
“His sleep is sound once” said the old man looking at Rhea who was sleeping fast. Yeah that guy's the Yadies Cartel the leader of the Vantoni organization.
The man who was with the cartel waited near the door while watching Theron's arrival.
The approaching cartel looked at Rhea close, a beautiful face and beautiful face in baluti with a tired face made the cartel a little compassionate to the girl. Iba's feeling that only flashed for a moment, Rhea was a very useful chess piece later.
"Let's play a moment with her" the Cartel's mind.
“You who?” The awakened Rhea rushed away.
The man who looked rogue in his room surprised him, plus a figure he had never seen before. Even if he was Theron's man there was no way he wouldn't tell Rhea, wouldn't it be rude for the subordinates to enter his master's room?.
“ah, your son-in-law is awake apparently” Small smiling cartel.
“Hosts?” muttered Rhea, but more important for Rhea the existence of her husband that she never saw. Looks bad condition for Rhea, added someone with a rifle waiting in front of the room door.
“I don't see my husband where is he?” said Rhea breaking the silence she tried to seem calm. Scared, of course. Only Rhea hoped today wasn't the same as that horrible night. The stranger who shuddered was in his room when Theron didn't know where.
The cartel chuckles , she sits on the bed staring at Rhea “ah, I keep her a little busy. In return for not inviting me while taking a wife” Instantly Cartel's remarks sounded serious.
"it's so bad, it makes me want to quickly eliminate herself in this world" the cartel squinted at Rhea, her joke sounding so serious.
Rhea was silent digesting the Cartel speech from the beginning she did not know very well about the background of Theron or Theron family were only a handful that appeared on the wedding day “So could you be the father of my husband?” hatch Rhea.
“Mm, maybe it can be said like that” Cartel seemed to think, he replied with doubt.
Rhea is so upset, this man shouldn't dare to show himself at Theron's house. Rhea recalls the story of Theron's mother who was killed by her own father. Rhea bowed in fear, the murderous man was now in front of her.
“Didn't I still be his father, isn't that son-in-law?!” he stared fixedly at Rhea as he grabbed Rhea's hand firmly grasping it.
"But you didn't do your part, so is it worth it to keep calling you Dad?" Unknowingly the speech just came out.
The cartel paused for a moment "Father remains a parent to be respected" the cartel grinned.
"So as a child he can't be disobedient!!" the chimps again, as if to corner Theron.
Rhea doesn't know about the real case about this family, so who's wrong and right here?!.
"Do you really consider Theron a child?" rhea hesitated.
"No!!" Reply firmly.
Rhea frowned, what the fuck this man seemed to be the most hurt person, even though he himself was evil. Rhea pulled her hand from the cartel.
Cartel glanced at Rhea her expression turned serious “even she did not tell you about the family tree, is it possible that she considers you?or.”
“Yeah, I often hear such remarks. So this time I will no longer be consumed by sedition” Firm Rhea.
“mm.. You can also” Reply Cartel.
The Cartel's view is fixed on the longest painting on the wall “Wah.. Wow what is this” Cartel went from sitting, he approached the painting of Maria Sandra which is displayed beautifully on the wall of the room.
"You happy or feeling worse? the boy you left behind is no different from you, he even impregnated a girl" The cartel stifled laughter.
The cartel carefully took down the painting.
BRAKK!!!
He threw the painting tight to the floor.
Rhea flinched, rushing up from her bed. After all the painting was important to Theron, from the beginning it seemed like the Cartel was intent on messing it up.
“You are a guest not supposed to damage the property of the host!!” Rhea was also upset over the actions of the man who claimed to be the father of Theron, but acted like he was not a father. Rhea took the painting on the floor but the Cartel stepped on the painting.
“Help you go back to sleep, I came here just to take this painting that's all!!” Rigorously.
“This painting belongs to my husband, you should give him permission if you really want my Mother-in-law's painting!!” Rhea won't lose.
“huh very funny" The cartel forcefully pulled the painting from Rhea's hand.
Rhea tried to force the painting out of the Cartel's hands. But the man carrying the rifle held Rhea not forgetting that the rifle was pointed at him, making Rhea did not dare to move.
The cartel pulled out a match he was carrying, in front of Rhea he burned a painting of Maria Sandra. The fire engorged the painting until ashes filled the floor.
He smiled evilly "i'm so happy" he said staring at Rhea satisfied.
"Truly not a father figure, how could you have done something that hurt your son. The painting was precious to Theron" Rhea held back her tears, only this time she saw such a cruel Father.
The cartel did not budge, he just moved his hand asking the man holding Rhea to release Rhea. The man obeyed the Cartel's orders quickly.
"You poor girl, I don't know what Theron promised you. I give you advice, I'll take you and my granddaughter if you choose to come with me" Take the Cartel.
"How could you say that!!" Rhea was getting upset. Rhea could not stop thinking about the figure of Theron's father like this, how the life of Theron all this time must be days are not easy.
"I'll wait" he said as he walked out, he even stepped on the ashes of the painting just like that.
"we will meet again, Son-in-law!!" his words while leaving Rhea who was still crying over Maria Sandra's painting.
The man carrying the rifle followed his master.
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Theron flinched to find the door of the house in the dilapidated. He rushed to run into the house, down the stairs.He stopped to see Rhea who was crying over the ashes on the floor.
Rhea turned to Theron "Your mother's painting was burned by your father" said Rhea feeling guilty.
Theron clenched his fingers tightly, he approached Rhea "No problem, most importantly he didn't hurt you" Theron hugged Rhea tightly, the sound of Theron's heavy breathing, irregular breathing.
Theron's gaze was sharp, from the beginning he was eyeing his mother's painting. If indeed he was after Rhea then he had done it from earlier. Lucky Rhea didn't do anything.