Orion (The Hunter)

Mama's Son

" It's the master's medicine and is taken three times a day. If the pain subsides, give it once a day."

" Thank you." Hansen took the medicine and smiled kindly looking at the dispensary employee where he bought the medicine. When he finished, Hansen walked back to his apartment.

Because the distance from the pharmacy to the apartment is not too far away. Hansen chose to walk. Just let the two people who were poisoned wait for him for a long time. Blame only those who are too greedy to include everything they can eat.

TIN ! TIN !

Hansen stopped and turned to the side of the road looking at the black limousine that had stopped. He sighed knowing the owner of the luxury car. Why would the traitor come to see him again ?.

" Mister Hansen."

Well look, her pet has barked to give her a warning.

" Sir..."

" I know, hurry up 'cause I don't have much time." Hansen said cynically. Of course, for what reason was he good to the traitor's messenger.

" Please sir."

Hansen got into the limousine after the traitor's pet opened the door for him. Now in front of him is the traitor George with the addition of the word 'trash' at the end of his name.

" Holla's a photographer." George smiled kindly to welcome him.

Hi too, trash traitor ! the answer is in the heart. Hansen smiled faintly at the greeting. " Hey Mr. George."

" It looks like your life is pretty quiet at the end of this." - George.

" That's because God is still kind to me." Hansen replied.

George clucked to hear it. Why does everyone call God, god, god. What an intangible creature can do. Why do so many people believe in him when he has no form.

" God, god, god. What did you see of him until you trusted him so much ?"

Hansen chuckled before replying. " I don't see my God but I feel it in my heart. And it can only be felt by those who believe in it."

" There's no need to be a smart ass in front of me" Gabriel said.

Hansen just smiled looking at her. This traitor other than many sins he also did not believe in a god. True, humans who do not know themselves. " What need do you call me ?"

" Where's Gabriel ?" George asked directly because he knew only Hansen knew where his son was.

" In my apartment, he came with two large suitcases and insisted on wanting to live together. If you're kind, please bring your son along because I don't want any misunderstandings here" Hansen explained at length.

George stared at the young man in front of him. " You can be what you are now because of my son's help" he said with pressure on him every day.

Hansen laughed at hearing it with his palm covering his mouth to avoid laughing too loudly.

" Did you think so ?" hansen asked after her laughter had subsided.

George's gaze grew sharper with his jaw starting to harden. Seeing the way Hansen spoke he knew that the young man was underestimating him.

" From your gaze seems right. But Mr. George, I'm like this because of my own hard work."

" You." George pointed angrily at Hansen's face. The words he wanted to say were stuck at the end of the vocal cords.

Hansen shrugged indifferently from being bored. " Mister George if you want to find Gabriel he's in my apartment with his secretary. For any other problem you know better than I have to do what. Because honestly, your attitude shows you who you are."

The identity of a coward ! he continued in his heart with his step out of George's limousine.

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" You're cured ?"

Gabriel clucked in annoyance at hearing his question instead being answered with a question as well. Though at this time he was holding back upset because he was waiting for a drug from Hansen that never appeared his person. Almost hours Gabriel waited for the medicine Hansen bought but his friend was lost. Gabriel had to call his other subordinates to call the doctor.

" Have you taken your medicine ?" Hansen put the medicine he bought on the sofa table.

Gabriel immediately raised his cynical gaze. " Do you think ?" the question again makes the question answered with a question.

" Where's Jack ?" Hansen asked back as if the question Gabriel asked was the answer he wanted.

" Why are you asking about her ?"

Hansen scratched his back head that did not itch. What are they actually talking about ? Why questions are always answered questions as well but strangely they understand. Here's the stupid one he or Gabriel actually ?.

" Hans where's my medicine ?" Jack came up with a lethargic face and sat down next to Hansen.

" You haven't taken your medicine ?" ask Hansen.

Jack shook his head. " But I've been injected by the doctor."

" Freak basis." chirped Hansen who was confused by Jack's thought. Why didn't he ask the doctor for medicine. Why wait for him Hansen was sure it wasn't for a moment. He gave a plastic bag containing the medicine on the table.

Jack took the medicine and examined it. Then he heaved a sigh of relief after finding out in one of the drugs there were two types of syrup bottles.

Hansen immediately understood now why Jack would not ask the doctor for medicine. " Are you afraid of taking pills ?"

" Huh ? Really ?" Gabriel asked too. His eyes stared in disbelief at his personal assistant who turned out to be afraid of pills.

Jack smiled forcefully and nodded stiffly. Resist his embarrassment about his habits that so far people rarely know.

" Large body, flat face, intelligent brain and spicy speech. It's free for you to have it all if in fact you look like a child." Gabriel sneered.

" It.it's boss's habit." Jack tried to deny it for the sake of his shame.

Hansen laughed at hearing that. No wonder Jack looks like that because maybe in his family he is always spoiled for being the offspring of the only man. " You look like Jack's spoiled son."

" Not seen anymore, but he's a spoiled kid. Worse yet he's a mama's boy." - Gabriel sneered.

Jack rubbed his hot face. Want to argue that was the reality so want how else.

" Jack from now on I won't call you an assistant again in the office" Gabriel said.

" Boss." Jack looked at Gabriel and looked at him begging his boss not to keep taunting him.

Gabriel pretended not to see it. Hansen who saw that was very puffed up by Gabriel's reckless behavior.

" From tomorrow when I get to work I'll call you mama's son."

" Boss come on, don't be like this." Jack let out his whimper which made Hansen's laughter grow louder.

" Mommy's son, Jacky's mommy's son. Your name is good." - sneered Hansen.

Jack glared in his direction. " Silence to you."

" Okay ! The name's angry." Hansen grew fond of taunting Jack with his limp mouth.

" Hansen watch out for you !" Jack shouted furiously.