The Possessive's

Slowly understand.

"There's no need to feel guilty for everything that's happened, sir. Let's just say this is a journey of life that must be lived, thank God I've improved." Hopefully with his words, can make Ansel comfortable.

"But they're actually after me. Ah, if only you had lingered a little while taking a snack for me." Again Ansel breathed his weight.

"So, sir intentionally did ya tell me at that time? Because you already know if they'll do anything to you?" Era was shocked to hear that remark.

For a moment Ansel was silent, he looked up at the sky-again the room. Then he breathed and looked back at Era, really as if he stopped breathing when he found this woman in front of him injured.

"Yes, I know if they're gonna do anything. Therefore, there are my people who come." Obviously brief Ansel.

Reviewing Ansel's words, Era confirmed that he also felt surprised when there were people he did not know following them when he met the client. Apparently, they are the men of Ansel. Both of them were silent to each other, as if they did not believe that something like this would happen.

"Here, there's a seat from mommy. They were here when you were still unconscious." Ansel put down a paper bag containing a deposit from his mommy.

"What sir?"

"I don't know, you can see for yourself."

Opening the paper bag that he received, in it there is food and also one outfit complete with a veil and also a veil. How touched the heart of Era when getting such attention, both corners of her eyes have been pooled water that is ready to drip. But it was tears of joy, which were then accompanied by a smile.

"Send my thanks to mommy Kiya, sir."

"Hmm, you can say it yourself." Ansel is indeed looking for a way to always be able to talk to Era.

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A few weeks later...

The state of the Goldprez company is currently in a pretty stressful situation, where the issue regarding snag its CEO. The report states that the owner of Goldprez is a mobster, who uses various means to get cooperation with various clients.

"Sir, it looks like our clients are demanding a lot to decide on their cooperation." Nayaka came into Ansel's room and showed evidence of the problem.

With her cold gaze, really Ansel was currently being completely unfriendly. No one dared to speak to him, as already some of his masterpieces and division heads were exhausted by his rampage.

At that time, Era slowly began to understand the character of Ansel. Now he plays a very important role for the situation, even though he had doubts. He ventured to make a sound, hoping that Ansel could be calm in the face of the situation as it is today.

"Master, can I talk to you for a second?" Era approached Ansel who still looked so tense facing the files before him.

"Cell, Bobby. Take the phone." Nayaka is contacted by Bobby, so he tells Ansel to receive a phone call from him.

Not the answer they got, but the sound of a crack from Ansel's jaw. The grip of both hands is very strong, visible from the veins of his hands are so clear.

"Woi! We're both considered statues of what." Snapped Nayaka who had exhausted his patience.

"Shut up!!" Reply Ansel no less harsh.

Even now Ansel stood up and pulled the neck from the shirt worn by Nayaka, almost his sturdy hand that threw a punch to Nayaka's face.

"Astaghfirullah, not sir." Era held that hand while it was about to float.

"Istighfar sir, do not let anger rule over you. Everything we can deal with calmly and without emotion, hands released huh." The burly hand slowly weakened and released its grip.

Sitting silently, Ansel let out a sigh and both his hands became a pedestal for his head. Slowly, the lips moved in uttering the sentence directed by Era. The face looked down and both eyes were closed for a while, but the moment made Nayaka startled instead of playing.

"Drink first, sir." Era gave a glass of water to Ansel.

Slowly the hand welcomed the glass which was filled with water, gulping it down at the words of the one who gave it. It just happened, Ansel easily complied. And that makes Nayaka the one who witnessed Ansel's change for real, if usually there will always be a debate and even a fistfight. However, this time the man was so obedient with one speech.

"Heh, apparently there's already a handler." The words just came out of Nayaka's mouth.

"Mr Nayaka, can we focus on the problem first." Era made Nayaka aware of his nosy attitude.

Hoping that if their master's emotions would remain stable, in order to be able to discuss everything calmly. Indeed, the issue that has spread is very wide usually poison the mind of the people who see it, even in a matter of hours they have to face considerable losses.

Found a situation that can be said to be safe, Era handed Ansel's phone which had previously fallen when the man would award a blow to Nayaka. The two glances of eyes met each other, then Era nodded her head in order for Ansel to welcome her phone. That's when the phone came back, Bobby.

"Hem, what's wrong?" Jawba Ansel received the call.

"We found something sir, I've sent it to your email. For the clan, everything we're investigating sir." Information Bobby gave me.

"Go get them, don't let Bob down." Ansel interrupted their conversation.

His hand moved quickly to check what Bobby had told him, a brief recording of someone's conversation. And Ansel recognized who the owner of the voice was, back the sound of jaw cracks was heard.

"It looks like they're challenging me, all right. Enough to play around. This time, I won't forgive you!" A firm grin appeared from the corner of Ansel's lips.

"Master, actually. What are you thinking, is there anything I can shape? At least lighten the load." Era said very sad, remembering his father who was also stubborn.

"Thank you Ra, but for this leg. I don't want you to get involved again, enough of what happened to you yesterday." Ansel tidied himself up and smiled at the woman he loved so much.