The Substitute Lover

SEVEN SEVEN

On the other hand it was precisely at the underground headquarters of the Yakuza Clan, within the leadership of the Takkeru great family. Now looks the figure of a handsome little boy who skillfully plays some dangerous tools there. Surely under Marsel's supervision, and without Jovin's knowledge. Can be banned completely later if caught by the young man.

Secretly teaching Marsel some martial techniques and also how to shoot sharpshots on Zio, the boy also looks so enthusiastic about getting lessons from a more mature. It was already that the little boy was a genius, so just practicing for a few minutes he had easily absorbed the training. Marsel smiled broadly at the intelligence of the boy, so he wanted to have a child like Zio. But unfortunately his son is a girl.

Oh yea! by the way Marsel was married to Nita a year ago, and now he's been given a daughter so cute, they're married because of an accident if you know. Guess for yourself what accident they mean, What else if not pregnant out of wedlock, blame the hormone Marsel could not control it.

"Zio...you're not afraid if your Daddy knows? surely he will kill me" said Marsel, a little worried.

"ck...that's your business with my Daddy," he said casually as he sat leaning his back against the side of the wall with both hands tucked in his pants pockets.

Marsel bit his lower lip

Shit....why is this kid so annoying like his dad? if I hadn't remembered you were part of my boss, I'd have made sure you'd drown me at the bottom of the sea. His anger in the heart.

"did you see me like that? you're cursing me like that?" guess Zio on target. Makes Marsel swallow his saliva rough.

Ck..actually this boy who is the incarnation of the devil, why is it so cold.

"oh yes... may Uncle know, what is the purpose of you learning to shoot and also learn martial arts?," asked Marsel curious.

"of course to protect my Mommy" he said steadily.

Marsel smiled proudly at the figure of this little boy, he had an ambitious so high.

"but promise to Uncle, don't get me wrong to use your skill in playing weapons to commit crimes, you understand hm?," cried Marsel warned.

"em..I see," he said while aiming at his target point using a shooting weapon in both hands.

Honestly Marsel was very amazed by the ability of this little boy, he was sure someday surely he would become a great young man.

"Zio.ayo returned to the Mansion, before your parents learned of your mischievous behavior, what else today you also skipped school. Jeez.....," Marsel's badass because again he had to find an excuse to get the little boy out of a business called school lessons.

On the way home to the Mansion, Marsel accidentally turns the direction of Zio's school. It was as if they had just come home from school. Though in fact no, the problem of school lessons do not ask again. Zio without learning can also rank first, because his IQ ability exceeds above average.

"Zuo...Uncle doesn't want to know, you can't skip school again this is the last one. If you intend to skip again, then Uncle will complain to your Daddy so you are punished. You understand?" threatened Marsel seriously.

Which makes Zio clucked lazy, if you have to deal with the Daddy.

"yes-yes.I know, but there are conditions...Uncle had to teach me other martial techniques," his pinta, and was nodded in agreement by Marsel.

They also arrived at the Jovin Family Mansion. Zio got out of his car after Zia who had just returned home was picked up by the private driver. While Marsel immediately returned to his residence, by the way he misses his little daughter very much if you know.

Zia approached her brother.

"hey polar bear...Where have you been? you're truant again, aren't you?" ketus Zia, he slightly tilted his lips. Because it feels there is an easy goal to memorize someone's pocket money, buy it. Zia did go down a bit of a sneaky nature. No, more precisely the clever nature of Adira who incidentally his as Aunt the twins.

"if so, why?" he said with a shitty face.

"ck..so good-looking, I'm going to whip you at Daddy" exclaimed Zia with a sneer.

Zio rolling his eyeballs lazy, too memorized by the cunning nature of this little girl.

"my pocket money's a month for you, '" said Zio without further ado, he's not the type of kid who likes to talk a lot.

They entered the Mansion.

"i'm home.." exclaimed the second.

And in sahut by both parents who were seen sitting in the living room with Jovin who was seen busy with a laptop in front of him and Abila who was seriously reading a magazine.

"you've come home, baby, change your clothes quickly and we'll have lunch together" pinta the Mommy. And understood by the twins.

After finishing changing clothes they immediately headed to the dining room did not forget they had a fuss first when going down the stairs just because they did not want to side by side.

"hey.me first," snapped Zio.

"girl first, and you as a man have to give in" said Zia not to lose.

Until forced Abila had to shout wrath from the direction of the dining room.

"stop bickering.or you can't get your lunch rations," he growled, and successfully silenced the twins' chatty mouths.

They both sat quietly in the dining room chair. Zio was busy aiming for something that was somehow with his right hand holding a marble and he was close to his right eye while squinting his left eye. The sight did not go unnoticed by Jovin.

And.

"CTAKKKC.....

Right on target, Zio was aiming for something hole ornamental urn objects that were about three meters from the direction he was sitting. And successfully, the marble that he threw into the hole.

Suddenly makes Jovin frowned wonder, how could this child throw objects so precise on target at the age of his is still so small, as if he had been trained, Jovin's mind was suspicious.

"can you try again, boy...? Daddy seems interested" said Jovin in his flat tone.

Zio's not stupid to not be aware of Daddy's suspicions.

Oh... So Daddy is aware of my abilities. Well take a look at this old man...

His chuckle in heart.

Zio throws his marbles again, and.

"PRONG.....

The marbles hit the carving of ornamental plates in the closet until it broke apart, which was Abila's favorite item. Zio deliberately misses the shot if you are aware.

"Zioo....," cried Abila in shock.

"Daddy...Momm. who told me to," Zio shot a glance at his Daddy with a mocking glance.

Jovin scooped his face in frustration.

Shit, I've been trapped by this little devil again. God, I want to return this child to an embryo.

Be Jovin hit by his beloved wife and must be willing to spend black cards to buy ornamental ceramics that cost tens of millions of it.

While in the twins just giggled amused and mutually bertos ria, because it managed to blaspheme the Daddy. The child really has no morals.