The (Un) Mr. Lukcy. Winter

Chapter 79

Along the way Zesya seemed so carefree, the route they passed into the residential areas, rice fields, fields, plantation areas, and some small rivers. Until they arrived at a place some distance from the settlement, although there are still some houses but the distance from each other is a bit far apart.

"Aaaaaaaaaa" suddenly Zesya and Joon Woo are shocked to hear a scream of a child as they are drinking off their fatigue. Zesya and Joon Woo immediately rushed to find the source of the sound.

"Ampuun pa.. pampuun..hiikkss . aaaah" the boy groaned.

"Sia lamun teu in my care aing rek taken care of me saha? (When you're not taken care of by me, who do you want to be taken care of?)" angry with a father.

"Sorry sir geez.. hampura. hiiks hyks.." cried the boy.

"She's a brash base !" PLAQUE !! One hard slap landed on the boy's cheek, until the corner of his lips was torn and draining fresh blood.

BRAAKK !!! without permission after Zesya and Joon Woo ascertain the source of the sound, Joon Woo immediately broke into one of the houses, but compared to a house may be more appropriate to be called a saung or bugug, he said, because they are not really liveable.

"GOBL*G SAHA MARANEH ?! WANI NGARUKSAK IMAH AING !!" shouted a man who was in the house. From the mouth there is a smell of mouth mixed with a very pungent smell of liquor. Zesya saw the surroundings in the hut, completely dirty, seedy, foul smell from the garbage, the smell of the bubbly mixed with the smell of liquor. His net was instantly wide open when he saw a little girl who was weakly stretched by the terrible state of tattered clothes camping, even though her body was dirty, Zesya could still see the remaining bruises on her legs and arms, but she could still see the rest of the bruises on her legs and arms, plus the fresh blood that was still flowing in the corner of the child's lips.

"Sister Joon Woo, please take care of that barbaric old man !" Zesya. Joon Woo, nodding immediately to the drunk. It did not take long or excessive energy for Joon Woo to topple and tie the man's hand, because indeed he was drunk because of liquor. After finishing then Joon drags the man and holds the boy out of the dugout. While Joon Woo calls for help to send the car to where they are now, Zesya approaches and notices the little boy who is standing weakly in front of him.

"Even sir.hhiiiiikks pardon.." deliriously the boy.

"Relax you are safe" whispered Zesya as she gently touched the child's temple.

The three-hour interval of assistance arrived, quite long, but reasonable because the terrain they traveled to reach the location of Zesya was quite difficult to reach normal vehicles. Around 11pm, Zesya and the others had just arrived home. Hasya who was waiting for them frantically approached Zesya as the boy got down from the car that picked him up. It turns out Zehan has also returned from Surabaya apparently.

"You're not doing anything? where's the wound?" ask Hasya in panic. Zehan was still watching him by holding his hand.

"Zesya nothing Ma," said Zesya rather uncomfortable with the over-treatment of his mother. But he could not refuse because it was a reasonableness.

"But but." said Hasya still in disbelief.

"The one who got hurt wasn't me, but the kid" pointed Zesya at the sleeping boy in Joon Woo's arms. Instantly, Hasya's netra widened, her gaping mouth covered with both hands as soon as she saw the terrible state of the child being carried by Joon Woo.

Zehan is still waiting for Zesya's explanation.

"Without Zesya explain in detail papa can certainly immediately understand how he is. And please take care of that barbaric old man, without involving outsiders" Zesya said as she stepped in without looking back at her papa.

"She's the kid !" Zehan was a little annoyed with the arrogant attitude of his own son, who was too understanding how to use his papa power in dealing with problems like this.

"Truly the fruit fell not far from the tree huh?" gibran was there too. Zehan did not answer because it was true.

"Sir, what should I do with that man?" joon Woo asked with his feet.

"Put him into rehab only, if after that there are no signs if he feels guilty. I'm sure you know what you have to do" Zehan said with a flat face as well as a cold look at the still-bound man.

"Okay sir, I understand" after saluting Joon Woo and the others.

"Huh..! It's a good thing that that person met us sir" Gibran said with a smile on the corner of his lips.

"You mean?" tby Zehan.

" Yes.. If the man had met Mr. Gavin's wife, it was certain that he would no longer exist on this earth, the woman will not give the slightest respite to anyone who can torture a child to such a terrible extent. We all know how cruel that woman is." Zehan only smiled and understood Gibran's words which were like a compliment to him

"Of course I have to show a generous attitude to my child, so how the child will be too smart if I immediately do something too rude. I should have a bigger heart, shouldn't I??" zehan said bragging. While Gibran had to lose his words when he heard Zehan praising himself, he knew for sure that his master was basically as cruel as the woman they were talking about right now. Come to think of it, both Zehan and Gavin are people who have cold hearts, rigid attitudes, yet they can submit to the woman they love. Do not cheat wherever his wife goes if they can continue to follow him. Gibran loves Zia very much, but luckily Zia is a very spoiled woman to him. While Hasya though obedient but his character remains hard and still has a cruel and cunning side. While Nyuwan, it should not be explained again how bad the woman's temper.

Meanwhile, at the residence of Nyuwan.

"**HAATCIIUHHH !!! BRASH WHO DARES TALK ABOUT ME?!! OHHAAATCIIUH!! HAAATCHIIIH !!!"

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