
Alvin leaned Zea's body into his arms. He was a little bit smoother that day. Whether or not this effect after getting off the plane makes Alvin's consciousness still buried. But it was not a problem, instead Zea felt he was a little lulled by Alvin's treatment.
Alvin rubbed Zea's head gently. The man looked up at Zea's tearful face, making Zea stare at him.
Cup
Alvin kissed the corner of Zea's watery eyes, but his eyes were still focused on the street.
"Sorry me! I was wrong!" alvin started to make a sound.
"Hiks" Zea cried hiding her face in Alvin's field chest. Apparently, Alvin's apology made Zea's tears flow.
Alvin let Zea for a moment while occasionally peeling off Zea's face and head and even hands.
Alvin also occasionally apologized to Zea. While waiting for Zea to calm down
Then, the quiet Zea stopped her sobbing. Making the clothes that Alvin was wearing wet his tears.
Zea didn't know what to do after crying. He closed his lips tightly, choosing to remain in Alvin's driving lap.
Alvin also seemed to be voiceless and like a person who reconsidered everything that had just happened.
Zea was silent as if daydreaming.
"I'll do it!" alvin arrived. Zea looked up at Alvin's face focused on driving. Zea's forehead frowned not understanding.
"I'll obey you! From now on, you are free to do anything, I will not limit it and I will lose my guard over you. Including allowing my people to no longer lurk you!" alvin scared Zea. He did not believe that Alvin would do that.
"Why? You don't believe my words?" alvin asked as if guessing Zea's way of thinking.
Zea lowered her head not answering. How could he believe? That every time he does something, it will be rejected by Alvin.
Usually the woman was always right, but in Zea's condition now. Zea brushed it off, that Alvin was always right.
"I'll prove it!" alvin said he took the phone he kept.
He pressed a button on the phone, until the voice of the phone call was heard and soon a man's voice answered.
"Can I help you, sir?" ask the man who is none other than Joe. Zea recognized Joe's voice.
"From now on I'm free from the task of watching over Zea!" alvin ruled.
"Yes? You're serious sir?" joe asked in disbelief.
"Yes! You don't have to watch and take care of her anymore. Tomorrow you can go back to headquarters" Alvin ordered Joe.
"Okay sir! I will do it!" reply Joe received orders.
Zea looked at Alvin in disbelief. The man really did it.
"Don't misunderstand me! I told Joe to come home tomorrow because he brought me and Geo" Alvin explained.
Zea didn't think about it at all.
Zea could only nod slowly, trying to understand what Alvin was doing.
Zea pensively and involuntarily leaned against the chest of Alvin's field. As with Zea, Alvin also pensively watched the road ahead.
"Every time I see something imperfect in front of me or something that doesn't match what I want, I get upset and angry" Alvin continued. Zea listen listen.
"Up to the top! When I fight or see the blood of my enemies. That's where you're right! I look like a devil with no mercy who will only obey the ego I want, even though I know it's wrong"
Alvin silently then glanced at Zea, wanting to see how Zea responded.
"Do you want to hear a story?" ask Alvin. Zea nodded in Alvin's lap.
Alvin smiled faintly feeling the nod of Zea's head rubbing against his chest.
"All right! I'll tell you a story. This is a story about a boy named Vini. A boy who lives with wealth and affection, but also accompanied by strong upbringing since he was a child, probably more precisely when he was able to speak fluently.
Well because of his wealth, the desire of the boy was always followed, it makes the boy very stubborn and even high-ego. But the special thing is, the boy can be independent and think further ahead, he is more mature than a child his age. Until finally the upbringing that the boy received, can adapt to the way the boy thinks, making the upbringing a personal pleasure to be the best without any mistakes! A perfectionist!" alvin continued, laughing.
"Life is fine boy! There's not even a problem. He felt behind his heavy burden, he could be as balanced as what he had. Until! His identity as a rich boy must also involve his life. It's been the target of many." Alvin stopped his words while contemplating.
"Continue?" zea looked at Alvin.
"At the age of 7 years, just when little Vini returned home from school, the boy found the kidnapping. Fortunately, all of these things can be destroyed. Increased security was tightened and kept an eye on every little thing Vini was doing. Until the little Vini was fed up and at the age of 8, the little Vini who felt safe, fled from his guard. But who would have thought, the atmosphere that felt safe was a disaster for him. A failed kidnapping! Succeeding that very day, the day when Vini defied and disobeyed."
"The boy was kidnapped and in a canister. Granted torture on his body, until several times the boy fainted. If only he had been there! Perhaps in just the blink of an eye, the boy would go crazy" Alvin daydreamed.
Flashbacks
"Ukhm!" little Vini groan whimpered behind the blow given by the guards at that place.
The small Vini is now placed in a room that is underground, a place with many iron bars in it like a prison.
That day Vini again got hit because Vini's stubborn and often rebellious attitude made the guard there furious.
The guard was indifferent to Vini's state of whimpering in pain. Until the door opens.
Drtts...
A man who looked older than his papi appeared from there.
"Fuck! What are you doing Ha?" the snapping of the man made the guard startled and immediately lowered his head.
"Sorry sir, I was carried away by emotions" the guard said.
Plakk
The man slapped the guard's face hard.
"Basic stupid! Handling a child like this is not good. Now quickly call the doctor, lest my plan fail because of your incompetence!" tell the man.
"Okay sir!" answer the guard.
The man who was not little Vini knew who it was, staring at the groaning Vini brought with a contemptuous look. After that he turned around leaving Little Vini.
"Basan little fucking devil!" Maki the guard after the boss comes out.
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