The (Un) Mr. Lukcy. Winter

Chapter 128

Deliza's hands flank hard. His jaw hardened withholding his teeth as Joon Woon explained everything he had gained from the results of his investigation so far.

"Then why didn't you just destroy them?" deliza said growling, her tears streaming down her cheeks. He really did not expect the end of his past life was so terrible as that, to the point that he did not have his own grave just because his uncle wanted to remove the traces of all his evil deeds to Deliza's body.

"Darling, I don't want to go straight for revenge bals. But I still need to know what you want first. So use me like you want me to, and I'll gladly do everything for you, hummm?" Deliza was silent for a moment. He was not only upset, but also disappointed, angry, and did not understand why his uncle could do such a cruel thing. Though maybe Dliza could give the family legacy company to be managed by him as it has been run so far.

"Sister, if so please take back my parents' legacy company no matter how. But you don't have to convince all of them involved but make them beg to die. But even if they plead for their death, let them not die, keep them alive in endless misery" Deliza said with emotion.

"If that's what you want, I will do my best" Joon Woon said as he wiped away the tears that still flowed on the cheeks of the girl he loved so much.

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Eleven o'clock in the evening Joon Woon and Deliza just returned home. On the doorstep, Hasya was waiting for him with a mother's usual look of anxiety. Seeing this, Deliza immediately greeted the mother, and she cried. As a mother who has taken care of Deliza several years this year feel very compassion and pity for the fate of her daughter. Hasya rubbed Deliza's back gently without saying a word. He did not try to calm Deliza down with the words "you who are patient, son, this is all a test for you" no. Hasys did not do so he still let Deliza cry as much in her embrace. Even though he knew for sure Joon Woon certainly did it earlier. Zehan and Zesya can only see. Zesya then approached Joon Woon who was standing not far behind from where the mother and child shared power.

"So how?" zesya's asking looks serious.

"Miss wants her company back, and so does..."

"also?" Zehan repeats the last word Joon Woon said.

"Also want revenge" instead of asking Zesya and Zehan actually showed a look of relief.

"Miss wants everyone involved to suffer even if they ask for her death to say I must keep them alive"

"Heehhhh, you psychopath" Zesya slightly curled up.

"So then, for the next time I leave that to you, will you be able??" ask Zehan.

"Of course, sir, because I'm just waiting for a reply from the lady. I'll show them how horrible it is when death comes to them" Joon Woon said coldly. Zehan and Zesya smiled with satisfaction at the young man's reply.

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The days of peace passed very quickly. But the mood that morning felt more boisterous than usual. Deliza also looks beautiful with kebaya and light blue batik cloth, the hairstyling deliberately styled her hair with pull_through braid hairstyle. That is the technique of styling hair similar to other classic braid styles, but what is different is the end of the braid arrangement in the pull out slowly to give the impression of the rambt look thicker and volume then in the sweet with a few pearly accessories in between his hair.

And Zesya the main star today also looks more handsome with a textured hair style, featuring a paripurnya eel, he only wears a white shirt stelan and black material pants, he just wears a white shirt, as well as his year alma mater suit. In Zesya school each class does have its own alma mater color maybe so that the impression of expensive schools and elites is stronger. Zesya looked in the mirror once to make sure it looked perfect today, then he immediately came down from the top floor.

Mama is seen pouring milk for papa Zehan, while Deliza is chewing her bread slowly and elegantly.

"So your noblewoman today?" greet Zesya to her sister.

"According to today's theme, luxury and elegant" said Deliza increasingly showed off the manner of a noble.

"That show has my feelings"

"Yes continues... Mama" whining Deliza finally complained to Hasya .

"You are iihh,, justin aja Zes, your adek has prepared from after the dawn prayer to look beautiful at your event today."

"Yes, yes." said Zesya as she took the bread to her plate.

"Oiya mbak-mbaknya, for example, want to eat rice or other breakfast can ask the same bi Ani aja" said Hasya to the salon people who help Hasya and Deliza dress up from morning. Even those who number six have stayed over from last night.

"Yes ma'am, thank you" then some of them immediately went to the kitchen as recommended by Hasya.

"Who will come with me?" asked Hasya to Miss Arni MUA that day.

"I am ma'am, " replied Arni quickly.

"Lho?? Not the assistant?"

"Neverything ma'am"

"Oh yes already so, yes seneng-seneng just want who will come, if mbak Arni who came down directly I yes more seneng again" kekeh Hasya. Arni nodded with a smile as she chewed her bread. After breakfast they immediately rushed to the graduation-style venue so they look neat. Yes, different times are also ways to celebrate school graduation. If the era of Hasya was a farewell more enlivened by pension events or art performances filled by students/i school, or invite artists with parents of students. Exemplary student gathering, general champion, etc. While the event is more specialized third class or commonly called promnight held at night as the ultimate closing of the farewell event. But now the show does seem more formal with the style of graduation, then the next day the new pension event will be in the title. A bit less exciting anyway but yes want how else it would be in agreement with the committee and the parents of the students.

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