Young Masters

Aunt Ahn

The two old woman's eyes trembled, with her face turning solemn as she stared at a black sedan car that had stopped across from her shop.

Just by eye contact without any spoken command, the woman rushed to close her shop, entering whatever she needed to enter. Preparing to welcome the guest that he was actually not expecting his arrival.

The woman did not prepare anything, because indeed she had nothing but just a glass of water in her house.

But it will not be a problem because he already knows very well the person who now enters his house without the greeting.

"Sir.."

Kris, the man looked calmer than usual. Ah. No, she has not been controlled by her rarity for a long time, maybe since Yuhi left home, her emotions have become more stable.

"Don't see you in a long time, Aunt Ahn."

At least it was the most gracious greeting the old woman had ever gotten from her master.

Aunt Ahn was indeed the most loyal person to serve Kris with all the bad temper of the man. The old woman knew everything even though she also had to pretend not to know when in front of Yuta and Yuhi.

She knows all the stories that Yuhi and Yuta want to know but on Kris's orders, the woman chooses to keep her mouth shut. She knows her life is worthless at Kris's hands, and aunt Ahn feels she deserves to live despite the sheer scope of fear that leaves her claustrophobic.

"These boys visited you a while ago? " Kris sat leaning back by crossing his legs on the old chair of the reot in the fishy-smelling hut as it was crammed with aunt Ahn's trade fishes. A guard stood guard at the door.

"Yes. They just miss their nanny." Answer the woman as she is.

Aunt Ahn is Kris's subordinate and perhaps she will forcefully follow Kris's orders, but on the other hand the woman will still try to keep Kris' emotional point in stable mode if it concerns Yuta and Yuhi.

"Yuhi had a fight with her husband, just a husband and wife problem in general, and she came to me." Added.

"That girl, I felt tormented seeing her, but I couldn't afford to eliminate her." Kris growled with both hands clenched.

"Sir... Why don't you tell me the truth? Wouldn't it be better if they knew everything and didn't see you as a monster?"

"No. I don't want them to sympathize with me. "Kris' words paused because his chest suddenly felt tight just because he was going to say the sacred name.

".... he was very similar to Yukina. "the man lowered his head with his clasped hands and shoulders trembling with tears.

Kris crying?

Yes, a bringas seemed to also feel the moments his emotions fell. This is the only thing that makes aunt Ahn convinced that Kris is still a human, not a demon as people say.

Kris often shows his weak side in front of the old woman and that is what makes aunt Ahn feel that Kris is also worthy of pity. In spite of all his brutal actions. The man was actually the one who suffered the most.

"I probably won't be able to hold it any longer. I'm old, my life won't be long. I don't want to die and leave misunderstandings among your family." Aunt Ahn patted Kris on the shoulder just like a mother who was calming her son.

"Being a silent witness about you, and Yukina's death wasn't easy. Hearing Yuta's every disappointment and Yuhi's grievous cries made my mouth unable to remain silent. I always wanted to talk and tell them everything. I beg of you, let me...."

Aunt Ahn was very careful in choosing each sentence. Even he deliberately hung his last word to observe any changes in the face of Kris.

But as she makes eye contact with the old woman, Aunt Ahn finally finds out what's on her mind. Kris would give all those decisions in his hands, whether he wanted to talk or stay silent, Kris would no longer play games with his life.

"I'm home. Eat well, for you must live." Those were the last words the man uttered before he left a wad of money at the table and left.

The master has changed. His hard heart was finally able to melt after all these years. Aunt Ahn smiled, as if she was looking at despair at the end of despair.

The old woman cleared up the money that Kris had left behind, and was about to reopen her shop when another cold came to her.

A person with a similar but different aura stood stiffly in front of his entrance. His gaze was sharp but his facial gesture seemed to soften.

"Yuta."

...******...

"Chenle..."

"No Yuhi. You can't come."

"Hey.. I could be your translator in Japan." Yuhi continued to press and followed Chenle along the hallway to the campus sports hall.

"I can hire someone else for it. "

"Chenle.."

Yuhi still continued to whine and pull her jacket. It made Chenle have to sigh and stop for a moment to give the girl some understanding.

"I went to Japan only 3 days to take care of the cooperation of the nakazono project. Maybe there your papi will come, so you're not here. I don't want you to meet him."

Yuhi pouted. Chenle was right, Yuhi did not want to meet Kris, but more than that, somehow Yuhi had a strange premonition that made her unwilling to part with Chenle.

"He won't touch me as long as you are. Instead, I was worried that he would do something bad to you. Nakazono Hotel is no ordinary place. Like a bunch of yakuza gangs, Nakazono is their headquarters."

"Yuta will take my side and he won't let me get hurt."

"Zhong Chenle !!"

"Zhong Yuhi !!!" Chenle replied to Yuhi's high tone with an even higher tone.

The man's gaze was not playful as he stared at the two agitated Yuhi's eyeballs. Chenle was well aware that Yuhi was worried about her but even if something bad happened to her, Chenle did not want Yuhi to come into that danger.

"I hope you don't forget your first name now. You are Ms. Zhong, and I am your husband who is worthy of you. This is my order, please don't argue with me."

Yuhi let out a heavy sigh. In the end he gave up on persuading Chenle to ask her, but in her Yuhi was still trying to find a way to get to Japan without being discovered.

Seriate....