The Shackles of the Lord's Love

Chapter 11 ~ Trauma

This day Lio continued to follow Lala without the little girl noticing. Although always smiling but occasionally he can see Lala rubbing his back.

"Suster," called Lio when he found out where Sister Elisabeth was.

"What's up, Lio?"

"Em, does the nurse have any rubbing oil? I saw a boy named Lala who was accidentally hit by a kick from Genio. It looks like he's in a lot of pain."

"really? Then bring Lala here, let the nurse see the wound."

Lio nodded, happily carrying out his duties.

"Lala" he called out to her when he saw Lala sitting alone looking at the beautiful stars above.

Lala looked over, the little girl smiled. "Nobody was that, right?" ask her in a cute voice.

"Yes, just call me Lio's sister."

"Em, Brother Lio, what's calling me?"

"Come with me, your wounds must be treated."

"Wounds? But I'm not papa, brother."

"Sstt, come with me. Come on."

Lio pulled Lala's hand, until the little girl inevitably followed in the footsteps of the handsome boy.

"Suster, this is Lala."

"here, Son. Let the nurse see!"

"No need, Sister. I'm fine."

"Don't argue with the nurse, if your wound gets worse how?"

Hearing that Lala became a little scared, slowly she stepped towards the sisters.

"Geez, it must hurt a lot. It's so wide."

"aww. Sister, sick," said Lala grimacing.

While Lio and the other friends stood up and watched on the side. Seen on Lala's left waist was a bluish black mark, shaped like a crescent moon.

"Lala, why is there dirt on your waist?" ask a girl while rubbing the black mark.

"It's not shit, honey. It's a birthmark" explained the sister with an amused smile.

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Bruckk.

Ayla faints and Genio immediately catches her. He rested Ayla on the back of the chair.

"Who are you? It's very brave to warn me" said Marvel sharply and coldly. But his pair of eyes continued to look at Genio's hand that was fixing Ayla's hair.

"Sorry, Sir. I just don't want you to kill an innocent man. Some of this lady is new here, maybe she doesn't know that this food is forbidden" Genio explained trying to ventured.

"He really wants to look for death" murmured Agya.

"Sir, she's Miss Audi's personal driver. She's also new here, so her attitude might be a little sassy ..," said a pretty girl who looks a bit like Agya, he was in the kitchen and heard the commotion so he came straight to see.

But Marvel did not budge, the gaze turning to Agya who was standing not far from there. "Agya, gather all the waiters and chefs here. Now too!"

"Huh? .. well, sir."

"And you, take him to the back shed!"

"Good, Sir."

"Congratulations," Inner Genio. The man in front of him was indeed similar to Edric, but his behavior was very different. This man was far more ruthless than his former cousin's brother.

Then Genio carried Ayla ala bridal style and passed Marvel just like that. I don't know what Marvel was thinking, but the man clenched his hands tightly as if desperately holding something back.

5 minutes later, all the servants had gathered in front of the dining table.

"Master, everyone has gathered here" Agya reported. Approximately 15 people both waiters and chefs have stood before their masters by marching into 3 neat rows.

Marvel nodded. Staring at all the servants there he said, "Aunt Rachel, go and see the woman! See really whether he's dead or not."

"Well, sir," Aunt Rachel replied and immediately moved on from there.

"The line to my left, number 3. Forward up!" tell the man coldly and flatly.

The waiter who was asked to come forward also trembled. It felt as if both of his legs were fixated and could not move to fulfill the master's orders.

"Don't want to go forward on your own?" ask Marvel while grinning. The right side is very scary.

"Yes, sir."

"Done up!"

After saying that one meaningful word, Marvel just left from there.

"You want to stand there or I'll make you really not move out of there without the help of anyone else" Ken said.

With a violently shaking body the servant advanced slowly. After standing in front of his friends, the maid immediately knelt down while tightly holding Kendrick's knees.

"I'm sorry, sir," he said shaking while crying bitterly.

"You know what you've done? You forgot the terms before you got accepted to work in this house?"

"I'm sorry, sir. I really won't repeat it."

"You won't have a chance to repeat it again." Ken said coldly, even this man's grin is far more sinister than Marvel.

Dor.

"AKH." OH." The waiters were screaming hysterically. But behind that echoing cry, there was a servant who was relieved that luck was siding with him.

While in the back shed, no, precisely in the warehouse that had become Ayla's room. The girl also screamed when she heard the echoing gunshots, but she had just regained consciousness from her stupor.

A shadow appeared in his memory. "I've died?" inward Ayla while remembering that she had been shot to death.

"Argh," the girl screeched as she felt pain in her head.

"Oh, Ayla. You're not papa?" ask aunt Rachel for attention.

"Ayla?" muttered Genio, for some reason he felt this name was quite familiar.

"Ayla Navara?"

"Yes." Yeah." Aunt Rachel answered at a glance. Because his attention was back on Ayla who looked frightened and anxious.

"He's really Ayla? I have to tell him that I'm Darier, "inner Genio is happy.

"Aylla ...."

"What's wrong with her?" Suddenly a cold voice was there. Looking at Ayla who looked frightened, the man then approached.

Aunt Rachel who could always position herself finally retreated and walked out of the room. While Genio was still glued and stood still there.

"Sstt, let's go out first" aunt Rachel whispered as she pulled Genio's arm.

"Wait on! What's your name?"

"Ge-genio, sir."

"You go and stop Audi to see the kitchen!"

"Good, Sir."

Both men came out. Now only left Marvel who is loyal to look at Ayla who always looked down with a body shaking.

Slowly the man stepped closer, then held Ayla's arm. "Akhh," cried Ayla in shock.

The girl looked up with tears flowing down. "Sister Edric," he softly and without much talk directly hugged the man in front of him.

"Once again he called me Edric," Marvel's inner being upset as he pushed Ayla. But the intention was scrapped when he saw the girl's shady face that looked so comfortable in her arms.

"I miss you, you know? I've been having a long nightmare for a few days. I-I'm scared, brother."

"So you think of me as a nightmare?" ask Marvel with a fierce look.

Ayla reflexively looked up, hearing that cold voice made her aware. This was not his loving and affectionate brother Edric.

"Sir-lord." Ayla immediately moved to break away. But Marvel still held him back, even his embrace tightened to make Ayla difficult to breathe.

"After using me as someone else, you're just gonna take your hands off?" looking at Ayla's change in face, the girl looked scared and anxious at the same time.

"You need to remember! Nothing in this world is free for you. This hug also has a price," he continued, smiling smirk. The left smile that made Ayla shudder.

No, he can't resign. So was Ayla's determination in the heart. And in the next second he bit off Marvel's arm and pushed firmly against the man's field chest.

"Argh," cried Marvel reflexively removing his shackles on Ayla. Ayla took advantage of the opportunity to run out.

Dorr.

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Tbc.

Hello everyone, according to the title and theme of this novel. So, Marvel won't be so easy, guys. Please be patient to wait for their wonderful time & ire.

Warm regards, Joy.

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