The Darkest Dream

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With a flat face and lazy steps, Berea walked into the headmaster's room.

"Ah, B. Sit down, there's little we should go straight on." Said the headmaster in a friendly tone. Not forgetting the smile of a sycophant imprinted clearly on his face that was full of piles of oil. Berea stared intently at the headmaster, as well as at the two people sitting on the sofa not far from the table.

"Just go straight to the core sir, I still have to follow another lesson that is certainly more useful, than just sitting in your room and hearing a spate of complaints from Kindergarten." Berea's circus was straightforward, making Dom widen his eyes to hear Berea's telling.

The headmaster was seen sighing deeply, trying to weigh what he was going to get to Berea. It felt like stepping into a battlefield. Her inner self grimaced but did not want to make her daughter disappointed.

"Look, B..Dom says you hit him in the school cafeteria and humiliated him with vulgar words. I just want to confirm his truth sa..."

"Dad!" marcia's full of warnings. Marcus was silent looking at his daughter, his position was all wrong. On one hand she wants to side with Marcia and her lover, but remembers who Berea is. Guts her ciut instantly.

"Marcia, please appreciate daddy's position at school. You know that, don't you ?" press Marcus firmly, although his heart is heartless but he must look wise and authoritative in front of the school's owner's child.

Marcia's face look in perfect bend, she was annoyed at the father who dared to jerk her in front of others, especially Berea.

"So can you clear the chronology, B.." continued Marcus turned to look at Berea with a friendly gaze and smile.

Berea looked at the headmaster with a look of pity, her appearance of the middle-aged man before her was the type of father who was afraid of his daughter. Meaning his man is under the control of his wife as well as his son. Berea felt very sorry.

"Have you asked the truth to that pathetic man, honorable Mr. Marcus..." Marcus tembakan, of course, he only acts as a listener when Dom and Marcia complained about the actions of Berea.

"That's what I've asked you, for that I need confirmation from you as a...." Marcus looks nervous about saying his point.

"A perpetrator, you mean?" berea continued to stare at the headmaster who increasingly looks pale.

"Of course you're the culprit!" marcia exclaimed from the direction of the sofa, her index finger pointing at Berea with an angry face.

"Marcia..! put your index finger down, be polite!" reprimanding Marcus increasingly misbehaving, his daughter instead adds to the burden of his mind alone.

"Like my presence here at the wrong time, principal sir. Take care of your daughter and her lover, because like her they need more counseling guidance than you." Berea moved from her chair to leave the room.

Upon reaching the door leaf, Berea turned back. "Ah yes, I did hit him earlier. Thas right. It's just that I don't like anyone challenging me first, disturbing my calmness and making my mood worse. And your daughter's lover has dared to do it all without any preparation. So it's not my fault if she's battered. And for my words that are considered too vulgar, what about Helen that they often make Bullyan material with dirty deeds and words. It's not comparable." After finishing a long sentence for the first time, at once touched Dom's little heart. Berea walked out of the principal's room. Not to forget the loud bang of the door that almost made Marcus' heart jump out.

With Marcus's fury scooped up his frustrated face, should his she not obey the princess' will.

"Dad! it's not fair, don't you see how Dom got sprained. See also his nose until it breaks like this." said Marcia annoyed at the father, but Dom who is aware of the situation is not on their side. Immediately pulled his lover's hand out. Although his heart was just as upset as Marcia, but he could not do anything now.

"Ck! you deserve to be battered like this. Look at your guts just for being kicked out by my dad." Tukas Marcia underestimates her lover without knowing the reason behind Dom's submissive attitude. The man only realized from his nightmare, when he accidentally saw a photo of a man who some time ago he had seen dinner with Berea. And the girl called him daddy. Dom starts to fidget, if the man is Berea's father. He was wrongly looking for the enemy. The photo is a photo of the owner of the foundation, finished his fate. Dom seems to be getting more restless.

the flashback end

In a luxurious mansion, there is a debate between two teenagers who are fighting over what.

"May you end this unfavourable argument." said one woman in a tone with no hint of hospitality. The two of them instantly fell silent.

"Continue your breakfast, and make sure today doesn't create any problems at the new school. Try to be normal kids like everyone else, or you'll send me to Afghanistan." Continue without looking. The two creative children gulped, then looked at the father and their uncle who were still not acting in their seats. Pupus is already hoping to get a defense.

"Are you sure of the decision? you can continue your career without always having to be my babysitter."

"Mom! we're not toddlers..!" exclaim the eldest did not accept. The uncle chose to be a teacher of his own will, not because they were asking.

"I'm sure brother. After all my heart was called to be a teacher, rather than continuing the career of a law enforcement officer. Maybe being a sports teacher, it wasn't too far from my early profession. A little bit of physical exercise with the kids I think can make my soul younger." His sloth glanced towards the brother. But it even got a whip as usual.

"Honey, I might not go home for lunch. It's okay, right? it's my first day, maybe there'll be a little welcome in the office. I want to make a good impression." Tukas Yugo stared at his wife's bead.

"Hmmm...so I don't have to make lunch?" ask the wife to make sure. Yugo nodded as he continued to chew his breakfast.

"It's yours, and it's yours. After your supplies, mom doesn't want to see any leftovers in this box when you get back. And yeah, don't even think about getting her into the trash, you know what the consequences are, right?." The mother's message with a note full of warning. The two just nodded, it was better.

"Mom..what's in my supply box? I hope it's not the sandwich anymore, I'm a little bored." asked the youngest to show off a face of protest.

"Later you'll know when lunch arrives. And remember, it must be exhausted." the mother did not want to be denied. Little Brandon can only sigh resignedly, let alone see the look of the flat face of his beloved Mother.

"A ready? let's hurry, it's our first day uncle doesn't want to make a bad impression on the new school. I'm with the school is the elite school in this city, also the second best school in California." Sela the uncle chimed in the situation of mother and child who began to be not conducive. His self is indeed in destiny as a savior for his nephews. And he happily took on that extra role.

Note: sorry if the plot is still not satisfactory, othor still can not focus on the work. Othor's focus is still on the youngest. Again please pray his🙏🙏

Thanks in advance, for all your attention. Othor dear you🥰🥰