Santri Famiglia's

Legendary Peaches

The sedative was injected into Damiyan's body. After Patrick helps her clean up and get changed, she falls asleep without having a chance to ask Vladimir about her parents again. When Damiyan woke up, the day was already bright.

"August, Iyan!" Patrick smiled, "i'm here to change the plaster and check your wounds. Grandpa told me to."

"Where's my grandfather?" Damiyan circulated a glance. The window opens, displaying a view of the pesawahan. In that room, there were only the two of them.

"I don't know," Patrick shrugged, "but if Grandpa Fang, on the front porch, is discussing the bonsai with my grandfather."

Damiyan tidied up the clothes Patrick had opened. He got off the bed. Patrick quickly followed.

"Where are you going?"

" Finding Grandpa." Damiyan turned his head left and right, not knowing which direction would lead him to meet people. He paused for a moment.

"Left, the front porch is there, "said Patrick, "this house is quieter than last night, huh? Understandably, the children and grandchildren of Fang's grandfather had returned home to each other since early this morning. Comeing! You want to go to the front porch, right?"

Patrick precedes Damiyan. He walked as if he understood the ins and outs of the house. Damiyan followed him without much questioning, responding to additional information that he thought was not important.

"Who cares about Fang's family? After all, who was that Fang? What's important to me? inner Damiyan. All he needed right now was the existence of both his parents and Vladimir. The anarchist events that befell him last night still loom over him. He wanted to know how his parents were doing.

Approaching the front door, Damiyan could hear two old men chatting. The front door was not closed at all so the voice was clear. However, those two voices were not the voice of his grandfather.

"That's them!" Patrick pointed in one direction.

Damiyan peeked out from behind Patrick's back. He walked closer to Patrick's side to see more clearly.

In the front garden of the quiet courtyard of the house, two old men sat in the shade of the blooming Sakura tree. They are surrounded by a beautiful collection of bonsai, with one of the bonsai attracting both of them. The bonsai was located on a small table between them, with very old roots and twigs.

The first man, Fang, gently touched the little twig of the bonsai while admiring it. "Amazing, right? This is the most expensive bonsai I've ever seen, Robert. He's 1,000 years old, incredible, isn't he?"

Robert, who was wearing an old bamboo hat, smiled in agreement. "That's right, Fang. It is hard to believe that this bonsai has survived for centuries. But there's something really unique about him. Peach tree with two-color fruit bark, pink gradation white. Not only the skin, even the flesh is in tune, until the seeds are too. I've never seen anything like this before."

Robert saw a peach the size of a round ball in his hand. The fruit has been split. Fang did it to show Robert. That peach looks so pretty. The white and pink color of the melted kalem looks refreshing.

Fang nodded as he looked at the bonsai with great respect. "This is one of those rare discoveries, Robert. Bonsai experts from all over the world want to have this bonsai, but only a lucky few can see it with their own eyes. The story behind this tree is amazing."

Robert pointed to the bonsai with admiration. "Tell me, Fang. How could this bonsai be so precious and rare?"

Robert listened attentively, the morning sun illuminating his face. "What makes it so valuable, Fang? Is it just because of his age?"

Fang nodded and replied, "Yes, her age is certainly an important factor. But what makes it so valuable is the combination of the uniqueness and beauty of this bonsai. Two-color fruit skin with pink and white gradations up to the flesh of the fruit and seeds is something that is rare and difficult to find. It shows the incredible beauty of nature, as well as the craftsmanship and dedication of ustaz who created it."

Robert looked at the bonsai with a look of admiration. "What an incredible. I was lucky to see this bonsai with my own eyes. This is a moment I will never forget."

"Try eating! It feels quite unique and refreshing. The two sides have different flavors. Nor will you find any taste at all fruitful even if they come from the same tree." Fang smiled. He continued cutting the leaves to tidy up the shape.

Robert bit the pink side. It's like Nutella strawberry with min." He continued to bite the white side. "White as vanilla ice cream." Then, he chewed on the middle part that had a blend of two colors. "It feels like you just ate a dragon and pear."

Robert's eyes sparkled with admiration. He licked his lips, then spent the rest. He looked back at the mini peach tree that still had four pieces hanging on the branch.

"How did you get this magical peach tree?" continued Robert.

"The emperor gave it to me. A funny coincidence in my opinion. Back then, I was on a mission to find out the enemy's weakness. Things go awry, the spying mission turns into a annihilation mission. Who would have thought, the only grandson of the emperor was taken hostage by the person who was my target.

"The guy wanted this legendary peach tree. Since the emperor was reluctant to reveal the location of the tree, he was determined to kidnap the grandson."

"Wait first! If the kidnapper is your target, shouldn't he be someone of power or authority like a mafia leader, head of state security, or something? Isn't it easy for people like him to threaten the emperor directly?"

"It was true, but the emperor's guard was very strict at that time. He is backed by the strongest mafia family. So, it's not easy to touch it. If it's not wrong, it's Shiragami. The Emperor's son was married to the only daughter of the Shiragami family leader. They have a son. Unfortunately, the couple died because of an event.

"So, as the last descendant of the emperor's family as well as Shiragami, the boy was privileged. He's been guarded 24 hours. However, the emperor's granddaughter was typical of rebellious youngsters who liked to justify any means to escape surveillance.

" It was in those moments that she was kidnapped. He came with me after I managed to execute that person. Seeing his grandson come home safely, the emperor presented this tree to me. Shortly after, the emperor died. The boy ascended the throne.

"But I heard twenty, thirty or a few years later, I forgot for sure. It was too lazy to count the time that had passed," Fang laughed in the middle of the story, "which was obvious, he was married by then and had two sons. He handed over the throne to his second son who had just undergone the ceremony of maturity. Then, he and his first son came out of the empire. They do not want to live bound. Since then, the Shiragami family has vanished from civilization. The last time I heard, he was a priest in a temple. Every time I see this, I remember the memories of that time. Sorry, I told you a long story. Looks like, old disease has plagued me."

Fang laughed. Damiyan and Patrick were standing in front of the door. Damiyan wanted to go straight to them. However, Patrick who was bigger than him got in the way. He said, "Don't interrupt the parent's conversation! Not polite!"

"This tree really has an incredible history. Judging from the age and uniqueness alone, the price of this bonsai must reach one million dollars. Why do you just leave it outside? What if someone steals it?" Robert cringing.

"Nobody would have thought there was a plant worth hundreds of millions of dollars here. You know for yourself, right? There are only three family heads here, while the only ones who understand plants are me and you. Besides, I'm trying to breed it. It doesn't matter that this is gone if my cultivation succeeds."