[TLS#1] Senior
SENIOR 17

The middle-aged woman with glamour fashion walked so haughty yet graceful in the apartment lobby. The expensive branded bag hangs beautifully on his left arm. Her legs are leveled into the elevator to someone's apartment room.

Ting!

The woman swung her leg out of the elevator. The foot stopped in front of a room with the number 121.

Geck! Geck!

Several times the woman knocked on the door. Before long the door opened, displaying a handsome young man with a flat expression.

Plaque!

One slap floated on the guy's cheek. The woman pushed the man's chest slightly back. Without permission, the woman walked in and threw her branded bag on the sofa violently.

Alka, he just stared flatly at the woman.

"Would you like to come here?" asked Alka in a cold tone. Seeing the woman made her hatred open to the surface.

The woman screeched cynically. "You want what you said?" the woman walked closer towards Alka.

Plaque!

"What are you doing with your own sister?!" the woman shouted furiously in front of Alka.

Alka laughed heartily. A little stroking his cheek that didn't feel anything. "Sister? Since when do I have a sister? Didn't you cut off our brotherly relationship 4 years ago, Mrs Megan?" touch Alka with a slanted smile.

The woman named Megan breathed. Megan turned around to pick something up in her bag. A red map. The map was thrown and landed on Alka's chest.

Alka was staring flatly at the map she was in her current grasp.

"You're satisfied now huh?! After hurting Samuel, now you're taking over 45 percent of Mahardika Group's shares. What do you really want?!" cerca Megan with overflowing emotions.

Alka calmly flipped over every single sheet of documents on that map. There, it is seen that 45% of Mahardika Group's shares became in his name. And Samuel Arion Mahardika, got a 55% stake. Alka's eyebrows cringed.

The black netra shone a puzzled look at Megan who was looking at her hatefully.

"Then what's to be in trouble?" asked Alka calmly.

Megan gritted her teeth. The woman snatched the map in Alka's hand violently. The map was crashing on the table.

"I don't accept, if you get that much Mahardika Group stock. That's not fair!" Furious reading.

Alka chuckles cynically. "You're blind what? Your child gets 55 percent of the company's shares. Not that it's more, even this is far from fair."

Megan stared irately at Alka. "45 percent of the company's shares are too much for you! That would be much fairer, if only you were not an illegitimate child!!" Alka stared intently at the forefinger pointing at her face.

Alka's hand was raised holding that index finger. Squeeze it and then twist it until the woman grimaces in pain.

"Jaga your talk!" hissing Alka sharp. The woman jerked roughly her hand to escape from Alka.

"Why? You don't accept your status as an illegitimate child? Hmh!" Megan squeaks cynically. "Then what do you want to call a child born from the results of a cheap woman's affair?" continued Megan.

Alka growled, the boy's eyes flushed in anger. "My mom's not a cheap woman!!" snapped Alka furiously.

Megan laughed and clapped. Highlighting cynical on Alka. "Not a cheap woman? Keep what?! Seductress? Or actors?"

Alka dark eyes. The guy groaned as his head suddenly hurt. The scorpion tattoo is back. As a sign that Alka's self is now controlled by another person, without Megan knowing.

Plaque!

One slap landed on Megan's smooth cheek. Ironically, the corner of the woman's lips was bleeding.

"Once again you say it carelessly," Alka pulled Megan's hand and squeezed it until the woman went back to grimacing in pain. "Gue's gonna break your hand, just like your bad boy!" Megan was a little surprised when she heard Alka's way of speaking was different, plus her physical changes. But the woman chose not to care.

Megan gritted her teeth, then jerked her hand.

"Remember, I'll get those shares back. You, don't expect to get everything. You and your mama are just real in the Mahardika family!"

"Go before I do anything you don't want to do rasain!" Alka pointed right in front of Megan's eyes. "Gue still has the same grudge, if you forget!"

With pleasure, Megan went from there. But the woman stopped for a moment when she saw a girl at the door of Alka's apartment who was sculpting. Megan looked flat at the girl, while the girl just looked straight at Alka. Megan left from there.

***

Meira pecked at the door of Alka's apartment. The woman's words were ringing in her ears. Bastard son? Child of infidelity? Cheap lady? A teaser? The actor? Everything revolves around Meira's head.

The girl gasped in shock as Alka pulled her hand violently into the apartment.

"Lo who?!" Meira's eyes were round looking at Alka who looked creepy. The eyes were—the increasingly black eyes of Alka—gazing at him.

"ANSWER!!"

Meira grimaced to hear Alka's scream. His shoulders were also grilled by the rough squeezing of Alka's hands which were so strong.

"K-sister, it's a-I'm Me-aw!" The shriek sounded out loud as Alka squeezed her shoulders even more. Meira's eyes are heating up. His eyes straightened out Alka's reddened eyes.

"What do you hear? Hm?" hiss Alka, ah ralat, Azka means. Because, Alka's body has been controlled by Azka—His double personality—who now looks on meira.

Meira shook her head slowly. The golden was getting harder on his shoulder. Meira made a bet, if now her shoulder had been flushed and it would have hurt a lot afterwards.

Meira's tears escaped. This figure in front of him was not Alka, but a monster.

Meira's hand slowly lifted, trying to grab Alka's jaw. With a heart that hopes to stroke the jaw so that the master is calm. All was gone, as Alka violently jerked her hand.

"My answer! WHAT DID YOU HEAR?!" Meira closed her eyes. His heart was struck as Alka shouted full of anger right in front of her face.

"I-I don't deng-"

Meira moved in fear as Alka approached. The guy's eyes are still the same. There is a great anger.

Meira squealed holding her breath as Alka suddenly choked her. Breath hunting. His little hand smacked Alka's hand on his neck.

Alka dark eyes. A sharp grin like a devil was imprinted perfectly on that handsome face.

"Too until you dare to open your mouth," there was a slight pause in Alka's sentence. "...lo will die in my hands! Know lo?!"

Meira quickly nodded, the girl was already deprived of oxygen supply.

Bugh!

"WHAT DO YOU DO BEGO?!" Alka staggered to the side when she got a kick from Bagus.

Nice quickly ran towards Meira. Unfortunately, Meira was already drowning on the sofa with her eyes closed.

***

"What else is this Sam?"

Samuel chuckled lazily as his father walked into the hospital room. Well, that guy got into the hospital from Alka's crazy attack.

"Why? Papa wants to mistake Sam again?" Samuel screeched cynically.

Hadi Mahardika—Papa of Samuel Arion Mahardika—walking over to his son's gurney. His eyes looked at Samuel's body which looked slick. Wounds and bruises on his face, as well as a broken right hand. Really sliced!

"You're always so bad to think of Papa," Hadi replied calmly.

Samuel chuckles. "Sam, bad to think of Papa? Not otherwise?" his lips.

Hadi smiled faintly. "Papa is never bad to think of you. Papa's just trying to guess, and subconsciously it's true."

Samuel looked up at his father. "So Papa now wants to blame me again? You're telling me this is Sam's fault, not his?!"

Hadi still showed a calm face. "Papa didn't say that."

Samuel sighed. "Why, the hell, always remember him? He's just a son of a har-"

"Don't talk to you Sam!!" Hadi yelled at Samuel.

Samuel moved to position himself to sit down even though it was a little difficult. His eyes shone coldly on Hadi.

"See, even now Papa still belain him! What has he been dealing with Papa?! All this time he and his mom were just in our family Pa. His mother is very sick and will soon die. Then ap-"

Plaque!

One slap landed on Samuel's cheek from Hadi. Samuel screeched cynically and looked at his Papa with a hostile look.

"Get out!" He spoke in a low, yet sharp voice.

Hadi looked at his hands with a guilty face. He has never played rough with his children. But Samuel's words went beyond the limit. Hadi thought of giving a little lesson to Samuel. But somehow he felt guilty.

Take one step forward. Samuel raised his hand.

"Please, Papa's out."

With a little unwillingness, Hadi nodded then went out and disappeared behind the door.

***

Nice, and Hanin—Mama Meira— stared nanar at Alka who was sitting on the floor with her head leaning against the hospital wall. The look of that guy can no longer be said to be good. Good standing, approaching and then patting twice on the boy's shoulder.

Alka just stared flatly at Nice. But behind that stare was guilt. Alka fools. Stupid because you can't control yourself when you're emotional. Good Story that says that he strangled Meira to fainting, successfully making himself filled with guilt.

"Son," Alka turned to the side at the squatting Hanin then stroked his shoulder. Alka smiled faintly looking at the woman. She remained kind even though Alka almost harmed her child.

Alka then looked down. Dare not look into those loving eyes. "Maafin Alka aunt. Alka not ta-"

"Sstt," Hanin stroked Alka's black hair. "It's good to tell everything the same aunt about you. Aunty understand, this is out of your control."

It was good to sit beside Alka. "Don't mistake yourself again Al. During this time you always feel guilty for anything, until finally you always feel frustrated with yourself." said Good with straight eyes looking at the wall.

Alka smiled faintly. "Maybe this is my path,"

Good shakes firmly. "Whatever happens, you can't feel guilty! I, Devan, and everything is always there for you, "Good pat Alka on the shoulder. "When is that!"

Alka chuckled and then embraced Nice shoulder like a man.

"Good, Al, Mei is conscious." the two guys turned to Hanin who was at the door. Nice and Alka stood up and walked over to Hanin.

"Where is Mei aunty?" tanya Good.

"We go in" Good and Alka nodded.

The three of them entered into a room filled with the smell of those medicines. In the gurney, Meira sat leaning back.

Hanin came and stroked her son's hair. "Aren't you, baby?" tanyanya, gently.

Meira shook her head with a faint smile. "May is good,"

Meira turned to look at the two guys behind her Mom. The two guys were—Good and Alka— also stared at Meira.

"Lo don't-can't you, Cil?" Meira nodded slowly. His eyes were then fixed on Alka who was just staring at him in silence.

Meira looked at Alka and Hanin in turn. "May don't want to see Brother Alka, Ma."