mother's arms while his father embraced Viktor, who smiled widely.
The photo was taken when the fire broke out in his home. He had time to save it, if Viktor knew maybe the photo had been obliterated.
"I don't understand why you're changing, brother."
Quenna looked at her textbook. He is very happy to learn and master science. Quenna is a talented woman and likes to know interesting things in the world.
He enjoys reading knowledge about the world and his curiosity about the outside world increases. He wanted to explore the whole country on this earth.
"The word in the Netherlands is a country with a lot of windmills, he said in America is full of tall buildings, he said there are parts full of ice, he said there is a country full of deserts, he said, he said the ocean was vast, he said there were other things beyond the earth." Everything he said with a very bright smile. All that he knew from the book.
Even Quenna is not allowed to hold a cell phone. Quenna was curious about the living beings in this world. Her teacher Melisa often said interesting things about the world.
Quenna was saddened to remember her being locked up for reasons not understood.
Quenna's smile was engraved recalling a few years ago when everything was still fine.
"Papa Quenna wants to play it!" point the five-year-old child towards the bike the older brother is playing on.
17-year-old Viktor smiled at his brother. He had just graduated from high school and was given a prize for one of the bikes Quenna wanted.
"Son, I'll buy it for you!"
"Dad, Quenna wants it now!!" snarled Quenna with teary eyes.
He was about to go berserk and start sitting on the grass ready to pull out his flagship style. Gibran scratched his head and looked at Viktor.
The understanding Viktor calmed the younger brother. He rubbed his sister's back and kissed Quenna's head.
"Calm down, I'll take you on a bike!"
Instantly Quenna became cheerful in one second. He looked at Viktor with a sparkling face and instantly wiped away the rest of his tears.
"Truly Kaka?"
He hugged his sister and took her around the neighborhood. Quenna continued to chatter in the back and laughed cheerfully as she walked around.
"Quenna are you happy?"
"Sure Brother!"
Viktor nodded and stopped his bike. He pulled the bike over and helped Quenna get off.
"Wait a minute I'd like to buy you some ice cream." Viktor bought two ice creams from a nearby store.
He returned and handed one of the ice cream to his sweet sister. Viktor was endlessly laughing at Quenna who sipped the ice cream carelessly until it created some stains on the side of his lips.
Viktor cleared Quenna's lips and Quenna stared innocently at the older brother.
"Next time you have to be careful. So gini's dirty, right."
"Sister," she shrieked her sister and continued to look at Viktor.
Viktor frowned, "what's up?"
"If I'm older, can I marry my sister?"
Viktor was surprised and looked at the brother's bead very deeply. He was silent and could not answer the question of his brother.
"can't. Because we're sister."
Quenna exhaled in disappointment. He threw away his eyes and wanted to cry. Her brother loved her very much and Quenna wanted a man like Viktor.
That flash made Quenna wake up to her. He was so innocent and innocent that he said it.
But Quenna was sad when Viktor did not match her words. He who said no then and now he who did is even more depraved than to marry his own sister.
Quenna shed tears and took a deep breath. He laid down his tired body.
"I hope tomorrow will be more fun than today."
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Viktor threw his cigarette butts at the person kneeling at his feet. He looked at the man and kicked his head.
He handed the whip to his other subordinates, while the person there gasped at the thing Viktor was talking about.
"Whip him!!"
His subordinate who was ruled was according to the dak whipping his companion inhumanely. Viktor laughed at the sight of enjoying this.
"Master forgive me!!"
"Huhah!!" Viktor squatted to align himself with the person. He stared deep into a very frightened bead.
He grabbed the young man's chin and gripped him very tightly. He slapped that face.
"You're too late. Why be raided? You want to die with me apparently," chuckled Viktor and looked at the man who had stopped whipping. "All right, I grant your request. Shoot him!!"
The poor man had to die in front of his master. Viktor clenched his hands and smiled with satisfaction.
He grabbed the weapon held by the person who had killed the subordinate was not his trash. He added several shots to the blood on the floor.
Viktor smiled in satisfaction and threw the firearm in his hand just like that. His laughter was so loud.
"Trap Mateo that stupid guy. And make it look like he's the mastermind." Viktor laughed and whispered in silence. "Goat blackened friends themselves turned out to be very delicious."
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Tbc
