The Little Girl the Young Master

Don't ever leave me

"Nisa, where's Ice?"

"Inside, Brother. Take another bath." replied Nisa without looking. He is too focused on his laptop, but still aware of the circumstances around.

Lim ran upstairs, taking off his tie. The discovery this afternoon, made his breathing tight. In fact, he opened his shirt and lay on the bed to relieve the pain in his chest.

"Eh, jeez... When will I come home?" Ais flinched when she saw her husband bare-chested.

"Busan, will you please take my medicine?" pinta Lim with breath.

Ais who wore her Kimono, then obeyed her husband to relieve his medicine.

"Big brother why?" Ice was so worried about him.

Immediately Lim grabbed his body, then hugged Ais so tightly.

"promise... Whatever happens, you'll never walk away from me."

"Huh, why?" The ice still looked so confused.

"Please, no matter what happens, you never leave."

"He'emh, Ais promise."

Lim calmed down a little, just hugging her tighter. His head was set on the neck of Ais, smelling the fragrance that was on his wife's body. In his breathing deeply, closed his eyes like he was relaxing.

"Lim, this is there..... Ah, sorry." Mr. Wil turned his back, when he saw their intimate activity.

"I'm going out" said Lim.

Mr. Wil nodded, then closed the door back and left.

He went down, with all the documents in his hand. His steps are awaited, when he sees Nisa who scratches his head staring at the laptop with a myriad of task materials available.

"Nisa why?" Mr. Wil approached and greeted him kindly.

"Where? You help." Mr. Wil then sat down next to Nisa, barefoot and cross-legged so comfortably.

One by one he taught. Because that was his job all along. Only, Papi Tama pulled him to become a personal Assistant for ten more years. He also did not dwell too much on the material he studied.

"Sir Wil is great." Nisa gave a thumbs up, to the 39-year-old man.

"Yes, it used to be, that's my job." Mr. Wil's smile on him.

"Can I ask you?"

"What's? Don't be hard but, huh?" reply Mr. Wil.

"Engga. Just want to ask, is Mr Wil no family?"

Nisa's question, let out a sweet smile that Mr. Wil rarely gives to anyone. He was suddenly gloomy, and stared with pushy eyes.

"Sir, sorry. If it's heavy, don't answer papa."

"If my mother, father, and sister die. Fifteen years ago because of a fire. Have you ever heard of a village that burned to the ground?" ask Mr. Wil, trying to bring back the bright water.

"Early danger. But, crisscrossing. He said because of the dispute, right?"

"Yes... At that time, a dispute with a large company. Villages are considered their own and will be built factories. But, instead, kill some of the contents of his village. Including our family."

"Bather survived? Lucky."

"Because, Mr. at that time was wiri following Mr. Tama. So, don't stay there." she replied.

Tears seemed to flow on Mr. Wil's cheeks. Nisa rubbed it with her bare hands, giving sympathy to the man she so respected in the house.

A strong, firm, loving figure. He seems to have a very dark past. And in fact, he has been quiet for a long time.

"In fact, to stare at the family photos alone, you can't afford it now. They were found in terrible circumstances."