Teacher Teach Young Master

Chapter 20 | Running ATM Candidates

As per orders, they immediately approached Yanza and were about to take him. But the shrill voice of a woman managed to stop their actions that almost touched the skin of a seven-year-old boy who was still relaxed.

"If you touch him I won't hesitate to report to the police!"

Fathia shouted loudly as she walked and stopped right in front of Yanza, intending to become a shield. However, he still felt unbearable if he saw a child being pierced by someone who was clearly more mature.

"Not to interfere! " snaps the man wearing the black mask.

Fathia heard the man's words while silent for a moment, she felt that the sound was almost the same as the person who had made the mother an ATM machine and objects to be displayed. However it is more hoarse and from a larger posture.

'That's impossible,"

His battery continued to try to dispel his thoughts, until the man in front of him felt careless.

"Wait for what else? quickly catch the boy! " said the man with a snapping tone, making the people who actually stopped immediately continue the action. While Fathia who knew about it again shouted to stop it back.

"If you are brave"

Bugh!

Roughly, the man immediately slammed his elbow towards the nape of Aleski with a tight hand to make him stagger and faint.

Yanza who had calmed down earlier immediately took out a small object like a pebble, which was like a stone, objects that if thrown will emit a sound like a bomb by emitting thick smoke that is able to make anyone's vision will not focus. The object given by his father just in case it is now ready for him to throw but the man was immediately able to read his movements so without hesitation immediately did the same.

Bugh!

Just like Fathia just now, Yanza staggered then fainted. But before his consciousness disappeared completely, his faint eardrum caught the voice of the man who had been thunderous giving an order.

"Hurry up and bring them!"

After that Yanza felt his body lift but quickly his consciousness disappeared to the fullest.

***

Arson who just got his seafood share immediately thanked him and paid for it, after that, stepping through the crowd until it is not uncommon to make the widower of one child complain or even curse when he hit someone and his foot accidentally stepped on someone's foot or vice versa.

Until finally Arson can breathe a sigh of relief when he managed to get out of the crowd, but before continuing his steps. Arson took the time to justify the slightly disheveled condition of his clothes.

After finishing, then Arson stepped to go to the place where his son was sitting sweet.

Taps!

His eyes wobbly looking for a beautiful little boy that he did not see at all, his heart immediately thumped. The fear that he felt if until Yanza lost.

"Yanza where are you!!" screeched with a shrill voice, but did not get the voice or body he wanted. Instead Arson gets a look of intimidation from visitors there.

"Aah! I'm a fool." Arson immediately condemned himself who seemed careless because he obeyed the desire of his son not to bring a bodyguard to keep watch, with a reason not to be disturbed and want to be with his father to get a warm moment.

"Lord Handsome," Arson's grunts instantly stopped and turned towards the crossbred woman who seemed to be adjusting her breath that was wheezing with sweat that soaked her forehead.

"Handsome Master, have you seen Fathio's best friend?" vilins asked with flirtatious eyes.

Arson shuddered amusedly, he was always self-conscious and did not want to be hypocritical if he looked beautiful. But Arson doesn't want his looks to be someone's genitourinary tool.

"Lord Handsome," called Vilins back when he didn't get any answers.

"No," replied Arson after waking up from his daydream, after which he immediately left Vilins alone whose face immediately pale.

"Fathia aka Fathio where are you? your beautiful best friend is worried, " muttered Vilins by shuffling his blonde hair, but after that it was back in tidying up again.

"Am I asking Jeremy's half-brother for help?" murmured thinking, he wanted to contact but was afraid if his other sister was busy and could-be himself immediately hit by nagelanys for disturbing. But if not then Vilins no longer know who else to ask for help, until finally Vilins reached into the phone covered in purple silicon from inside a small bag.

Tut…

[Hello Vil]

[Actually yes, but it's okay]

[Sorry brother, but I want to ask you a favor, can you not? ]

[If you can help, you will help]

[Sister still wants the same Fathia, right? the little friend I once knew]

[Which used to hold a mouse cat still in love with a cat has a Mother (Mother) ]

[He is that brother, but don't reveal any more. That's because Fathia is still a little girl who doesn't know anything, she knows that cats have a Mother just like cats have her who likes rats]

[Forget it, what did you want to do for help?]

[So can't trace Fathia's whereabouts? she disappeared just now]

[You can]

[Not knowing either]

[Ok, sister will track but before that Fathia uses the pendant given by sister what not?]

[I'm lacking]

Tut's.

Tut's.

Tut's.

"Hey, I'm not done talking about Matiin yet. You half-sister! " sorry Vilins while storing his phone back in a bag.

***

Jeremy, Vilins's half-brother, turned his chair to face the computer.

He immediately entered the pendant password used by Fathia, where the pendant he had installed a tracker.

His fingers moved agilely over the keyboard with his eyes staring in focus at the big screen in front of him.

However, a moment later Jemery's finger immediately stopped moving when he got the current location of Fathia located in a place he was very familiar with.

"Why is that annoying boy there?" jeremy murmured his frown with his squeaking eyes to pay even deeper attention, but his vision was still normal.

"Great!"

...━━━━━━ ◦ ❖ ◦ ━━━━━━...

Fathia awakens from her stupor, but she pauses to open her eyes when she hears the voice of someone she knows.

"I'm here first, I have something to deal with."

"Ok Bro,"

Cklek!

Taps! …tap! …tap! …

There were footsteps with the sound of a chair being dragged.

"Mending you take the ekting class, my son who will soon be an ATM candidate walks, "heard that, immediately Fathia opened both eyes wide.

At that time, he saw the smile of someone who as a child he often called Dad.