Genius Child: Hunting Conglomerate Fathers
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Water soaked his body, his eyes staring towards the reflection of himself in the mirror. This was all his fault so it was only natural to get this kind of treatment from them.

Is it wrong to be selfish? Wanting to have a Caecilian, that was all. Being an obsessive person. The shower was turned off by her, wearing a bathrobe, while drying her hair with a small towel.

There was no chance to speak personally with the Caecilians. Zeyan, too, seemed to avoid her.

Regret comes last, right? He was not very close to Zeyan, only occasionally spending time with her. Not without reason, but more because of fear he will have a nature like Anggara. What if he unknowingly hurt his son?

But never trying, that's what he realized. Not even a step out of this room, it was too awkward to meet them. But I miss him too.

Back to wearing his clothes. Not bring a change of clothes. This was just a spontaneous reaction. Not knowing there would be a Caecilian old man appearing, as well as the man. The man who made Secilia had the possibility of opening his heart.

First love? It can be said that is a cecilia. Someone who was present in the middle of his chaotic life. Demanded to be perfect by her father. Knowing the father's affair. There is no gap to meet and complain to someone due to their limited association.

His initial alcohol and narcotics path for him died then. But on the first day he consumes, like a lost vagrant he finds beauty in order to survive.

The most beautiful star to him. Sighing repeatedly, he was happy. Being truly happy, was like finding a crack of light.

Not wanting to lose direction again. This time he will spend his life with Caecilia and his cursed son.

Right at 11 p.m., the young man came out observing the quiet atmosphere. I don't want to meet Asnee. Fellow predators should not interfere with each other, right?

Walk slowly on the first floor. There was an unlocked room, slowly opening it. The boy in cat-patterned pajamas was sitting in front of a computer screen. His penguin-like face looked serious. Typing quickly accompanied by a cup of warm chocolate.

Fabian bit the bottom of his lips. It's really like seeing a real version of the Madagascar penguin spy agency. How could he have a son this smart?

Brak!

"Damn it!" Zeyan growled, typing with his fingers. The computer screen looked slightly from the side Fabian was staring at at at this moment.

There's a strange emblem on the computer screen. What is his son doing? The child who suddenly took a tissue, put it on the table, there were blood spots there.

His son's nosebleed again? Why not cry? Why not call an adult? The body is getting weaker. But still not getting off his chair.

Fabian's fingers clenched, completely anxious at this ungodly child who preferred this other father. In the end, walk into his room. Unplug the cable connected to the computer.

"Why die!?" Zeyan ruffled his hair. That was the important task of his new mission. He wants to beat the big boss (Chan) before he dies.

"I pulled it out." Fabian's voice sounded making himself squint his forehead irritated.

"This ungodly father! What would!?" Inner Zeyan.

"Sweet child like you must ask in my heart why I became shameless like this?" Fabian said, full of smiles but the look of the face looks cold. Her hands touched her son's cheeks.

"My mother's happiness is paramount to me right now. So better get out of this house." Zeyan asserted, the timing of which may have changed his decision. A desperate boy wants to ask his biological father for help. Drastically turned into a child who only wants the happiness of his mother.

Fabian gave a small laugh glancing towards Zeyan. Take out the scissors then disconnect the computer cable that is not connected to the electric current."Hear that! In any way my son has to live. Even if you don't love your own life. Keep breathing! Otherwise I'll chase you to hell." The sentence from Fabian stepped away, slightly glancing towards his son. Smiling strangely, it finally completely left Zeyan.

A man who is a threat to him. Did Fabian threaten him? Why cut the computer cable?

In the end the boy had no choice but to climb onto his bed patterned Frozen. Turn off the pink Barbie-patterned sleeping lights.

Sighing in the dark. Clenching his hands, he had to get a good person to take care of the Cecilia. Before his death in his present life. Honestly, he gave up on living. The last mission to capture Chan which is even difficult for the police to trace becomes his ninja path.

Nothing was on his little mind. Just tired of closing his eyes, he'll have to fix his computer tomorrow. There's a lot to do with him.

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"I suspected! Finally the penguin holding the grenade went to sleep too!" Fabian muttered with a proud smile that he had managed to put his son to sleep.

The kid who never rests every night. Just pretend to be asleep, then start the mission like a penguin spy, after which everyone is unaware.

"No sleep! That psychopath boy wants to die!" Fabian let out a rough sigh back in the monologue."Well then, I'll hunt him down this time for surgery."

What is Fabian thinking right now? Of course the ropes, the dope, the operating equipment, that's the plan saved. Kidnapping his son, then performing the operation, his son's life grew longer. Finishes.

Back to her room, towards her room. His eyes looked down at the shadow of someone as he passed through the hallway to the kitchen. Not someone, rather two people.

"Asnee already. Ki.. We're here to get some water..." Flo's voice sounded.

"Are you not?" a bold question from Asnee.

Fabian gulped his saliva, not daring to look or peek at all. Just hearing his voice alone he had guessed what the sticky couple did like that glue.

The dark kitchen. But the bright passageway, dressed in a woman, was seen lying in the crack of light.

Crazy one! They do it in the kitchen! Fabian quickly turned around. Other strange sounds sounded faint. Maybe they're trying to keep their mouths shut.

It's really an unimportant affair. Walk to the room where he stayed through another road. More precisely rotate, passing through the back area of the house.

The moon was shining bright at that moment. Step by step walking in the dark night, the face of a truly beautiful woman. Quietly staring blankly, sitting in the backyard.

A woman he loved. The first love that was repeatedly let down by him.