The Paralyzed Young Master Little Devil

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The light crept into the house of Raharja family right in the room of Mr. Raharja where the man who began to wrinkle fell asleep soundly in his bed sharpas expensive and luxurious as he used to wear. Sleep accompanied by the wife who is also asleep with the same pajamas with her.

Mr. Raharja woke up from his sleep,” si.. who are you who did this to me akkhhhh damn bastard who dare to play me!" the man screamed right after he woke up from his sleep and his nightmare was so terrible. Madam Amira gasped in shock when she heard her husband's scream she woke up and immediately patted her husband's arm with a panicked face.

“ baby what's wrong with you? Why are you like this?” mrs Amira asked as she looked at mister Raharja with a worried look. He pulled Raharja's face to look at her.

“ A.. amira.. ke.. why are you here!? ma.... aren't you in jail with Viona why are you here and se.. since when am I in this room?? What's going on!" screeched the man while staring nanar all over the room.

“ Honey what do you mean, this is our room and of course you sleep here, after all since when I went to jail are you dreaming ? what's wrong with you?” madam Amira asked with a confused face when she saw the anxious and panicked look on Mr. Raharja's face.

Mr. Raharja stood up he directly checked his neck in the mirror. Clean, no trace of anything, if he was stabbed with a syringe, at least still impregnated until the next morning.

“ None? Am I dreaming?” thought the man. But he who was too pessimistic could not immediately believe what he saw, the man ran out from inside his room towards the middle room on the same floor as the main room of the house.

“ what happened exactly?” said the man while staring at the entire house that had returned neat and very clean different from the previous situation. The condition of the house that is too messy due to its own actions. He stared at his wife's big urn, obviously he smashed it with a golf nugget yesterday but now it's in one piece as if nothing happened yesterday.

“ What really happened?” muttered the man while walking around and around observing the entire house with a look of disbelief. He stared at all the items he had clearly destroyed last night.

“ is impossible, this is obviously I have destroyed with my own hands, obviously I destroyed this whole house? What happened actually!” said Mr. Raharja while circulating his gaze throughout the house.

He walked towards the drawer where he picked up his gun last night,” I'm sure taking that thing from here, otherwise here means someone is playing me!" said the man with a sharp gaze staring at the desk drawer.

He walked up to the table, suddenly the butler who brought the white box approached master Raharja and blocked the man's footsteps with a slightly frightened face that managed to make Mr. Raharja increasingly suspicious of the entire house that looked normal normal is that.

“ move aside, what do you want huh?” said Mr. Raharja while trying to push the servant girl from before him.

“ Tu.. sir please enter your room immediately!" said the waiter sambi I turned his gaze in the other direction and he was seen clenching both hands.

“ what do you want huh? Why get in my way, get out there damn it!" curse the man while pushing the maid to the other side.

“ what are you hiding here damn!” he said as he quickly opened the desk drawer on the side of the sofa.

Mr. Raharja looked at the drawer and clearly there was a rifle that he kept neatly and still neatly stored and never touched by anyone.

Of course this makes Mr. Raharja surprised. How could it still be there when it was clear he had moved it.

Mr. Raharja with a confused and shocked face raised the object and looked at the house once more. Nothing changed from the super-large mansion he had taken from the late princess Alchemis who died in that house as well.

He looked at his wedding photos that returned intact as before there were no tears or abrasions there. If something happens, there must be something that shifts from its place.

“ Last night on the 25th and now on the 26th, it must have happened something last night, there's no way I'm dreaming, it's too real to be a dream,” murmured Mr. Raharja while staring at the digital calendar located on the table.

He walked again to the speed room looking for anything that moved in the house. The female servant had been following Mr Raharja along with the male guard .

“ sir please go into your room!” scold the maid. Hearing that made Mr. Raharja turn around even the guards also seemed to prevent him from going further through the house. This made his suspicions even greater.

“ what do you want, why are you blocking my way? Ohhhh, where's that fucking box? Where the box you gave me last night quickly show me that thing,” said Mr. Raharja.

"Darling what's wrong? Why are you like this, what happened to you you look confused, your face also pale, and you... come quickly into the room what are you doing with that look here are you not ashamed!!” reprimanded mistress Amira yag chasing her husband from the room.

Mr Raharja looked at Mrs Amira with a suspicious look, “ you? what the hell's going on? Where's my daughter ? not that you're in jail why are you here?” said Mr. Raharja while looking at the woman sharply.

Lady Amira, the servants and the guards stared at each other in wonder at the strange behavior of Mr. Raharja who was not as usual. He looked very confused by the condition he had been in since he woke up early

“ baby are you sick? Why are you like that? No one's in jail, what do you mean, and Viona's with her husband why is she in jail? What are you talking about with you?” mrs Amira asked with a surprised look while approaching mister Raharja .

Madam Amira touched the arm of master Raharja and looked at him with a worried look. The female servant who saw that smiled cunningly when no one saw her. Not only him, even everyone who was staring at master Raharja smiled cunningly while enjoying the man's confusion.

“ Don't touch me.. Who are you? It's obvious this house was destroyed last night what really happened, there's no way I'm dreaming!" said Mr. Raharja while walking backwards with a panicked face staring at them all .

“ dear hiks... What happened to you, why have you been like this since returning from abroad, what happened!?" madam Amira said as she cried on the floor looking at her husband who was like a madman.

“ jeez Daddy what is this?” Viona comes with her husband looking at master Raharja with a surprised look.

“ father-in-law, why don't you wear pants?” shouted the man's son-in-law with a wide gaze that immediately pulled Mr. Raharja from there and covered the bottom that only the boxer covered.

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