The Will of Young Master

The Fire

In a building that is located far from residential areas, the former warehouse of Pradipta Corp., which is already unused. Two cars were parked on the east side of the building.

"All are in accordance with the command. Is there anything else needed, sir?"

"Nothing, Detective. Thank ye. This may be your last task. I've transferred the rest of the payment plus the bonus. May your life be prosperous and happy, Detective," said Firza giving his hand to shake hands with Detective Zeth.

"I'm sorry, Sir. For years I searched for it, hoping that at the end of this search I would find happiness, but it turned out that God had another will." The detective welcomed his client's hand in office for the past 5 years.

Firza just smiled wryly, realizing that the story of her life was so far away that she expected. However, he could not protest to the Owner of Life because in the belief instilled since childhood said, that everything in this world has its own time.

Just like now, Sebastian Riguna's time was within his grasp. Although the final determinant of his life is God's, Firza ensures that he will hold the breath of human life until the end.

Pyarrr ...

Sebastian's head was watered down to resuscitate him. He began to squirm but his body was not free because it was tightly bound to a chair. Once fully conscious, the middle-aged man tried to escape from the rope all over his body.

"Aware?" firza said coldly, he sat on a chair facing 3 meters from Sebastian.

"You... ?!?"

Sebastian's eyes narrowed to make sure his vision was not wrong. Despite the dimness, he was still able to recognize who was sitting before him

"Did Rayyendra tell you to arrest me? ... Where's she?"

"Do you expect him to catch you? What do you hope for? ... He's obviously more concerned with taking care of his wife who's about to give birth than taking care of a rotten piece of trash like you."

"I never had any business with you."

"It never is. But it turns out you created it."

Sebastian was silent, he was confused what the Vice President said where he worked first.

"What's inside your head that you hate the Pradipta Family, a loving family?"

"Well! Nothing to do with you! Did you forget you were just an adopted grandchild?" sebastian sneered.

"Yes you are right, but at least the Pradipta Family sincerely raised a child into his family, unlike someone who raised an innocent little boy just for the sake of his unreasonable revenge."

The young man stood up from his seat, staring at the partially chapped floor. Sebastian is confused by every word that comes out of Firza's mouth. The longer the atmosphere in the room without windows and ventilation it feels stuffy and tight.

"Can you explain why a father like you would shoot his own daughter?" Firza still controls the tone of her voice, even though in her heart was rumbling violently.

"Hahaha ... Do you really care, sir?"

" ... "

Firza kept quiet and closed her eyes, trying to keep her emotions in check.

"Who told the boy never to obey his father's orders. Try if he doesn't get in the way, he'll be fine now. So if he gets shot it's not my fault, it's his own decision, to give his life for his stupid unrequited love."

"BASIC KEPA*RAT!!!"

BUGH.

Firza punched Sebastian with a clenched hand that made him fall to the floor with the chair still tied to his body.

"If you can't love her sincerely, you should have just let the girl you shot sit crying alone until her brother came to pick her up twenty-five years ago."

DUGH'S.

Firza kicked Sebastian so hard that he screamed in the silence of the night.

Chuaqibus ...

A fresh burst of red spurt from Sebastian's mouth. The pain in the part that Firza kicked spread to the head. Nevertheless, he remained aghast at the word 'his brother came to pick him up twenty-five years ago'.

"Si--who are you?" sebastian asked stammered, his heart pounding erratically.

"I'm the sister of the little girl you took and you took away when there was a fire in area Y, but I told her to wait for me and not go anywhere."

Sebastian's eyes widened to hear the fact that had just been revealed. Her memory turned back to how she persuaded a little girl to come with her, and ended by adopting and changing the name Bella to Ramona Citra Riguna which aims to take revenge on the Pradipta Family.

"I sometimes laugh at my irony, the woman I really dislike in Pradipta Corp. turns out to be my younger brother."

" ... "

"If only you took care of her lovingly like the Big Lady took care of me. I will thank you and repay you for following whatever you want, even if that is the entire legacy I got from the Big Lady .... But, unfortunately you are a greedy and greedy human form of the devil."

" ... "

Sebastian said nothing more. The fear of attacking him was overwhelming, he had never seen the darkness and cold aura encompassing Firza's figure before. If only he could see the look on the man's face, he could pee in his pants. Squatting down, Firza faced Sebastian in the face.

"The course of hell is God's prerogative. But with your actions being no different from the devil, I'm sure you'll be placed in hell. Do you know what's in there?" said Firza coldly.

"A-what do you want?"

"Mr Sebastian Riguna as a form of gratitude to you for giving my sister the family, I will reply with a simulation to face the heat of hell fire, so that you are not surprised again when God put you there."

"A-- paaa!?! You're crazy!"

Laughing sounds were reflected in the room. Firza's laughter is very loud and makes the feathers of anyone who hears must be goosebumps. He walked to a dark corner of the room and picked up something that looked heavy in both hands.

"I'm sorry I just found Bella when she was helpless. But I'm more sorry to see him give up and decide to bring the love you call a trap in his duty. You think raising a child is the same as recruiting what soldiers? Haha ... Unfortunately you don't regret at all your sins."

"What are you doing?!?"

Firza rambled while pouring liquid with a pungent smell on the floor and Sebastian's body tied to a chair. Although Sebastian is screaming to stop his actions, Firza doesn't care. After two large jerry cans he emptied, he then reached into his pants pocket to reach the lighter.

"Baji!!! You want to burn me alive, huh!!! Do you know what happens if I die? You're going to jail and Pradipta Corp.'s stock is going to freefall because of you!"

"God! Shameless, instead of repenting and asking for forgiveness, threatening. Just so you know Sebastian, I don't care about Pradipta Corp. and myself. I only care about the pain you're going to get tonight" said Firza, pulling her lip line up slightly.

Clickable.

Firza pressed the lighter until it came out of the fire, then he threw it on the floor he had poured gasoline on.

BLAPE

AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH

A long, painfully deafening howl, thrashing from the tight bonds that entwine it but never letting go. Firza just smiled blandly at the horrifying sight before her. A human body that is confined to a fire that seems to judge all its sins.

Slowly he walked out of the room and closed the door. Then with quick and long strides he left the warehouse. A number of gas cylinders have been opened valves and placed at strategic points that will devour this building in case of an explosion. Now all he had to do was get away from the place before he caught fire. Firza would not be willing if his death was in the same place as Sebastian.

The fire began to chase behind him, as quickly as possible he ran and grabbed his car parked in front of the warehouse exit on the east side.

Mm-hmm .,..

Firza stepped on the gas and drove her car away from the warehouse before the explosion. Sure enough, from his current position, he could hear and see clearly the former warehouse was burned to the ground without rest by the blazing fire. She leaned herself against the steering wheel. Her tears were flowing profusely describing how much pain she had to feel. The pain of a moment he was forced to remember and pass back, a blaze.

...***...

At the same time, in a different place. As balance is created, there is night there is day, there is black there is white, so there is happy there is sad.

That night, Ray tries to persuade Litha to loosen his wife's excessive concern for her own sister.

"Mas, I don't know what you were talking about with Nia this afternoon, it could make her sleeping hours return to normal. Thank you." said Litha tightening a hug to her husband in the bed.

"You don't want to know what I'm doing until the insomnia goes away?" ray asked his wife's head.

"What?" Chief Litha looked up at her husband's netra.

"I'll let him learn how to drive a car."

"Yahoo!?!" surprised Litha instantly took off her embrace. "Why did you give him permission? A year ago when he fell down because learning to ride a motorcycle had made me short of breath. Now even-"

Ray drew his wife's hand and repositioned himself as he was when Litha thanked him, "That's the way, you see how barren he is now. Our wasp is so agile with his bike, I don't think it's wrong he learned to drive a car, or whatever he wants. Don't be afraid he's hurt, he's grown up, honey ..."

Litha sighed, "But still, until whenever she's little sister to me."

"But that doesn't mean it's the sister you keep carrying, does it? Which you didn't let him learn to walk just for fear of falling."

Litha was silent, she understood the meaning of the analogy and where her husband was talking.

"I just don't want to see him cry, Mom. The way she cries now really makes me sad," Litha said softly.

"You mean?"

"Since stepping on High School, he cried without a sound. As sad and as painful as he felt, he could not make a sound if crying, only tears. Her tears were the loudest among the three of us. And I know it's something that's really excruciating for her."

Ray choked, this afternoon also he watched his sister-in-law cry silently, only a slightly shaken shoulder and a hand that rubbed many times into the corner of his eyes.

"Why is he like that? Is it because your father died?"

Litha shook her head slowly, her face was gloomy considering that time, when she had to catch a train to City A and came to her sister's school as a guardian. With a vibrating voice Litha told me how until Vania could not make a sound when crying.

Ray's gaze glared at the ceiling of the room as Litha told him. He knew very well what his sister-in-law felt at that time because he had experienced it and still remember the pain even at a different level.

The field-breasted man grabbed his wife and kissed her head many times, "Lith, Vania is not only your sister, but my sister as well. I love him as much as you love him. If you don't want to see her cry, I don't want to either. But let's not let that reason make it like a frog in a shell. He has tried his best to fight for his pride, let us not pull back ... Our support with keeping him, dear .. not banning him."

Litha was silent, she did not argue with her husband because there was truth in her sentence.

"Trust him ... There's no need to worry too much about her, she's now much better at taking care of herself than you think."

"Engg ... Alright ... I allowed him to learn to drive a car, but there was one condition. At least it'll make me calmer."

"What?"

"I only let him learn how to drive a car, that Assistant Yan taught me. Other than him I don't believe."

"Why?" ray asked her brows.

"Mas! Aging in a car between a man and a woman was extremely alarming, except for Assistant Yan. I'm sure he won't mess with Nia, at best they just satirize and reply. Even if you don't have to be Yan's assistant, look for a female teacher" Pinta Litha.

Ray looked like he was thinking about something, suddenly he smiled happily. Of course happy, because he can prank his best friend and sister-in-law at once who often make it upset lately.

"Mahaha ... Die you two! I'd like to see what if your relationship as a teacher and a student. Your debate will have no end. Ahhhaha ..."

"Why Mas? How's that smile?"

"Ah .. no. I agree to your terms. There was no teacher as good and as patient as Abyan to face Vania," said Ray held his smile so that his wife did not suspect.

"Yes, at least if Assistant Yan becomes her teacher, she can be more polite to him. Sometimes I am very embarrassed and uneasy at Assistant Yan and Aunt Lidya with Nia's impoliteness and sassiness."

Ray couldn't help but smile at the look on Abyan and Vania's face when he found out tomorrow morning.

"Why did you smile all by yourself?" Litha pinches Ray's sixpack.

"Because you're so beautiful tonight, my wife ..."

"Helpshhh ... "

Litha tried to take off her embrace, she memorized her husband's behavior at night, including when suddenly praising him.

"Why did your finger pinch my stomach? Should've squeezed my cane that was up."

"Eh ... Doesn't it pity to see me serving you when my stomach is this big?" elak Litha pointed to his stomach.

"Heh, pity what ... You do not look at all tortured or bear pain, you even more enjoy it. Gai*you're getting smolder and you're getting faster at orgasm*me these days, how can I not be more tempted." Ray had put his big hand in his wife's nightgown, exploring every curve that made Litha mende*sah's moist lips.

Litha's mouth and heart were out of sync, she did feel tired from the day she accompanied her husband in the office, but she was very happy to steal a look at her husband at that time. Never before had Litha seen Ray work directly, although the busier Abyan was still the eyes of a woman who was drunk with love, it was still the man who worked harder.

"Now you're the one smiling to yourself, huh? Are you thinking about me?" ray asked as he kissed his wife's neck and shoulders unceasingly, sipping the distinctive scent of Litha that always catapulted his passion.

"It was so sexy in the office," said Litha shyly, her cheeks blushing red.

Ray chuckled, he was very happy to hear it and the burning desire became even more burning, "As long as the doctor does not forbid me to immerse my wand in your narrow cave, do not expect you to run away."

Litha stared in her husband's bead, "I will never run away, it is I who will bind you tighter, My husband." Then he kissed the lips of the man who had possessed his heart and body wildly.

Late at night, a pair of human beings were fomenting a burning fire between them. Fire with a meaning that is inversely proportional to the previous blaze. The flames that balance the earth from the flames of pain and sorrow elsewhere.

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