The Obsession of Revenge
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Rumbles of rain with lightning struck down to accompany the dark night. Allard was in his reading room, staring at the picture he had just found in Yada's room. Every time his mind wondered, how could Yada draw it.
He kept the paper, moved and walked out of the room. Allard wanted to confirm the woman's condition and again asked her about a picture she had made.
Meanwhile, Yada was in her room with an infusion hose stuck on the back of her palm. His body was getting weaker by the day, it was the effect of the poison that Zinth had given him earlier.
“Hold this, you have to master it!”
“Yes, shoot!”
“Good!”
The teenage girl hugged Yada's body lightly as she managed to shoot towards the correct target. From the embrace, Yada can see the tattoo image that has been a shadow of her life.
“Kakak?” low Yada murmur.
Allard stood beside the bed and heard Yada muttering to call 'brother', then Allard immediately approached. The beautiful woman immediately woke up with a sweaty face.
“Now tell me, how can you make that picture?” cecar Allard didn't even let Yada collect his life first.
Yada frowned, rushed up and sat on the bed. He patted Allard's arms on both of his shoulders and looked at the puzzled man.
“Quick say!”
“I don't know!” yada replied screeching.
Forcibly Allard undressed Yada to make sure. But Allard was very sure if the woman did not have the tattoo on the back of her back.
“What are you looking for?” tanya Yada looked up, .stop Allard's actions. “Tattoo behind my back?”
Allard pulled his arm from the beautiful woman's body. Damn it! Yada also knows if the tattoo is behind his back. What does he know? Whose tattoo did he see?
“What would you do if I had the tattoo?” ask Yada. “Is there any other personal grudges that might make you torture me even more?”
Allard. All the reality present seemed to be swirling around inside his head. He himself did not know what to do if Yada really had the tattoo.
“But you don't have it,” Straightened Allard.
“Yes! But I had it once, when I was five.”
Allard was dumbfounded, how could it be?
“Aurora removed it from my body. So what are you gonna do? Torturing me again and again?”
“Shit!” Allard was upset. How could Yada have it?
***
Decades ago, the Yora clan was haunted by pandantaiams and betrayals from within their own clan. A great conspiracy ensued and resulted in the clan falling apart.
Barrack Aurora is the mastermind of all that destruction. Gurreth Yora lost his beloved wife and daughter. Gurreth's condition remains a secret, while his wife is reported to have died and his little daughter is missing. Leave Zinth Yora alone as the clan heir.
For years Zinth Yora has been plotting revenge for the destruction of her family. Teaming up with various clans to destroy the Aurora clan includes cooperating with Allard Washington. In addition to his revenge plan, Zinth Yora also did not stop looking for information about his missing sister.
“I'm sure you're alive,” murmured Zinth.
The beautiful woman was inside her room, looking at a childhood picture with her sister with a smile. Zinth's purpose in life is to find him, avenge him, then reunite with their father. Although his efforts have not found a bright spot, Zinth never gave up.
While Allard was still inside Yada's room, listening to every grievance of the beautiful woman with a blank look on the bed.
“Don't I say, holding me won't be beneficial to you,” said Yada.
The only reason why the Aurora clan never cared was that Yada was not a member of their family. If the reality that Yada said was true about the tattoo image, then Yada was the person that Barrack hated the most. And destroying Yada would even make Barrack feel happy.
Allard's wrong. Unexpectedly he even tortured the family of his co-workers. And what if Zinth Yora finds out? The two clans might go to war, which would ignore the Aurora clan.
****! ****! ****!
Allard's head is fucked. He had not expected all of this to happen before his eyes. He was not careful in his actions. And who would know if Yada was not part of the Aurora clan.
“What do you know from this picture?” ask Yada.
And Allard just stared at him intensely without saying a word. He rushed out of the room while slamming the door as hard as he could, making a loud, ear-splitting sound.
What does he know?
***
A week passed, and from that day on Yada had never met Allard. He felt that the man had never returned to the mansion. Yada did not care, his life was a little quiet despite the curiosity invading his mind.
What does Allard know about the picture?
A few days ago Yoland came to take his blood. The handsome doctor was alibi if he wanted to check the poison on Yada's body. Obviously it was a lie, because Allard asked him to match Yada's DNA with Zinth's.
“DAMN!” pekik Darren after reading the test results.
The two DNAs were interconnected, and most likely Yada was the younger sibling whom Zinth had been looking for all along. The three men were pensive.
“What will you do Allard?” ask Darren.
“Hide it,” contact Allard replied. “Zinth do not need to know it, everything will fall apart.”
“Quickly or later he will find out,” said Yoland.
“Quick or slow, at least there is time to fix it all!” allard said with great emphasis.
Allard's mind rumbled like he was in a storm. The woman he tortured all-out is now precisely his own karma. I don't know what would happen if Zinth found out that Allard tortured his younger brother.
“Currently, make excuses for Zinth to give antidote,” Allard command.
If only Allard could kill him and remove the tracks, maybe all of that could be better. But the reality stored within the Aurora clan was undeniable. This would be a boomerang for the Washington clan.
Allard sorted the base of his nose. In addition to losing Yada as a means to blackmail David, he must also be confronted with Zinth who will continue to haunt him. The woman will definitely ask for time to meet with Yada again.
“Damn!” sumpat Allard then went out of privateroom.
***
Some waiters came to give a sedative injection. Yada was inside his room, curled up on the bed with a stabbing pain in every inch of his body. The poison reacted again.
Little by little his pain began to diminish, his breathing was regular and he began to be able to open his eyes. Yada could faintly see the figure of the man standing right beside the bed.
“That's the antidote to poison, you don't need to feel pain again later,” the man said.
Allard looked at him from the doorway, looking at Yoland who was talking to Yada. He saw the pain in the woman's face. Whatever the truth about it, Allard already hated Yada as part of the Aurora clan. Although the reality now slapped him, making Allard aware to stop the torture on the beautiful woman.
Yoland was about to check her pulse, but Yada did not want to be touched. The woman's reflexes distanced her arms from Yoland. His attitude showed as if he was traumatized by the touch of a stranger. Yoland saw a bruise on his neck.
The wound ....
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