Bare With Bastard
Kau!
“She's My Mom!” sahut Ayaz's.
Sam who was surprised by the reflex of fading his steps, Mother? Whatdoes thatmean?
“Who are you?” ask Sam again.
His mind raged, his eyes began to heat up, Sam began to research the body of someone who was still crouching it. Ayaz, the man still lowered his head reluctantly to show his face.
“You who? Do you know my mother too?” ask Ayaz wonder.
“Your album?” sam asked as if he could not believe it.
Sam crouched down, then his hand reflexively held Ayaz's shoulder, his eyes staring at a name plastered on the tombstone. Nindi Rowans, it's true that she didn't visit the tomb wrong.
“Do you know Ayaz Diren?” ask Sam carefully.
Ayaz's reflexes raised his face when his name was mentioned.
“Sia..” Ayaz did not continue his words, his eyes were rounded catching a figure that was very familiar to him, the figure did not change at all his stature, a firm body with a head of plontos, and the figure was not changed at all, skin color is not too white but clean, nothing changed from three years ago.
“You!”
“You..”.
Both spoke at the same time. Both Ayaz and Sam, both were struck by shock.
“You!” reset Sam. The man reflexively hugged Ayaz, his best friend, a man he longed for so much, and now he was looking for, now who could have thought that Ayaz was already in front of him by accident. Is this not destiny, the way of God.
“Sam!” lirih Ayaz while the two were still hugging.
“Iya I'm Sam! Ayaz, are you really Ayaz?” sam asked hard to believe, the man let go of his embrace to look at the face of Ayaz who he so desperately missed. Slightly different, Ayaz who he knew was once so thin, did not have a chest field like this, his arm muscles were not perfectly formed like this, either, what Ayaz has done so that he can have a body as perfect as this. Very far from Sam's estimation, who thought Ayaz's life was not so good.
“How do you survive, ah yes God thank God, have you lived well all this time?” ask Sam.
“Yes, at least better than when I was tormented at the home of Sian.” Ayaz Sahut.
“Well you were right, that bastard Cyan, you have to avenge everything Ayaz.” said Sam, he was so excited because he had managed to find Ayaz, what else he saw Ayaz in a state of good.
“I have to find my mother's family's whereabouts first Sam!” said Ayaz, for some reason he chose to be honest with Sam, maybe because he felt Sam was his best friend first, so the speech was like sliding just like that, though Ayaz was always vigilant when talking to people he had just met. But this is Sam, maybe Ayaz will exclude for this one.
Sam immediately realized, Ayaz was looking for the existence of his mother's family, does not mean that all this time they were looking for each other, very moving, really, how can today be one of the historic days in the lives of the Donulai and Ayaz families.
“Close with me!” tell Sam.
“What's up?” ask Ayaz.
“I want to introduce you to someone.” replied Sam.
“Who?” ask Ayaz again.
Sam holds Ayaz by the hand, the man leads his friend's steps to meet Mr. Donulai.
“Dad!” call Sam to the middle-aged man.
Ayaz was a little surprised, what he meant was that Sam called Mr. Donulai with the call of Father, what happened, was not Sam the son of one of the servants in the house of Sian once. Thought Ayaz could not believe, why did it seem like everything was so much of a puzzle.
“Who is he?” ask Mr. Donulai. He saw the face of the man that Sam was carrying, there was something strange, why it was like there was interest when he saw the man.
“He's Ayaz Dad, he's the guy we've been looking for all this time!” said Sam.
Again and again, Ayaz was struck by shock, Sam was looking for him, what did he mean?
“Ayaz?” ask Mr. Donulai.
“Yes Dad, he is Ayaz Diren, son of Miss Nindi Rowans!” said Sam again, his smile did not fade easily because he seemed to have managed to find his best friend, who was also Donulai looking for.
“You Ayaz...” Ogre Mr. Donulai. His body was held by his bodyguards, a look of worry imprinted on the face of Sam, his adopted son.
“Dad, are you okay?” ask Sam worried.
“Not what?” sahut Mr. Donulai.
“Guard, take my father to the fast car, we will be home soon.” Sam's increasingly confused orders, how can everything happen, what Sam's relationship with the Donulai family. But Ayaz is still reluctant to act as if he knows the Donulai family, he does not want Sam to know that he is a spy here.
The bodyguards began to sweep Mr. Donulai's body towards the parked car. Mr. Donulai never ceases to think of this happiness, something that has happened, his grandson found, the name of Daslah continues in his heart.
God, I've found our granddaughter, heir to our business empire.
Ayaz asks Sam how the man can call the middle-aged man a Father, while Ayaz knows very well who Sam's Father and Mother are.
“I was raised by him to be a child.” Sam replied, as Ayaz questioned him full of probes.
“How can it?” ask Ayaz wonder.
“The story is very long Ayaz, later at home I will tell you.” said Ayaz.
“I... It's unbelievable!” Ayaz.
He does not believe, a reality... If so what might be someone who became the president of DN Company, Rangga Donulai, is possible... No, it is possible that Mr. Donulai has another child, a biological child who becomes the president where maybe an adopted child is given such responsibility. Thought Ayaz was starting to guess.
“Why?” tanya Sam disperse daydream Ayaz, “Come, we have to go to the Donulai family home!” take Sam.
“A coincidence this breaks down a big problem, you will definitely not believe this reality!” said Sam, the man smiled at Ayaz who was like very confused.
“What?” ask Ayaz.
“Later you'll find out when we get home.” Answer Sam.
The two men headed for the car, where Mr. Donulai was waiting for their arrival.
“You move to their car Kan, let me drive!” tell Sam to his personal driver.
“Good Sir!” answer Kan.
Sam tells Ayaz to sit beside the wheel, while Mr. Donulai sits behind. “No, I brought the car here!” reject Ayaz suddenly.
“You can tell Kan to take her!” sam said without hesitation.
“No, let me follow you from behind.” Ayaz.
I can't let anyone else take my car.
Ayaz could not let anyone else carry his car, a bulletproof car with some firearms stored hidden inside, Ayaz had to be wary of something even if it was just a driver.
Sam turned his head towards Lord Donulai, the old man nodded in agreement.
“Alright, but you have to come with us!” ayaz stressed.
Ayaz nodded, although he could not guess what had happened.
“Kan, you go back to driving!” tell Sam again.
“Good Sir!” kan said.
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