Possessive Companions

Chapter 23

Hours of rest, Alisha was crabbing looking for someone's whereabouts. Both of his best friends have been asked to first go to the cafeteria. He'll catch up later.

"Eh, did you see Axel?" Alisha asked one of the students.

"Axel?" Alisha nodded. "I don't know, maybe on the rooftop." The answer.

Yeah, it might be. Inner Alisha.

"Thank you, yeah."

Alisha rushes to the rooftop. However, his feet had not yet climbed the stairs, someone's hands blocked him. Alisha turned around and her face turned pale.

"Beautiful," he said with a wicked sneer.

"Please!" Alisha tried to release the check. However, the man was too strong, until Alisha's hands started to turn red.

"Deliver? Won't!" The reply.

"Stepin, Hardi!" This time, Alisha shouted and still continued to rebel. The atmosphere around them became quiet. There were some students passing by. But none of them came close.

Alisha looked at Hardi's eyes. The man was a transfer student at their school. The same student, who almost harmed Alisha with a hard smash while playing volleyball that time.

Despite her fear, Alisha still dared to look Hardi in the eyes. That guy's been scaring her lately. Fortunately, there was Axel who always helped him. But where is Axel now?

"Please, no?!" Alisha was already snapping a little. He was really scared to see Hardi's sneer. Despite her gentle countenance, she was still more frightening according to Alisha when compared to Axel.

"If you don't want to leave? What do you want?"

"Gue's gonna break your hand!!" Axel said, cold and immediately threw Hardi's hand violently.

Alisha breathes a sigh of relief. Although now Axel's eyes are so scary, he is not so afraid. He was grateful, because Axel came and helped him.

Hardi smiled obliquely, while Axel stared at him sharply. Axel's one hand grabbed Alisha's hand slowly and led her away.

Let's just take a look. How much you can protect Alisha. Inner Hardi.

The man pulled out his phone and called someone.

"The plan is already underway, brother. I'll keep bothering him." Hardi Say.

"good. Do it right."

"Yes." Yeah."

After disconnecting, Hardi returned to class.

While in the classroom hallway, precisely on a long bench, Axel and Alisha sat together. The man's hand held Alisha's hand, with eyes constantly staring at Alisha's reddened hands and her unrelenting mouth blowing on her.

Axel looked up, making his eyes and Alisha look at each other. "illness?" He asked flatly, but there was concern from the look in his eyes.

Alisha nodded slowly. As Axel lowered his head and blew his hand, a smile appeared on Alisha's lips. Ever since Axel helped her from a volleyball, their relationship has become close.

"You're going to the UKS?" Alisha shakes her head back.

"No need. Soon, it's gonna hurt just as red." Answer Alisha.

"By the way, thank you, you helped me."

"Hmmm..." Reply Axel, mesih focus on blowing Alisha's hand. But, the next second he looked at Alisha, as the girl pulled her hand from Axel's grasp.

"My hands don't hurt anymore." Alisha smiled a little. "Thank you."

Axel nodded. "That's a thank you?"

"Huh?" Alisha looked confused. Makes her face look adorable.

Axel took his breath. He wanted to pinch the girl's cheek. However, he immediately brushed it off and shook his head slowly.

"Why you?"

"No."

"What did you mean, what?"

"Nothing is."

"Huufth... Yes it is." Alisha. "Oh yeah, I was looking for you to give this." Alisha takes out Axel's phone and gives it to the owner.

"I found it on the classroom table. You may have forgotten to bring it. Someone called, didn't know who."

Axel turned on his phone. His face stiffened a little. He looked at Alisha.

"Thank. I'll go first." Axel patted Alisha's head slowly, then walked quickly, away from Alisha.

***

Days change. It was time for Darrel to leave for C. The man enters the house after returning from the company, meeting Darren.

"Where are you with Mom?" Darrel spread his gaze in the living room. However, they did not find the couple.

"Wait, Auntie!" Darrel stopped a waiter.

"Yes, young master?"

"Where are you with Dad?"

"Same mistress is in the back garden, sir."

"alright. You can go." The waiter bowed his head to Darrel, then left.

In front of him, the Mother and Father were sitting together in the long chair of the garden. For embracing Alula's shoulder and landing a kiss in the temple of Alula.

"Darling, stop! There are guards here." Alula, shame.

"Why? Just leave them. I won't stop kissing you until you say yes."

"Saying yes to what?" It was not Alula who answered, it was Darrel. The boy stood behind his parents while smiling sinlessly.

Because of grunting annoyance. And Alula, she's a little embarrassed that she thinks her son is being kissed by Gara.

"Why are you here?" Ask Gara, flat. It was always Darrel who showed up every time he made out with Alula.

"Don't be angry, Dad! I just happened to play here."

"Don't lie!"

"Honey," Alula rubbed Gara's arm. Makes Gara take her breath. "Darrel." Call Alula.

"Yes, Mom."

"Come on, sit here."

Darrel smile. He looked at his father who was now looking at him while raising his eyebrows. As if he was mocking my father.

Darrel walked around the chair and sat down. However, his body had not touched the chair, Gara had prevented it.

"Eh, why sit in the middle? Sitting on the sidelines. Let me in the middle." Upset by.

"Come, Dad. Just for a second."

"No."

Ck. It is difficult to have a father who is possessive with Mom. My own child, jealous. Inner Darrel.

"Yes, already. Darrell did not sit. Darrel's here for permission to leave for C."

"Now?" Ask Alula.

"Yes, Mom."

"Come on, let me get your needs ready."

"No, Mom. Let Darrel. Just two days there."

Alula nodded. Then the three went back into the house. Darrel went to his room, and before long he came out with what he was going to bring.

"Where is Darrel going?" Alisha who just came home from Asya's house looked at Darrel. Next to him was Asya.

"Yes, Rail. Where are you going?" Asya Typal.

"I'm going to C. There's a painting competition there."

"Oh yes, Alisha forgot. Yes, brother be careful. Don't forget what Alisha ordered."

"Yes." Yeah." Darrel stroked Alisha's head.

"You be careful, Rail." Asya Say.

"Yes." Yeah."

Darrel then grabs his parents' hands and kisses them.

"Darrel go first, Dad, Mom."

"Yes. Be careful, son."

Darrel nodded. "Yes, Mom."

"Be careful." Say Gara, flat. However, his hands were unceasingly patting Darrel's back.

Darrel nodded again, then rushed to the airport with the driver.

***

Darrel got off the plane after more than an hour of flight. In the airport lobby, a middle-aged man was already waiting for him. He approached Darrel and bowed respectfully.

"Welcome, sir. I'm a messenger from Mr. Karim to pick you up." Said the man, while naming the race event organizer.

"Yes, thank you." Reply Darrel kindly.

Both of them immediately headed for the car and drove towards the hotel that Darrel was going to occupy. After a few minutes, they arrived. Darrel went to his room, and the man came back.

"Today, I've taken care of quite a lot. From morning until late afternoon, I was eager to learn about the company with Darren. There is no time off for me today. And now I'm so tired." Darrel Gumam.

He put his body on the bed. Unknowingly, he fell asleep. Probably from exhaustion, until he fell asleep easily.

At 7pm, Darrel woke up. There's no work to be done tonight. Darrel rushed to the bathroom. Darrel came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. His body feels so fresh.

"It's been two days that I have not heard of the search for the girl. I'll call them after dinner."

Darrel grabbed his phone and called the hotel service to bring him dinner. After that, he hurried to change his clothes.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door of his room. Darrel opened it immediately.

Degs...

Darrel's body froze looking at someone standing in front of him.