
When Lucifer packed his things. Mesya who heard the commotion immediately caught up with Lucifer in the room.
"Wash,"
Lucifer turned his head, seeing the influence that his brother had already considered walking towards him with a sad face.
"Sister,"
"Are we going?" Mesya looked at his sister's face with bruises on her face.
Lucifer nodded, "I'll get out of here. Moreover, this is indeed my deal with Mr. Bram. I have to leave when I'm 15" Lucifer replied, still packing his clothes.
Mesya. Mesya knows the deal. And today is the time for Lucifer to leave the Bramestyo residence.
"So I'll come with you,"
Lucifer turned to look at Mesya, stopping what he was doing.
"Sister stays here. If brother comes along we have no place to stay. If I'm alone, I can hitch a ride at a friend's house."
"Silver has savings. We rented a contract. Brother can't let you live alone out there. Brother is too worried about you,"
Lucifer smiled. Lucifer knew his brother would do that. But if she brought her brother along, her brother would definitely suffer along with her.
"Thank you for worrying about me. But trust me your sister this will be fine,"
"No, sister doesn't want to hear rejection. If you get out, brother will come out, too,"
Lucifer was silent, unable to argue anymore. "Huh, okay,"
Mesya who heard him went straight to his room, packing his clothes. While Lucifer racked his brain, how his brother was not suspicious of his work.
"I'll think about it later," Lucifer stuffed all his stuff in a backpack. And then waiting for her brother to finish.
"Son's done." Mesya appeared with two backpacks in his hand. Lucifer just nodded and after that they came out to say goodbye to the Bramestyo family.
When they were in front of Bram and his wife, Mesya said goodbye, resigning from his job. Both Ana, Alex and Bram don't mind. They were glad that Mesya had also left because they knew that Mesya was Lucifer's nanny since childhood.
"Go, and foster the bastard child. Don't let him wander obscurely and appear before me,"
Lucifer clenched his hand. But mesya who knew grasped it, gave calm to his sister.
"Good mistress. Then excuse me,"
Mesya pulls Lucifer out. He didn't want Lucifer to return his emotions and hit his mistress. And after the two of them came out of the Bramestyo residence, the two now sat at the bus stop to rest.
"Where are we going?" Mesya asked confusedly.
"I'll call my friend. Let them pick us up,"
Lucifer searched Rifky's cell phone number and called him.
Tut's….
Tut's….
Tut's….
Connected calls.
"Hallo bro, what's wrong? You're asking to be picked up now?"
"Fetch me at the bus stop not far from the Bramestyo residence. Bring one of your friends too,"
Rifky frowned. "Who are you taking?"
"Later you know. Oh yes, please find me a contract today,"
"Contract? Did you get out of that hell house?"
Rifky knew what his friend was going through. Rifky always said to retaliate and fight them. But his friend always refused with the word 'Leave it alone' And now finally his friend was really out.
"Hurry along. I'm waiting for you," Lucifer decided on a one-sided call, making Rifky snort bitterly.
"Patuity,"
Although annoyed with Lucifer's attitude, but Rifky did not mind. That child is like that. Rifky calls a friend and they pick up Lucifer and Mesya. Another friend was ordered to find a contract for Lucifer's residence.
When the two of them arrived, Rifky frowned when he saw a woman beside Lucifer.
Bruum…
Bruum…
Bruum…
The two went down and approached Lucifer, staring at Meysa whom they had never seen. Lucifer who knew the curious gaze immediately introduced.
"He's my brother, Mesya," Lucifer introduced his foster brother.
"Greetings, brother, I'm Rifky,"
"Message,"
"I'm Dion,"
"Message,"
The two shook hands, introducing each other's names. After getting to know each other, they went and headed for the contract that Rifky had found a friend before.
No need to take a long time, now they arrive in front of a small-sized contract. All down. Mesya looked at the contract. Well, it looks small but it's okay. As long as he is with his sister and takes care of her, Mesya is already happy.
"This is where we'll live, brother. I'm sorry if the contract is small" Lucifer actually wanted to buy me a house. But for now it seems like it can't, because if she does her brother will wonder where she got the money from.
"No problem. As long as we're comfortable, small is okay." The answer is stroking Lucifer's head in love. Rifky and Dion who were looking immediately cleared their throat, held back a laugh. It turned out that the cold face was often treated like that by her brother, very inappropriate and not in accordance with the character of Lucifer.
Lucifer glanced at the two friends with a sharp gaze unbeknownst to Mesya.
"Sister enter. I still want to talk to them,"
"Alright, brother go in first,"
Mesya left and now there are three of them. Lucifer crossed his chest, gave a sharp look and killed him.
"Hehehe. Sorry, that surprised me." Dion said he didn't want to get hit by Lucifer's taboo.
In contrast to Dion, Rifky instead frowns remembering the face of Lucifer when his head in elus Mesya. Lucifer is like an adorable cat.
"My sweet sister, this is elus' sister," Rifky acted like Mesya. His hand was about to touch Lucifer's head. But when the hand was about to touch his head, his hand was first choked and twisted.
"Ouch..aduh....aduh. Let go of my hand," Rifky grimaced as his hand hurt.
Lucifer did not take off. He gripped even stronger, making Rifky beg for mercy.
"Never mind.I won't mess with you anymore. Let go of my hand. If I break my hand I can't tape my girl anymore,"
Lucifer grunting. His friend could think of such a thing.
"Basic playboy snapper."
Lucifer let go of Rifky's hand. While Rifky snorted feeling the pain in his wrist.
"You are so cruel. Can't you be gentle like hello kitty?"
Lucifer immediately glared with his sharp gaze, making Rifky instantly silent.
"Fortunately friend. If I hadn't muddled that handsome face, "it could only be in my heart.
"Later in the evening you'll come by yourself or will I pick you up?"
"Come alone. Get my bike here,"
"Which motor?" Ask Rifky because Lucifer has two bikes. A super butut motor that has made the ear sling sore. One more motor sport.
"My butut motor. If you deliver my sport bike, you think I can answer my sister's questions,"
"Well, who knows, than I was wrong to keep nagging your sharp mouth,"
"Dare to talk again, I'm stuffed with my socks,"
"Okay.oke.we go first." Rifky doesn't want to argue. They both left Lucifer.
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