Genius Child: Hunting Conglomerate Fathers
Fragile

A picnic? what is the first thing you think of when you hear the word picnic? Like something beautiful, the two people left Cakra with an endless pile of work.

"My granddaughter was just born. Can't you guys be merciful to this old geezer!?" Cakra grumbled, staring at the message his daughter had just sent. The message contained a picture of a tiny baby that was still red.

Sometimes time passes quickly, right? An assistant who has served in this company for 27 years is now a grandfather. Regretting how br*him his current employer did not allow him to go home early, leaving some difficult responsibilities to him.

"I pray their son has trouble getting a mate..." The curse of the assistant on his master's son.

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What are these two people doing now? Alrighty! This time he would become plain like a piece of white paper. Forgetting what happened 6 years ago, to give Fabian a chance. Everything he would say today, telling about their son's physical condition.

But before that, was it her fault that she had lost this for fun? He wants to enjoy the day with his old Veron.

Waitaminute! What does Veron look like in the eyes of Secilia until he can like it?

There were times at the beginning of their meeting when the heavy rain was pouring. The young man told the world from a different angle. Tell me about some disgusting things. About a pair of restaurant officials who chatted too much so that they accidentally blended lizards in watermelon juice, even had a taste using long spoon, said it was delicious, only lacking sugar. After the sugar is given, the blender is returned. Tasted, said delicious. When they poured it for guests, then the crushed lizard skin was visible. Restaurant workers run to vomit like pregnant people at a young age.

Various cliche stories of such everyday life. But it was enough to treat his heart wound. The day they met, it was Christmas. Just where the day of the accident happened, the accident in the middle of a piano game that made Secilia unable to see the world.

Cute guy, that's Veron in his eyes. Someone who made him laugh, smiled knotingly at each of his arrivals. Starting from hitting the storefront glass, to falling due to the slippery floor. Honestly, when he was blind, in his shadow Veron was not so good looking, simple ordinary man. Just a humorous man she loves. Trying to forget, the man who had abused her.

Zeyan's disease makes him meet Veron again. Not Veron, he meant Fabian, the owner of a large, handsome company. He did not expect this, only wanting a light love.

But that is the heart, no matter the figure or wealth, it will be difficult to choose. When the heart is conquered by someone. Only this time for Fabian, he will remove Veron and Fabian from his heart.

"We're leaving!" Fabian said excitedly, It's only 3 p.m. Everything was well prepared. The location of the new factory construction project takes about 2 hours drive. Maybe by dusk they'll be there.

Stepping on the gas pedal deeply.

"Fabian I'm scared!" Shouted the woman.

"Fearful? You should be afraid of what I can do at our picnic!" Fabian said excitedly.

The cecilia simply laughed at the end, enjoying this sensation of tension. His fingers touched Fabian's fingers. Their eyes met for a moment, back in a swoop. Like a SMU child who has a boyfriend for the first time. There was a feeling of shame, palpitations and awkwardness.

Slowly the sun goes down, but this is not a guts test event in the famous haunted place. A small light slowly flew about, the fireflies of short-lived creatures. Living only to find his true love, then dying has no destiny whatsoever.

"There's one! We'll give it to Zeyan" Fabian said, catching a firefly in a jar.

However, Caecilia quickly snatched him to release him back."Their lives are short. Not too much to see the world, not even necessarily able to find his true love. They're gonna die... Zeyan won't like it."

"They're just animals. This is for our son. Zeyan's gonna love it, don't be so sensitive." Fabian smiled, laying his own body on a mat held on the grass.

"Maybe Zeyan will be pity, in his short life fireflies have to spend time confined in jars. Sometimes appreciating life is good." Sesilia smiled as a firefly perched on her fingers. Like his son who might be short-lived.

"Lay down, the weather's bright, so the stars will be visible." Fabian patted the empty side of the mat.

The woman began to lie down. Aye! There are many constellations in the sky. His parents are dead, and so is Triton. If Zeyan is also taken, then...

"Secilia, I loved you from the first time I met you. I know this sounds crazy. But at that moment I was broken. The father who educated me loudly, shouted in the arms of two women at once. I saw him in the study room with two women. That's crazy, isn't it? Someone I consider every sentence to be scripture. A word from God that I can't deny, even if he beats me I always assume it was my fault. He's done more disgusting things than some of the adult videos I've ever seen." Fabian chuckled, harboring the wound of his heart.

Really deep wounds, such a harsh upbringing on him. No playing time, slap? More than that. His father once lit a cigarette on his hand just because his ranking plummeted from rank one general, to rank two.

Someone who looks the most right. A role model who often beat him, turned out to be more vile than the devil. Who's gonna be able to hold it?

"I used drugs that day for the first time. My wish is only one, must die quickly. My mom was too busy taking care of my sister and her business. While I was the target of anger from my father," he continued, his face was really trying to smile holding everything back.

"When I thought about dying as an addict, I met you. Life isn't so bad..." The sincere words from him were now staring towards Caecilia.

"I like you, because you're funny and kind. That's enough." Answer of a Cecilia who used to be blind. Can't fall in love with faces and wealth.

Their hands hold each other. A pair of smiling faces looked at each other, perhaps feeling subdued to admit everything.

Is it time to tell everything? Maybe it's time.

"Fabian, I have something to talk about. It's about Zeyan..."