Perfect Love Young Master

PLTM 68

The emptiness in the spacious mansion seemed to be felt, the sound of the knocking of high heels on the cool marble floor could be heard clearly in the silence.

"Sister, what are you here for?" Sinta who opened the doorknob looked surprised to see Abbas who turned out to come to see you.

Abbas smiled broadly. "Of course I want to visit my sister, why can't I?"

"It's not that, it's just that you've never come here before." Sinta widened the magnificent door that was coated with gold. To allow the brother to enter.

"Why did you open the door? Is your husband unable to hire a maid?"

"Sister!" Sinta appeared to warn Abbas.

"All right, I'm just kidding." Sighing, Abbas sat his butt on the living room couch.

Sinta seemed to be patting her hands slowly. "Prepare a drink for my sister." He said to a maid who approached them.

"Good mistress." Then the maid immediately passed while looking down.

"So I visited your son" Abbas said, turning his head to Sinta.

"So, didn't you meet him to tell me about the problem? I've been to Arya before."

"You look lethargic, are you sleep deprived?" Turning the topic aside, Abbas stared intensely at this one-of-a-kind sister.

Sinta breathed heavily. "How can I sleep, brother, while my own son suffers in prison" he said.

"My husband's decision cannot be challenged anymore, after this he will not allow me to visit Arya at all."

"Biad!" Abbas suddenly shouted in anger. "Your husband is like separating a son from his mother."

Sinta looked at her heart, not dismissing because what the brother said was true.

"You take it easy, I will definitely free Arya." Abbas patted Sinta's shoulder slowly.

"How is it? Don't tell me you're gonna do another sneaky trick, I won't agree."

"You don't believe me?"

Sinta shook her head, "Not, it's just that, if the dirty way that big brother would do it is better not at all. It's hard enough with what you've been doing all this time."

"You don't have to worry, the way I'll never hurt me or Arya."

Sinta nodded weakly, that's what she was worried about, fearing the son getting into trouble again in this plan that his brother made.

"Oh yeah, can I stay over?"

Quite surprised, Sinta smiled in surprise. "It's not like you usually ask for a stay like this? What business is it?"

Abbas mens the corner of his lips, "No, it's just that at home it feels empty because Sarah and her mother are gone."

"Sister-in-law and Sarah how are they? The last time I saw Sarah at a fashion show last month, I missed the kid" Sinta said.

"Sarah and her mother are of course very good, you can meet her tomorrow." Sinta nodded hearing that.

Not suspicious at all Sinta stood up. "I'll get you a room ready."

Abbas nodded slowly, then his tail looked closely at the steps of the younger brother with his unusual gaze.

"I'm sorry, maybe it's my plan that's gonna hurt you."

***

At night, the magnificent mansion already looked very quiet,as the rules are written above at 10 all residents must enter their respective rooms and no one can roam anymore.

On the steps, Abbas looked down the slightly sharp steps very carefully, in this silence the sound of his footsteps might be clearly heard.

After going down the stairs the man immediately ran slowly to the east, to the working room Mr. Manaf was in. He did everything as quietly as possible not wanting to leave a trace.

His first goal in the workspace was to find the evidence file for his crimes seven years ago and then eliminate the evidence so that Manaf could no longer threaten him.

Looking all over, Abbas seemed careful not to make this room fall apart. In the evening the mansion is usually minimal lighting, so he has to work extra hard to find the file.

After almost half an hour of searching for Abbas, he slowly walked out of the room and closed the door.

"Love, where are you?!"

The voice immediately startled Abbas, the man pecked with a file in his hand. Slowly, he saw the husband of his sister was standing with difficulty on the stairs.

"I need to go downstairs, I can't see without my glasses."

Abbas frowned in surprise, Mr. Manaf appeared not to be wearing his wheelchair, the old man was seen reaching the wall with great difficulty to support his frail body.

Abbas smiled slantedly, "It seems like plan B should be done."

Abbas then walked quietly up the steps one by one to get closer to Mr. Manaf.

Feeling someone's movement, Manaf's hand seemed to be flailing through the air, "Who are you, why is it in front of me?"

Manaf sharpened his sense of hearing, he could not see the person before him at all, especially now he did not wear his glasses and minimal lighting, but he did not recognize the voice of the person, either, whether a man or a woman, his voice was so strange.

While Abbas was staring at this middle-aged man in front of him, smiling with satisfaction. This is one of his skills, he can change the voice according to his wishes, like the chameleon sound in his throat there is so much and impossible to know.

Since childhood, he has realized one of his talents and only he knows.

Skills that should be useful but misused by people like him.

"You who? I don't recognize your voice, why are you in my mansion?" Mr. Manaf's voice sounded panicked.

"You asked me who? I am your angel of death!"

"What mak-" had not yet had the words of Manaf sir thrown out, his body had already been thrown, drifting downwards.

Abbas pushed the frail body rough until it rolled up the stairs and then fell down.It happened so fast, that the sound of howling Manaf sir stopped in the throat.

Pulling the corner of his lips, Abbas then went down to make sure his brother-in-law who has now been exposed horribly.

Seemed Mr. Manaf's head was bleeding a lot, the fall of he from a high ladder that makes the function of his organs severely injured, especially the impact on the head.

After observing, Abbas appeared to stick his index finger on the middle-aged man's nose.

"It turns out you could die this fast yeah."

Abbas stood up from his squatting position. "I'm sorry, but I seem to have made the task of the angel of death easier."

Since the beginning of his arrival here, there are indeed plans that he has compiled. Abbas planned to retrieve the files of evidence in Manaf's hands, knowing that if he told someone to do so would only dig a hole for his own grave, because the guard in this mansion is quite strict, telling someone to steal the file will only be in vain therefore he uses the excuse of 'stay' so that it is free to take it.

"At first I was just planning to retrieve this file. But it seems like if I let you, it would only get me caught. So I'm forced to take your life too."

Laughing devil, Abbas whispered beside the already stiff body. "rest easy, for everything will be taken over by me."

Abbas then walked casually as if nothing had happened, fortunately he already knew the intricacies of this mansion. If at night the security of the mansion is turned off and all the cctv here will not work, so he does not have to worry about any traces left behind, the color will not be possible.

***

In the morning still in Abhimanyu's apartment, it seems that the two men are now preparing to return home.Since Abhimanyu also after this will be active in the office, they can not linger here anymore.

Abhimanyu has always been watching the movements of Felysia who is now wearing a tie around her neck, after yesterday satisfied alone for a full day, now Abhimanyu must have returned to his routine.

"It's ready." Felysia patted the tie on her back, then came down from the small stool that helped her to align her height with Abhimanyu, all of which were not out of sight of the man in front of her now.

"Why do you keep looking at me like that?" Felysia met, Abhimanyu just kept looking at her with a gentle look.

"Why? can't we?"

Felysia shook her head quickly. "No.just I'm embarrassed."

Feeling anxious, Abhimanyu brought himself closer and kissed the lips of ranum was short. Felysia looked flushed in embarrassment, then the man's hand was moved to rub the tops of her head affectionately.

"Mi amor." whispered the man.

Felysia seemed to review the smile, "What does that mean?"

" 'My dear' in Spanish."

Felysia's smile grew even stronger after knowing the meaning. The man in front of him is always full of surprises, even for his favorite call he uttered with anti-mainstream.

"Are you okay with the driver, because I have to go to the office with Leo, right away" Abhimanyu said, correcting the buttons of his suit.

Felysia nodded, admiring. "It's okay."

Then there was a knock on the door, Abhimanyu turned to Felysia. "It looks like it's Leo, you can open it."

Nodding, Felysia walked towards the door, hearing Leo's knocking and a restless voice, Felysia immediately pulled the doorknob.

"Leo what's up? why does your face look so agitated." Felysia looked at the astonished Leo who looked agitated yet sad at the same time.

"Young master, where is the young master?" leo's voice sounded weak.

"What's up, Leo? is there something?" Felysia seemed worried.

"What's wrong?" Abhimanyu suddenly came

"Young master .." said Leo more softly, the man's face turned soft with eyes that began to dim.

"What's wrong? why is your face like that?" ask his loyal assistant.

"Great master," Leo's voice came to a halt in his throat, like holding something coming out.

"Why my father?" Abhimanyu knitted his brows, puzzled.

"The great master is gone, he is no master."

At that moment Abhimanyu knew that he had lost someone very important in his life.