AVARICIOUS
Chapter 04. What am I supposed to do?

Quietly a man stepped out of the main door of the house. The man also closed the door slowly, as if he did not want to wake the owner of the house, Deni and Laras, along with his three children.

“Who are you?” tanya Yusi stood behind the mysterious youth.

The mysterious young man spontaneously turned around, his right hand stroking his chest softly which was a plane, “Ukh! Who do I think. It turns out you, deck Yusi.” The young man turned out to be Azzam.

Curious about his first brother's behavior like a thief who quietly came out of the house, Yusi brought his face closer, his right hand holding a clear plastic package containing satay.

“Abang where to go? And why did you come out like a thief?” ask Yusi without dots and commas.

Azzam pulled Yusi's left arm, taking him down from the porch of the house. Azzam's two eyes were wary of occasionally seeing the door of the house that was still tightly closed. Azzam brought his sister's face closer to his lips, his watchful gaze still continuing to lead to the door of the house.

“Abang pissed off see Daddy. This brother, ‘kan their first child, why Daddy gave a greater inheritance to Rabbani than Abang, his first child.”

“Mending you guys got bigger land, than me. I only get 25% of yours. Unfair.” Sahut Yusi was not happy.

“Abang just wants Daddy's antique Collector's business to be mine. Why Dad gave the plantation to Brother, very lazy to manage it.”

“Do not know. It's not Yusi's business, not that Brother had heard why Dad gave the plantation to Abang Azzam. For Abang Azzam is better able to run it than Abang Rabbani. Never mind, Brother make Yusi increase bete.” Sahut Yusi brushed off Azzam's body.

Azzam restrains Yusi's left wrist, “Dek. Don't you want to make plans to take control of Rabbani's property?” tanya Azzam tries to seduce Yusi into making bad plans for Rabbani.

Yusi threw Azzam's hand, “Apaan anyway, Yusi did not want to interfere about Abang's personal affairs. Yusi is already in the 3rd grade of High School bang, and will soon enter the final stage of the exam. If you want to make a plan, make it yourself. Yusi doesn't want to interfere.” Yusi to Azzam.

“Are you sure of your rejection?”

“Iya. The inheritance given by Dad is enough for Yusi.” Yusi told a lie. Though in the heart of Yusi himself also wants to master the business of antique collector owned by Rabbani, just because he is still in school and does not want to be disturbed by personal affairs, Yusi undoes his intentions until the end of school.

Azzam turned around, he allowed a little glance to the left side, “Alright. Brother wants to go to the city first, brother wants to have fun for a moment. Don't you want to come?” azzam asked his little brother.

“No. Yusi want to enjoy satay beans that have just been purchased from mamang.” Yusi said his right hand showed a clear plastic package containing a pack of peanut satay.

“Oh! Brother go first, home door lock only.”

“Iya.” Sahut Yusi, seeing Azzam walking towards his car parked in the yard, Yusi stepped both feet towards the house.

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🍃🍃In the night entertainment venue. 🍃🍃

Azzam put his car into a nightlife place like a karaoke. Seen from the front of the karaoke lined women wear sponge skirts, clothes like less material, and long hair or colorful curls.

Azzam got out of the car, both of his legs stepping towards the karaoke place. Arriving at the karaoke terrace, Azzam was warmly welcomed by 3 women.

“Hai, handsome. Do you want to be with the three of us?” ask one of the women standing to the left of Azzam.

“Ck. Just know if there is a new one here.” The woman's law. The woman's right hand waved to one of the women sitting alone in the corner of the ill-lit waiting room, “Hey, new boy! Here you are.” Call the woman to raise her tone a little.

The woman stood up, walking doubtfully towards Azzam. Both of the women's legs stopped right in front of Azzam.

“What's Mami?” the woman asked a woman standing next to Azzam.

“This young man wants you to accompany. Today is your first day working here, and you should make the best service possible for your first customer. Do you understand?” Say and ask a woman called Mommy.

“Good, Mami.” The woman's law.

Azzam commented a thin smile, a questionable gaze aimed at the woman standing before him. Beautiful women, clean white skin, and long hair.

‘Lumayan is also this one woman. Looks still very fresh.’ Inner Azzam, dirty thoughts began to envelop his head.

“Let me accompany you sing.” Ask the woman to point her right hand at the entrance of the karaoke room.

“Mari.” Sahut Azzam stepped both feet close to the woman.

Azzam and the woman walked in unison towards the karoke room. Seen in the karoke room are many rooms and the sound of songs that fill the place. Since Azzam chose the VIP room, it was far from the regular classroom. While walking Azzam started their conversation, so that the atmosphere was not too stiff and awkward.

“Then can you know what your name is?” ask Azzam softly.

“I Clara.” The woman is soft.

“Clara. Nice name as per his face.”

Clara's steps stopped at a corner of the corridor filled with several luxurious VIP rooms. Clara gave a sweet smile to Azzam who was standing on her right side. “Thanks. We have arrived, please enter first.” Said the woman, right hand opened the door of the room.

...Illustration of Karaoke....

Azzam came in, he held Clara's right wrist. A serious look at Clara's pretty face, “I just order the most delicious drink here, and it's best to relax the mind. Clara, you don't be long, because I need you so much.”

“Good. I'll be back quickly.” Sahut Clara was polite. Clara closed the door of the room, in front of the door of the room was seen a face that had given a sincere smile turned anxious. Clara let out a long sigh, a gaze pointing at the door of the room, “I'm sorry.”

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Azzam splashed his body on a long, padded sofa inside a dim karoke room with colorful lights. Both of his eyes stared at the dim ceiling that was decorated with colorful lights.

“Already here, Father's greeting regarding the inheritance is still not acceptable to me. So irritating. What should I do to all of them so that I may gain more treasure than Rabbani.” Complain Azzam, Azzam grabbed the remote that was on the table, his hand continued to press the song button, “Very boring.”

...Seriate.......