The Devil's Touch

The Devil's Touch
#82


Arsen goes around asking the villagers about Aron's house by showing him a picture of Aron from Maxime.


"Do you know this boy?" ask the mothers who came home to work in the tea garden.


The mother's eyes narrowed and looked at the photo on Arsen's phone and shook her head. "No, I don't know him."


Arsen nodded. "Okay, thank you."


Arsen walked to a small roadside stall. There were a lot of people in the shop who were playing chess.


"Excuse me ..."


Everyone looked at Arsen.


"May I ask, do you know this little boy?"


They all gathered to see the photo on the phone that Arsen was holding.


"This is Aron's mah" chirped one of the men there.


"Yes, his name is Aron. You know where the house is?"


"I know. Sir, you just keep turning right. There's a green house there, not too big."


Arsen followed the direction of the man's index finger and nodded. "Thank you, wait a minute."


Arsen walked back to his car and took two mumps of money and gave it to the man.


"This is for you, love your friends!"


Suddenly they widened their eyes to see the money in the hands of his friends. The middle-aged woman guard stalls was walking in a hurry just want to make sure that Arsen gave him fake or real money.


"Is this really Mister?" ask the man not to believe.


Arsen nodded and returned to his car. He went to the address the man had told him.


Arsen pulled the tip of his lips smiling. "Just as Max was at home living here, the villagers were quite friendly!"


Along the road that Arsen passed if not tea gardens, towering trees. Arsen stopped his car a few meters from the greenhouse in front. He was just sitting in the car waiting for who came out of the house.


Ten minutes later he saw Aron walking from the front while holding a clear plastic containing small fish. Aron is seen running small with a cheerful laugh looking at the fish in his pelastic.


The little boy turned to the green house. The greenhouse was really Aron's house as it turned out, the men in the small stall did not lie to Arsen.


Arsen still noticed Aron in the car, the front yard of the house was decorated with many plants.


Aron took off his sandals before stepping on the front porch. He knocked on the door and a middle-aged woman opened the door, smilingly welcoming Aron.


Arsen immediately aimed for his cellphone camera to take a picture of the woman and sent it to Maxime.


Fifteen minutes passed after Aron and the woman entered Arsen was about to leave the yard but it did not so when Aron came back out of the house while playing the money he held. Aron is seen walking to Arsen's car and Arsen immediately wears a hat, mask and glasses to cover his identity.


Aron seemed to be humming slowly. Then a middle-aged woman approached Aron.


They were talking right in front of Arsen's car. Arsenes could hear their conversation even though it was not very clear.


"Aron, what's Mama Zivania doing?" ask the woman.


"Bikin cake equal pudding, auntie," said Aron. "I'm going to buy some sugar first." Aron wiggled the money in front of his face with a smile.


Arsen immediately sent another message to Maxime.


His mother's name was Zivania.


"Have it, watch out Aron."


"Yes aunty," said Aron then walked back to the stall in the back of Arsen's car.


*


Maxime is still accompanying Milan, tonight he will meet the Daffa warrior who dares to tell people to rape Milan.


Milan was still sleeping in his bed, whether what medicine was given by the men to make Milan's body feel so limp and dizzy even though it had been given medicine from Aliandra.


"Sleep, I won't leave you ..." Maxime said as he slept beside Milan and hugged the girl.


"I don't go to school today" said Milan.


Maxime chuckled softly. "School wants to skip school, now don't you think about your school!"


"I'm bored" said Milan.


"You can't walk, you say limp." Javier said then menci*m Milan's forehead.


"Is your petshop not open?" ask Milan.


Maxime. "Not yet, tomorrow. I haven't found a trap cat in petshop."


"Trap cat?" Milan looked up at Maxime.


"Blacky before you die, you made a tool to threaten customers, didn't you? call it a cat trap because it traps my customers together when taking twenty vitamins and food in a petshop. You educated her to be angry with a dear customer ..."


Javier said with a smile pinched Milan's nose.


"I-it .. it's so that your petshop has a lot of benefits," said Milan embarrassed because it turns out Maxime knew the sneaky way.


"That's a good thing that customer failed in your cunning way! otherwise, I'll have to chat with them. It sucks!"


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