The Photon Hundred Percent

18.Banquets

05:43 PM

The yellow Ferrari darted so elegantly on a yellow afternoon this Saturday, David was quite skilled at driving it, although the occasional speed had to be reduced due to the creeping traffic jam, but it didn't matter to him, because he was happy, a smile of satisfaction always bloomed on his face, while looking at the girl next to him who was asleep. No, it's not sleep, it's better called fainting.

Dina experienced severe drowsiness after sipping mineral water that has been mixed Flunitrazepam by David, insomnia drug has a strong effect is indeed dangerous, in addition to water soluble, this drug also has no color and taste, until it is difficult to know if it is mixed with drinking water.

Very clever David, so as not to damage the packaging seal, the drug was inserted using a spuit (injection), then he closed the hole again with Sealex, a type of clear glue that is waterproof, waterproof, just one small toelan then the hole is tight again, like unfiltered, if less thorough.

He must work with a street vendor, so that this trick is more perfect, indeed outside the fence of the campus is a lot of such traders who have a refrigerator drink, but not a few, so David just needs to come early, then leave the bottle to be cooled there.

The street vendor does not need to know what the bottle is put in, a piece of blue money will clot his mouth, his job is only one is to keep the bottle is not taken by others when buying.

Later, He only had to pretend to buy a drink, then take the bottle that he had marked, the steam of water caused by cold temperatures would further obscure the former patch, he said, and it will give the impression that the bottle is just a normal bottle like any other bottle.

Dina was actually fed up, and her feelings were a little bad when she found out David apparently did not bring a car, she admitted to the campus to cut down her friend's car, while his own car was sold this morning to add to the payment of a new car that he ordered at the automotive exhibition yesterday. Turns out the unit is indent and can only be sent at the earliest one week.

More or less so the story that David wrote to Dina, which in the end made Dina inevitably let David become a driver in his car, which in the end made Dina, then the car was running smoothly slowly passed from the campus.

The game had just started when the car stopped right at the street vendor, no need to ask Dina what to drink and all sorts of things, just buy two bottles of cold mineral water, women who are irritated will certainly not bother to come down from the car and check into the refrigerator, he said, he would choose to just wait in his car. After David returned to the car, he would open one for his own drink, then one special bottle was placed near Dina.

David just needs to play a little psychological effect here, that he doesn't have to openly ask Dina to drink the water directly in the bottle, let him who is irritated be thirsty on that sultry afternoon, of course the dew of water in that cold bottle will attract his attention, let five minutes and ten minutes wait, and all her patience was sweet-fruited when Dina completely tore the seal off the bottle cap, then drank it unsuspectingly, without needing to say look me in the eye, then the girl had already fallen asleep herself.

The day had turned to night, so fast to accompany the Ferrari that kept on going, passing the road that was getting away from the city, David tuned the music loudly, while poor Dina was still asleep like a dead man, if he woke up this was free, they were too far away from civilization, there would be no one to help.

The evil David, like he had no hatchet, could have slaughtered him whenever he wanted, then dumped his body into the bottomless dark abyss along the way, of course no one will know, and the journey still continues not know where.

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St.Petersburg, Russia.

Crown Grand Hotel Suite Room.

That afternoon, Jocelin Albert greeted Mr. Prakash Rajrendhi with a firm grasp, after limited talks between the two of them were relaxed but serious. On a three-day business trip to Russia, the wealthy Hindiland agreed with their cooperation on geothermal energy generation at Corvatin Mount.

Jocelin glanced at his wrist, before bidding farewell to Mr. Prakash who tonight will be his night at the Crown, his last night in Russia before tomorrow he will leave for his country.

Jocelin still has some other little work to do, before returning to Northingham Palace in Hogsburn Valley, home of the Moffin family, the big family dinner starts at seven in the evening.

Fortunately, the streets of Petersburg are not as chaotic as the city of New Batavia where Bernardina lived in the far-flung tropical country, people in Petersburg prefer to stay at home on weekends, then without a traffic jam at exactly 04:46 Post Meredian, Jocelin has arrived at Northingham Palace.

The Moffin conglomerate residence palace, standing majestically in an area of fifteen hectares of yard land, as the usual palace in a fairy tale, at the entrance through the main gate, is, then red Oak (Eik) trees will welcome fencing calves along the shoulder of the road. When autumn arrives, the red Oak leaves will fall off the streets like exotic blood streams.

After passing through the trees of the Oak forest, the eyes will again be swept to the beautiful artificial lake clear bluish water, there floating columns of beautiful orange-flowered Waterlily, there, full of fat wild storks and sleek canoe boats, moored on wooden cranes that jut far into the middle of the lake.

After passing through the artificial lake, then behind the shoots of Palma trees that pack exposed to the spectrum of the afternoon sun, sticking out tall glittering pillars supporting the portico of the main Byzantine-style building.

No kidding, the palace, in the aristocratic temple building, there were at least 3 chief servants, 20 general servants, 20 gardeners, 10 cooks, and 10 general servants, 10 Private drivers, 5 cattle nurses, especially Tigers and Horses Frederick loved, 2 health ministers, and 2 all-round employees who usually take care of electrical and tap water installations, and, that does not include security of security guards, their numbers cannot be certain to always change, depending on the situation.

Of course, we must also consider the nuclear family member who lived there, Frederick Moffin the Great Lord, and Lady Terracotta his scandinavian original wife, as well, she's a strict woman because the legendary Viking genes flow in her veins.

On the family's official list, Frederick's eldest son, Annelis Verland, and her husband Christopher, as well as their two children Ted and Sonia, then Frederick's second daughter, Chloe Riberia Moffin, a sensational brunette, and finally Perperone Guilette, a quiet, religious girl.

We don't have to include Jocelin Albert, because this wild male, who never settled there permanently, was an adventurous outsider, traveling the universe, like the nomadic Russell Penguin.

As soon as Jocelin arrived, just got out of the car, suddenly two nieces Ted and Sonia immediately scattered to him, he said, Anne the mother released their child like a fierce dog that had impatiently pounced on the thief.

The two wayward boys were excited to meet their Uncle who had been missing for almost four months, rather had not returned to Northingham, longing they did not play with Jocelin, he said, they are on the left and right sides.

"How are you Anne? Where's Chris?" jocelin asked her brother, because Anne was a year older than Jocelin.

"We're healthy, he's out with Dad, seeing Mayor Scot, and Elder Gryffin, maybe coming home soon!"

"Elder?" repeat Jocelin, even for a moment his footsteps had stopped when he said it.

"Yes, there are so many people who will be invited to eat with us tonight."

"A sudden yes?"

"Well, that's it."

While walking in, they continued to have a close conversation, before Jocelin was finally forced to lower the two wild nieces from the sling, because they had to duck in order to greet the Queen Mother, and then the Queen Mother, Lady Terracotta was gracefully sitting on her grand sofa in the family lounge, while nearby was also the Perperone Guilette who was fervently abducting the keys of the grand piano.

"Oh Pero look who this is? This my bachelor? Albert's the arrogant one?" Terracotta slapped Jocelin's cheek softly, like a full-blown satire in front of Anne and Perperone who were still solemnly staring at the partiture.

"How are you doing Mother?" Jocelin asked politely, as much as possible to ease the atmosphere.

"I'm really sorry!" jocelin said.

"Yes there, go take a bath, you're so dull and unkempt, I can hardly tell your shape apart from Simon the poor gardener" Terracotta continued to nag, and Jocelin used Terracotta's orders as an opportunity, so she quickly climbed into her room, undressed and took a bath to clean her body.

Basically, he did miss the atmosphere of this house a little, a house full of memories from childhood to adolescence, the people in the house treated him very well. Too good even, until he felt reluctant, and did not feel good himself in the midst of the warmth of this family.

All those sweet memories certainly can not be forgotten, even the outpouring of water from the shower that was opened as hard as possible was not able to wash the beautiful details of memory in his head.

***

06:31 PM

Hogsburn Valley, a small town in Russia located under the foothills of Roskova, a city formerly known as Kampung Britannia, after going through a long history until finally the village inhabited by the British immigrant community was developed into a prosperous city with their own culture, with customs that are still thick with the influence of their ancestors from the Anglo Saxon period. That is why most of the names of the people in the city or also their everyday language is still very British nuance.

Mr. Scot arrived early, he was a calm but disciplined mayor, his character was exactly like the city of Hogsburn he led, had a short chat in the living room with Frederick, before Elder Jorge Gryffin came, a leader of the Astharian shrine at Hogsburn, a figure of wise religious elders.

After that, one by one relatives and family colleagues arrived, including Major General Thompson, a respected military pensioner from Hogsburn, Sir Melgord, the owner of the local tivi, and Mrs Seryllian, the owner of the Burschref school where Frederick's children went to school, and so on, when it was felt that everyone had gathered, they went to the banquet hall.

They immediately stormed the long table, where at every point the hands were already full of trays containing***baked, Turkey, fruits, dozens of bottles of Wine, tea kettles, and so on, fat whole-grain breads, cream cakes with honey, and large pumpkins filled with Kinoa soup.

Each of them had occupied his seat, Frederick opened a small welcome from the host's seat of honor, before Elder Jorge Gryffin led the prayer, the sacred dinner began.

Full of the familiarity of small-town people who are still thick with ancestral teachings, of course, there is no cell phone lying next to the plate, like the behavior of the inlanders in the tropical country who do not know the table manner, here eating while fiddling with cell phones is an act of not knowing adab.

Surely it has become a tradition of the Hogsburn community as well, that dinner is not just filling the stomach with ****-***** drenched in butter, but dinner is a treasure of science, a place to exchange information, a place to, sometimes it is commonplace if there are people who are exposed to personal secrets, no wonder also sometimes disputes that cannot be resolved at the courtroom table, can be found a solution at the dinner table.

They discussed vineyards, barley fields, Raspberry harvests, then a little bit of fuss about corruption in the government, he said, in the end the free talk must have distracted Frederick on why these people were gathered at a table like today.

"Well, I think Gentlemen, everyone must have been impatient to hear the surprise I meant," said Frederick, so the attention of the audience was focused on him. He continued, "It was indeed very sudden, when suddenly I had to announce this news."

"If I see your passion, it doesn't look like it's going to be far from your daughter Fred's wedding" the mayor said.

"It's almost true Scot, but rather the marriage of our Son," said Frederick proudly, making the mouth part of the audience immediately form O.

"Praise God, what do you mean by Ananda Albert?" sela Elder's.

"Right Mr. Jorge, who else?" A moment Frederick looked at Jocelin, the handsome young man was only glued expressionlessly.

"Then, who's this lucky girl?" ask Major Thompson.

"Well sir, I've known for a long time that my son has been the subject of gossip for girls in our small town, from the chrysanthemum picker girl to the naughty lady at the whoring house to gossip about her, she was very popular even more than myself."

Audience chuckles.

"But, none of them, I mean, that I will not give this Son of pride of our family to a distant person, except ...." Frederick hung up as he looked at the audience waiting in curiosity, "My own daughter, Miss Liberia" he said, looking at Chloe who blushed shyly next to Jocelin.

At once the audience was suddenly rowdy, some whispered to each other, and some were wide open without a word.

"God is Great!" said Elder.

"I know, this is indeed outside the habits of our society, that is why I invite all the dignitaries, so that all the light and misunderstandings will occur later. Well, what I want to ask is, is the marriage of these two brothers against the rules, Mr Jorge?" ask Frederick.

"Oh! This question is indeed difficult, and I say it is out of our customs, even though we all know basically their brotherhood is not bilogically bound, it certainly does not matter genetically, it is not, even this is very good especially for Ananda Albert, raising him as a son-in-law is the best decision to raise his degree in the Moffin family, so well, if both parties are already in love, both sides are already in love, and as parents, Mr and Mrs Moffin have already approved, I think there is no problem." Elder explained, and everyone in the audience nodded their heads in mahfum.

"Thank God! I'm so glad to hear that, thank you, Mr Jorge?" frederick said, but when he glanced at Jocelin, his happiness was gone. His beloved young man was still silent, stiff as an undead.

"Son, I noticed that you were looking uninspired, is there something stuck in your heart?" Frederick's question immediately made the room quiet.

Jocelin set his breath for a moment, looked at his father's face with a deep gaze, then his gaze moved to Lady Terracotta. Everyone is waiting for him.

"Father, Mother, as well as my Sisters and all the Elders whom I have so much respect for in this meeting, previously forgive me for my foolishness .." she said, then she continued, "honestly I know that maybe you'll hate me after my dejection, Father, but basically I'll always try to obey everything you tell me to do, including this marriage.

"But, if I'm asked if I object to this marriage? I answered, yes! I object, but as I said earlier, I can't refuse it either, it's my devotion to you loving me all this time, which I certainly can't repay to death." Jocelin looked at Frederick, she saw the man speechless in astonishment.

"Father, I have no intention of embarrassing you at all, in front of our noble guests who are willing to attend tonight, but you always teach me to be honest no matter how bitter," he said, and Frederick was still listening without protest.

"I'll be frank about my objections. First, Chloe is my sister, until whenever I will always think of her as such. Second, it's the hardest, that I've loved another girl in my heart ...." Jocelin stopped, the entire audience flabbergasted. Jocelin looked at Chloe, the girl was silent but her eyes were restless, it was obvious she was trying to harbor disappointment.

"Once again forgive my stupidity, I will certainly be very sorry to myself, tonight a child who is ungodly has hurt the feelings of his parents, I who do not know this self. Whatever your decision is after this Father, I will accept one hundred percent" he said before he stood up from his chair and politely saluted his parents, as well as everyone present.

"Sorry, if I leave the banquet first, good night!" close it, before pulling away from the table, and all of them suddenly become pantomime actors, who are speechless.

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