
In the workspace inside the Barra Mansion was contacting Edwin with his grim facial features and hot heart. "I want tonight too, to make Diana battered worse than Anin!" sentak Barra because Edwin did not comply with his request.
Yes Edwin refused to hurt someone, let alone she was a young woman and worse still he was Barra's own protege, Edwin felt Barra was too excessive to interfere in his student's affairs, moreover, this was the first time he had asked for such a rude thing.
"Do it! or am I gonna do it?" threaten Barra and instantly make Edwin tense in his place.
"All right, I'll go see him right away" said Edwin and immediately closed the phone call by Barra.
Barra stared at the photo that had been held with his right hand, looking at the figure of a beautiful girl who was smiling brightly with both hair in two pigtails above her head.
Then Barra took out another photo from inside her drawer and compared the photos of the two little girls. "You are so similar" he muttered, staring at the little girl he loved so dearly, Emily. She was the last sister of Barra and Dylan, but Emily was very close to Dylan because she loved her sister so much.
The sister he loved so much too, Barra missed the chatty figure of his sister. But unfortunately the girl's age is not long, making her departure a wound for family members including Barra and Dylan.
Half an hour later Edwin called Barra back.
"How's it?" ask him without further ado waiting for the expected news.
"I'm not sure I can hurt him." Edwin answered making Barra frown, whether his best friend was so unbearable to hurt a woman or any other reason until he said that. "He was battered before I hurt him" he continued, making Barra even more astonished.
"It looks like Diana lost to Miss Anin, she was eating with her friends and complaining if they fought until her face was battered," edwin's reply made Barra immediately open to hear if Anin did not lose and instead beat his law.
Without hearing Edwin's words again he immediately closed his phone, and again saved the photo into a drawer.
Over there Edwin cursed at his friend who was not clear and did not want to hear his words, "sucks! he always confuses me. How do you go about what?" she muttered as Barra did not listen to her words asking whether she should continue her duty to injure Diana or not because the woman was more injured than Anin.
While Barra, who was proud of his wife, smiled as she stroked Anin's smooth cheeks, "it turns out you're not as weak as I thought you would be, dear." said Barra shyly even though Anin was fast asleep.
"Sir Dylan," muttered Anin who was delirious. But even that second Barra released an arm that was touching Anin's cheek with a chest that was painful and a sense of annoyance that had enveloped him, Barra stared intently at the sleeping girl and left her out of the room feeling upset and angry.
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to be continued...