WIFE TO THE BLIND MASTER

CHAPTER 29 MEETING RAUL

"The food is intact, sir. Mr. Son didn't touch her at all" a senior servant told Darien. The man was upset. Inexhaustible with the figure of his brother who is stubborn and always troublesome according to him.

"What does he want?" tanyanya. Stared at the senior servant earlier, if you have to scold him it is not appropriate. The waiter is innocent. Even if they had to ask that, surely Son would not answer and even throw him out.

The servant could only bow down. Facing Son, no one can. Bi Mar who as the most senior servant in the main house often felt overwhelmed by Son's attitude.

"Go and rest. My son takes care of it." Darien would not go near his sister again. He walked with lazy steps. Why should he? He's the one Math always tells to look after his sister.

"Until when you don't want to eat!" Arriving inside the room, Darien immediately said out loud. His emotions have reached the crown.

YUMGGGG!!!!!

An annoyed Darien spilled everything that was on the tray. Son who was lying down quickly woke up in surprise.

"Don't make trouble in my house!" Son is upset. Not afraid to hear the mess Darien did.

"What did you say? Your home? Yourhouse? Don't be arrogant!" With anger still stirring, Darien dragged Son out of the room. He pulled it by force. Son who did not know with Darien's sudden harsh treatment, he could only resign. He wasn't ready to fight when Darien had to force him. His legs were dragged along with a firm step from Darien. He seemed to care less for Son who was walking around.

"Master, sir, please stop!" The senior servant who had just met Darien, tried to stop Darien's rude treatment of Son.

"Go! I said go!" Darien did not hesitate to throw out the senior servant earlier. Although the waiter was trying to release Darien's tight grip on Son's hand.

"Deliver!" Now Son is firmly releasing the grip of his hand. "Where are you taking me? If you want me to leave, this is not the way. I can do it myself!" he said defiantly.

"I'm tired of you! You are the cause of all the destruction that has been in my life! I don't want to take care of a sister like you. Who does not know thank you!" Once again Darien dragged her into an empty room. The room is intentionally not occupied. It's downstairs. Darien took her in and locked her from the outside.

"But you're in there!" snarl.

"Sir, what are you doing? Mr. Math will be angry. Mr. Son has not eaten or taken any medicine. Sir please give me the key." The senior servant begged greatly, he was really worried about the state of his master's son. What else Mr. Math has entrusted trust in him. If anything happens to Son, he's the first person to get angry.

"I said go! He's my brother. I deserve it. Go back to the room and rest." Darien passed away leaving the senior servant who was still silently staring at the door of the empty room.

"Don't try to call me." Darien commemorated the senior servant earlier before actually leaving.

"Sir, are you okay? I'm sorry, Sir." Although Son often frightens him with his madness, he feels sorry for the blind Son. With a heavy heart and wet eyes, the senior servant walked away from the room. His heart was so sad to see the incident. But he couldn't do anything.

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Both of his legs stopped in front of a small house that looked aged. The walls are already peeling inedible to age. The roof has been mossy for years. The front yard is not so broad he pijaki slowly because the soil is wet due to the rain that has just subsided.

The worn out door he knocked on several times. There was no sound in the house. He looked at the house next door. A resident of the house next door came out and looked at himself.

"Who are you looking for, miss?" ask him kindly. Sania walked over.

"Oh, Raul. He left for work this morning. Maybe I'll be home tonight." The neighbor stared at Sania's goal. A beautiful girl with a graceful appearance wants to go to the countryside that is very abandoned in search of her uncle who lives in an old house that is worn out.

"What time does Uncle Raul usually come home?" tanyanya again wants to know.

"No need, Miss. Sometimes until 9," he replied.

"There's no one at home? Where is my aunt? What's going on with uncle?" Sania asked her aunt's whereabouts but the neighbor knitted her brows instead, feeling puzzled.

"Auntie? Raul lives alone. There is no one here but Raul" he replied clearly.

"on your own? And Maria? My cousin doesn't live here either?" ask again.

"Okay, who else is Maria. That Raul came here alone, miss. He lives here alone. Never brought anyone."

The explanation from the neighbor earlier, was enough to make Sania hit. What exactly is going on? Why would his Uncle distance himself from him and choose to live alone in a remote village like this. What really happened to his family? Why become divided like this?

While waiting for the return of her uncle who was out of work where, Sania chose to go to the market. He was shopping for necessities for her and also his uncle later when he came home. Buy clothes and food to take home. And don't forget to buy it for the driver.

"Miss, how long are we gonna be here? Doesn't Mr Math allow us a day here? We should have been on our way home tonight, miss," said the driver, terrified. He was afraid that if he came home later, he would get angry.

"Sania hasn't met her uncle, sir. Uncle's gonna be home soon."

The sound of a motorcycle approaching. The light from the motor was blinding his eyes. Can't see who's driving it. When the motorbike stopped right in front of the house, Sania was standing to welcome the arrival of someone she had not met for a long time.

In a simple room. They sit facing. Raul shifted one cup of tea he had just made to Sania. He did not dare to look at Sania, he felt ashamed now.

"Uncle ...." The voice of Sania that she missed. His nephew is the only one he has. Her cheerful behavior that she had not seen for a long time.

"Sania, go home. Uncle is okay. Uncle is fine here. Your husband must be looking for you." Raul turned his face. He covered his grief. His current state, does not reflect the real Raul. He felt low in front of his nephew.

"Uncle, Sania's looking for Uncle. Sania went home but why was the house sold?" Sania tried to persuade her uncle to tell her a story. But Raul still won't open his voice.

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