Cold Man And Miss Stone
71. How Sweet Of You

Emilia learned everything from Mahesa. Almost everything. About God, about life, about self, about money, power, wealth; everything.

Inevitably Emilia remembered Samuel's words about Mahesa was a bastard who wished the world to be better.

Maybe that's true.

Have you ever felt sorry for a child dressed in shabbiness? Have you ever felt sorry for an old man sitting on the porch? Have you ever felt sorry for a criminal with gray hair and a beard for food? Or how is the old lady by the road waiting for someone to buy her bad sell?

Mahesa hates everything. Mahesa doesn't like to see it.

And Emilia understands why.

"You must be laughing when I say I hate to see others suffer." Emilia rubbed Rowan's ring. "I know how the world goes, Rowan. I know."

Only silence answered Emilia in her room.

"Because of that many people desperately say living life, living in the world, cannot be done with kindness. The world has done nothing wrong. People who go crazy and blame the world."

Emilia sighed. She could faintly hear the sound of the sea from the window of her room.

He thought of Samuel.

...*...

"Of all the ways you captivated Emilia, you became a good person?" asked Rashi with a ticklish impression.

Samuel shrugged his shoulders. Sipping tea served by Rashi while watching Mama walk through the collection of books in this place.

"May I know why?"

"should?" reply Samuel. "If there's a woman who gives me goosebumps just from being looked at, it's you, beautiful. Don't pretend to be stupid."

If Mahesa was a ruthless man who would kill all humans for power, no one would follow her let alone be loyal to her. Criminals don't like criminals, you know?

Therefore, despite being a bastard, Mahesa Mahardika is not a bad person. Samuel was just using that information. Analyze for days until he discovers a mind with no clear basis.

"Mahesa once called you one of the two who will give up your heart as the heart of Mahesa. Out of thousands of people, just you and Deev."

"Lunatics are not given loyalty, Rashi. And outsiders don't give loyalty to madmen. I knew Mahesa only a few years after she was called a genius child. Doing business at the age of ten, recognized the world at the age of twenty."

"Sister is indeed amazing," murmured Rashi sincerely.

"Only within a few years, fifty percent of the country's street children were taken care of by Mahesa. Without government help." Samuel put his hand on the table. "He created an organization 'nominee******' which I should allude to, your favorite collections."

Rashi laughing. "Stop bringing up sensitive things."

"They're thugs." Samuel nodded. "But social evil is diminished in their hands."

"...."

"I don't think I know the reason why you're always absent from all the public awards given to Mahesa because ... You know what's amazing isn't that?"

"Samuel, don't make me cry, okay?"

Samuel laughed. "Emilia understands Mahesa, just like you. Emilia saw the same thing. She is not a girl without a heart. Even if he's stone-hearted sometimes."

"So you seduce her by getting better?"

"I'm not doing good. I killed people a while ago. In everyone's eyes, I'm not a good person." Samuel nodded to himself. "I just want to prove to Emilia that .. I like anything about her."

"How sweet of you." Rashi patted the back of his hand. "I believe Emilia will see you."

"That's a prophecy?" Samuel hopes a little, because in fact, the scariest thing about Rashi is.

"No. That's prayer."

Although Samuel wanted to reply, Rashi immediately left. Approaching Mama who is now busied by the book there.

Samuel would not give up. Glanced out the window, at the overcast sky above them.

"I miss you, my Mom."

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