The Secret Girl of Mr. Thelar

Too Naive

"Yes, without exception." Teshar said while nodding.

"I didn't finish him off. Just take the lead and keep an eye on everything to run smoothly without a trace. Until the moment, I found a little boy begging for mercy, and I was about to order him to release the boy, but it was too late. My father's men fiercely shot the little boy mercilessly.” The teshar glared away towards the glass window.

“Justice, Teshar.” Jemmy tightly clenched his fingers. “Shit!” Jemmy swore annoyed.

“I'll be out of there soon. Because I didn't expect my army to kill an innocent child. My father said there was only Roy and his wife in the house, because his son was separated from his grandmother, it was not so."

"Then something strange happened, I saw a ten-year-old boy get off the taxi, about to enter the gate where it is full of terrible corpses and some of my father's men are still rummaging through the contents of his house. The face of the little boy was so similar to that of the girl who was killed in there, that my instincts told me to prevent him from entering."

"Then I quickly pulled the boy into the car, forced him to come with me with a gun aiming right at his temple.”

Teshar held his breath for a moment. There was a hue of raging anger that almost exploded through his red eyes towards Jemmy, who was still faithfully listening.

“He's not scared of me at all. He even asked me, 'What are my sins to you? What by killing me, you will feel relieved?' Yes, it was the silly words of a ten-year-old girl that made my anger peak, and I immediately thought that torturing her might be better, than killing her quickly. Though in the end his clear and innocent eyes soon dawned on me that the girl was indeed innocent."

"At that time I was only twenty-two years old, so I decided to hide it in the house that my parents built for me to keep the child alive" Teshar said with a pushy look. "I don't have any other choice."

“You want to obliterate him or keep him?”

“Two. At first I was going to get rid of him, but as time went on I turned to love him" Teshar said with a smile on his face.

“Then what are you really afraid of?”

“I'm afraid he knows what the past is, he hates me, or my parents kill him, or he leaves me. Everything's scary, Jemmy. I don't even want him out of the house just because of that. Just so that no one knows who he really is,” Teshar said with a look in my eyes.

“Are you sure, he's Roy's son? What if he turns out to be someone else visiting Roy's murdered son?” Jemmy started guessing.

“She's the twin sister of the murdered little girl. Roy and Kelly have twins, after I've been figuring out for years, it turns out that the information says that Clara is the child her grandmother raised as compensation for their unapproved marriage. Jeff as the adopted child of Clara's grandmother apparently liked Kelly, in order to keep themselves from angering Jeff, finally the grandmother never approved of the relationship of parents of Clara and Claire,” Teshar explained smiling irony.

“I'm sorry about everything you've been through, Teshar. But before you do everything, you should think about the bad first. So you can understand the risks of what will happen in the future.” 

“Iya, I'm sorry. I used to trust my parents too much. They always told me this without giving me any explanation. I was too naive back then, Jemmy.” Teshar puts his hair down.

“Then what are your plans after this? How do you deal with Clara? You should hide the truth about his family as much as possible. He could one day return to reply to you?” tanya Jemmy makes Teshar stricken with anxiety.

“I know that it was not my hand that took the life of his family, but I took part in it. As much as possible I will protect her from my parents.”

“Is that sad your parents, Teshar? Then what if Clara one day knows what you've been hiding all this time?”

“I don't know, Jem about how I'm going to be with Clara. But clearly, my father became even more sadistic after they lost his beloved son, a son who was a thousand times better than me and Kenan. I know what it feels like to be compared, just like what Kenan has felt so far,” he said again with a thin smile.

“Pity, You and Kenan should receive such treatment,” Jemmy said sympathetically. Teshar simply thinned his lips without touching. 

Teshar recalls his past. Why does he want to be what he is today, because he is competing with his brother who is so flattered by his parents. The difference is that Kenan makes chaos and lives wildly free, while he diligently tries to shift the memory of Jhony's existence by achieving and living as a shadow of his brother while still alive.

All succeeded so far, he was able to make both his parents proud and looks start forgetting their first child who has died.

“What will Kenan do after you meet the girl? Are you going to give up on him?” tanya Jemmy can make Teshar close his lips tight.

***

Bima Indira Residence.

Tracing the spacious and beautiful garden through the eye view through the glass window reminds Clara when she was at the Teshar house. Now the beautiful girl is standing up enjoying the atmosphere of the morning after finishing cleaning the room, preparing her own bath without the help of servants. They came right after everything was done. Clara wanted to get used to it.

“Why wake you up so early in the morning, anyway, Miss,” complained Mia protested how neat her state of nonanya rather than her appearance last night.

The two servants were now bringing breakfast to his room with regretful faces. Clara can only smile without responding to the babble of one servant named Mia because of her attitude that seeks to be independent.

“Breakfast first, Non.” Ina put the tray on the table. Clara immediately walked over. Last night he felt a little hungry until this morning will not miss breakfast to block the boisterous sound of worms in his stomach.

“Night the grandson of Mr. Bima named Kenan came to this room,” Clara said as she sat down and bit the sandwich in his hand.

“What! Wah ... You're okay, right?” mia asked worriedly, her eyes looking panicked.

“I'm fine. He's sleeping on the couch in the corner. When I woke up, the man was no longer around,” Clara was still enjoying her breakfast.

“Ohh, thank goodness.” Ina stroked her chest in relief.

Clara frowned in wonder, why the two maids looked panicked just because Kenan entered her room. In fact, Teshar had been in the room with him for twelve years and there had never been any problems at all. There is probably the man will put on the face of judes, not want to be disturbed by it. Very different nature with Kenan who is soft in speech.

“Be careful, yes, Non. You see young master Kenan is actually a female villain,” whispered Mia emphasized her voice.

“oya? What do criminals mean?” asked Clara while frowning.