The Paralyzed Young Master Little Devil

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Mr. Raharja's room fell apart as well as the rest of the man's house. Everything is messy, glass and ceramic goods whose price ranges from millions of dollars just crumbled on the floor as if there was no price. Everything was just lying on the floor in terrible conditions.

Wedding photos and family photos are scattered on the floor. It appeared that a housekeeper was running towards the central room where cigarette smoke was billowing . It appears that Mr. Raharja was sitting there sipping his cigarette and looking at the documents of the call documents from the police on his wife and favorite daughter that he got from the housekeeper when he came home from his business trip.

The butler of the house ran in a hurry while carrying a box that contained nothing but was packed like a neatly wrapped and beautiful gift from the outside.

“ sir, there is a shipment for you, I was not told the name of the sender,” said the person with bad breath, because he ran hurriedly to the middle room where usually the family gathers.

“ Shipment? Who?” asked the man while raising his eyebrows, he was already quite dizzy with the news of his wife's arrest he could no longer think of who was sending the gift amid the huge commotion dragging on the name of this mistress of Amira and Viona.

The waiter placed the box on the table right in front of Mr. Raharja. The man who had started to wrinkle looked at the thing labeled C.

“ C?” said the man was curious.

“Master was asked to open this box himself ,” said the butler to Mr. Raharja with a tone of fear if until the great master poured his anger on him.

Mr. Raharja approached the box and touched the red ribbon that wrapped the ivory-white box. The box was quite large and luxurious, from whom did he send such a large gift.

Mr. Raharja pulled one by one the ribbons wrapped around the cube object.

He curiously opened the box cover that said,” surprise,” that.

Mr. Raharja lifted the white box cover slowly until it appeared that the contents were still tightly covered by white gift wrapping paper.

“ what is this?” thought mister Raharja with great curiosity. Even the servants who were there were also curious about what was sent to their great master.

Mr. Raharja pulled the paper and how surprised he was when he saw five pieces of mouse heads that were cut there and still covered in blood complete with a car plate that had been bent and looked shabby like not been removed for a long time. And the year of manufacture is about 20 years ago is clearly visible from the expiration of the license plate validity of the vehicle.

Mr. Raharja's eyes widened perfectly when he saw the object there. He recalled the great tragedy that occurred 20 years ago when he so viciously destroyed the Cornelius family and killed the parents of two children who are now avenging him in return for the deaths of two people their old.

Mr. Raharja looked at that thing,” si... who.. who sent this tell me!” the man choked hysterically with fear running through his entire body as he looked at the horrifying items lying within the box. Not to mention the writing of “ killer “ on the inside of the box written with blood from a large rat whose head was cut and arranged in such a way in the box.

Master Raharja's body trembled as he looked at the item, as soon as a strange sound rippled in the ears of everyone in the house. A voice that had somehow appeared from nowhere sounded in the middle of the large room.

Mr. Raharja and the servants stared at the entire house and looked for where the source of the mysterious, very noisy voice came from.

“Srrhhhhhhhhj.

A very noisy sound managed to interfere with the hearing of the people inside the house. I don't know who did it, obviously they all felt a terrible terror inside the room with the mysterious sound that filled the room making their ears hurt.

“ Who is a bastard , who is trying to play with the Raharja family!!” the man's shriek began to craze upon hearing the mysterious voice's voice.

“ Who is it!” yelled Mr. Raharja with a loud and thunderous voice in the room of the house. All the maids ran away and shouted hysterically when they heard that extremely creepy voice. Unbeknownst to Mr. Raharja the butler who delivered the box had also disappeared from before him as they were all diverted by the mysterious voice.

Mr. Raharja is getting panicked there's nobody beside him, he's scared. The lights in the house were twinkling like someone was controlling them. Even the entire television screen in the room displayed the same image. The remaining pictures of the body of the rats that have been chopped off their heads and are still covered in lying in a toy car that is set as if they were having a big accident with a photo of Mr. Raharja edited in such a way it was as if he had been the mastermind of that great accident.

He stared at the whole room with his nanar, “ who is it, who are you bastards, show your face to me fucking!" screeched mister Raharja with a trembling voice.

Drap drape swooaahhhh

The sound of footsteps could be heard clearly out of nowhere. Mr. Raharja looked back and forth but found no one to do that to him.

Suddenly someone passed from behind him but did not know who the figure dressed in bright blue. His hair immediately goosebumps when he sees the typical blue hair of the Alchemis family that he has also destroyed .

“ ti... there's no way it's her.... no... that woman is dead!" strangled Mr. Raharja with fear that spread throughout his body.

“ who you really are!!" screeched Mr. Raharja as he walked quickly towards the drawer of the room and picked up the firearm he had stored there. I don't know why the man hid the firearm in the family room.

“ Who are you showing yourself to be a fucking asshole, how dare you play with me!” pekik mister Raharja.

At the same time a woman entered with a sinister appearance. The blue dress and the head covered with fresh blood dashed swiftly towards her while letting out an extremely sinister cry.

“a... arhhh huhuhu... my husbanduuu..!” she screeched as she ran towards Raharja and hugged the man until he also drenched in fresh blood all over her body due to the woman's actions.

“ tii.. there is no way you are Versha... ti... no... who are you jal4ng!!" mr. Raharja trembled in fear as he saw the woman in the figure of his late wife who had died falling from the second floor of the house with a terrible condition and a bloodstained body with a blue dress and hair typical of the Alchemist family the one that got that blood.

The body of Mr. Raharja became weak powerless as the woman hugged him.

“ It's me. huhuhuuuuu... My husband I miss you come with meuuu...” cry the woman hysterically while raising her hand and swinging that small hand to the neck of Mr. Raharja until...

Jambb......

A syringe stuck in the man's neck.

“ akhhh... a.what are you....

Bruks....

Mr. Raharja fell to the floor just like that after getting the injection right in his veins.

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