
"Assalamualaikum." - Fabian said his greetings as he entered his family's mansion.
There was no greeting or greeting for Fabian. The conditions in the house look quiet and deserted.
His head turned to the right and left to scan the whereabouts of his family members. In the heart, so as not to cross paths with the father or mother.
Fabian did not want his parents to see the bruises that adorned his handsome face.
A few steps into the house, Fabian yetap not meet anyone. Sayings alhamdulillah slid smoothly from his lips because it did not cross paths with family members or family household system.
Fabian swung his footsteps quickly and wide to speed up his body to reach the stairs. Ignoring the heavy feeling that lingered on his body.
The crumbling feeling is dim due to the tubi punch given by papa Bella is still very pronounced. Making Fabian's body feel stiff and quite difficult when used for walking.
With his chest pounding, Fabian thrust his feet deeper into the house. Until entering the living room the condition of the house still remains quiet like uninhabited.
The day had indeed changed the night, most likely both Fabian's parents and wife were in their respective rooms.
Even so with the household assistants, they must be in the back room where their bedrooms are lined up next to each other.
If the day before night like this the Fabian family household assistants certainly do their own personal routines.
In the Fabian family it is common to appreciate their domestic assistants. Household assistants are always given time to rest if they have completed the activity to provide for the needs of their master.
Both father, mother or Khey and Fabian are accustomed to serving themselves when the dinner hour is over.
They only ask for help from household assistants if something urgent happens.
When passing through the front door of the second room his parents Fabian slightly berijit not to make a sound.
Fabian did not want his parents to see his face full of bruises due to papa Bella's slap and punch.
If both parents knew, they would be furious. Especially the father who is one of the entrepreneurs who has a strong influence and abundant wealth.
Fabian did not want to prolong the problem. The problem is clear. Who made Bella pregnant has been found.
For that Fabian wants to close the case and does not want to involve his father. Fabian knows exactly how powerful his father's influence is in this city.
"Pig."
Hek.
The voice of the mother who called Fabian's name, made him gasp in shock. But after that Fabian immediately covered his shock by telling the mother.
Still with the position of his back to the mother.
"Yes bun."
Fabian tried to answer as normally as possible. Do not let the mother realize the nervousness that arrived ambushed her.
"Just come home, son?" ask the mother still standing right in front of the door.
"Yes, mother."
Fabian with the intention to continue his footsteps up the stairs to go to his room on the second floor.
In Fabian's heart, he hoped that the mother would not stop him until she found his bruised face.
"Why is it once a night?" ask the mother again, still in her place. The look in his eyes looked at the strange back of his only puppet boy who behaved like no ordinary.
A Fabian, however often he behaves rancidly but still will never ignore his parents. Especially like his current attitude that looks to ignore the mother.
Whenever the married teenage boy was about to go out or just get home, he would look for and kiss the back of his parents' hands. To tell him where he is.
But this time, Fabian's attitude was considered unusual by the mother.
Fabian's right hand moved down the black hat perched overhead. With the podisi face down, in the heart Fabian said a prayer so that the mother did not approach him.
"Oh so. Yes, I took a shower there." Mother tried to ignore the strangeness of Fabian. I was about to step into the dining room.
Just one footstep mother swinging. The middle-aged woman who was still clearly visible was flipping her body back towards Fabian, after recalling her order honey.
With a swift step following Fabian who was climbing the first rung.
Sets.
"Where's mom's deposit?"
The question arrived the mother who was followed by her left hand held by the mother, making Fabian lift his face towards the mother.
"Pig... Astagfirullah... What's wrong with your face, son?" my mother shouted with a very surprised face.
Shhsttt....
Fabian's startled effect reflexively put an index finger on his lips. Fabian did not want mom to make a fuss inside the house.
But the mother ignored it by immediately opening the hat worn by Fabian. Throw away just any hat.
Both mother's eyes widened with an open mouth to see the purple bruise coloring almost all of Fabian's face clean white.
"Don..." Mother shouted to call the husband because Fabian was only silent while lowering his head.
"What the hell is bun?" I sounded out from his room.
"See your son!" Mother with chest up and down. Both of his black beads could not be separated from looking at Fabian.
"Astagfirullahaladzim Bi, are you fighting?" dad scanned Fabian from toe to head.
"Keep not fighting." Fabian with a head.
"Why is your face so bruised?" ask dad in a flat tone. Although in the heart is very worried about the child but the father refrains from showing excessively like the wife. Although many questions in the mind of the father at this time.
Fabian inhaled oxygen inside then released it slowly. Then he looked at his parents and changed.
"Later Abi tell me. Now Abi ride first yeah bund, yeah."
The father nodded. He believes Fabian did nothing wrong. He really knows how his children are.
Unlike my father, I still hold Fabian's wrist tight.
"Yes..." Fabian.
"Have your wounds been treated?" Mother with a worried face.
"It's bun." Fabian nodded.
"Alright go upstairs. Clean yourself. Mother wait for your story." Mother by pressing her last sentence.
Fabian nodded weakly.
"Dad, you don't have to worry." Fabian looked at the faces of his parents with an upright face to convince both parents that he was okay.
Deg.
Fabian's chest thumped violently when he found Khey flipping his body away from the railing of the fence upstairs.
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