GENUIN (LMG . S2 )
GENIUS . 70

"Two years have passed, and the results are still the same!"

Shouted a man named Amos furiously, he stood up from his seat of greatness violently, thus making the chair stagger back. Amos' eyes were reddened, his face tightened his teeth clenched with tightly clenched hands until several lines of veins were visible. The man was furious, staring at some of the men prostrating under his feet asking for forgiveness.

"Master, forgive us. But, it has been two years looking for every corner, the results are nil. Madam is lost like swallowed by the earth"

Said a subordinate tremblingly, he did not dare to look at the monstrous Amos, only able to hide a frightened face on the floor. Hearing that made Amos increasingly covered in anger, his legs raised intending to step on the man's head.

"Young master"

Gal's strangulation seemed surprised, running quickly held Amos' legs, holding his knees firmly and slowly pushing him slowly in an early position resting on the floor footing.

"Fuck, don't stop looking for my wife until she finds you"

Amos snapped up again, a drop of clear grain even escaped easily from his eyes that looked cute and blackish pockets. Those subordinates were only able to duck with shivering bodies. Gal finds a safe way, he codes them to get out of the room.

"I'm sorry Young Master, sir"

They were quick and bowed respectfully, Amos still frozen his heart ached like a slashed long samurai sword, fed up with hearing the reports of the subordinates that never came to fruition, even a small trace was not found.

"Murghhhh"

Bughhhhhh

Pranggggggg

Shouted Amos frustrated, he threw a hard bogeman on his workbench made of pure glass, broken table glass scattered. Computers and document sheets scattered down the floor making a very loud noise. Gal sighed, already not surprised to see his friend who was uncontrollable, just staring at Amos who was leaning on a glass wall staring at the view of the city from the height of his study.

"Huh"

Gal snorted small, her hands clumsily fiddling with luxurious flat objects, after contacting Office Boy to clean up the mess in his superior's room. Not to forget Gal also contacted a doctor trust when he saw blood dripping from Amos' hands.

"Pacify yourself, Amos, don't be like this"

Gal said attentively as a friend, Amos was still silent with his position standing and staring at the beauty of the city.

"Liu come back, I beg you"

Little Amos, even Gal did not hear him, Amos took a deep breath and closed his eyes still standing and leaning against the thick glass wall. The look on Amos' face was very alarming, his eye bags were getting blackened, his eyes looked dead, Amos' body was a little thinner, even his face looked a little dull. The man was too busy lamenting regrets after his beloved wife left him alone.

"Sut the wound in his hand, and do not let any scars from the wound. Young Master is very fond of scars, do it slowly lest it cause pain because it will make the Young Master will feel uncomfortable and wrath."

"Well Mr. Gal, I will do it as you command"

"Hem"

The doctor walked closer to Amos, venturing closer to the figure of a terrifying Lion who was being covered in anger.

"Greetings Young Master, I will treat your wounds"

As the man was courteous to Amos while bowing his body, Amos remained silent and closed his eyes. Middle enjoying the shadow of togetherness with the beloved Wife who knows where she is.

With great care and vigilance the Doctor managed to treat the considerable wound on the handbooks of Amos, he smiled happily at the result of his work which made Amos feel no pain at all.

"The wound is clean, sir, and wak......"

"What did you do, when your woman disappeared?"

Amos's question cut off the man's words that would give an explanation of his wound. The man pinched, then stared for a while at Gal who was still loyal to stand up and look at his master.

"I think I'm going to do two things"

He replied with a friendly smile, Amos pinched his gaze at the Doctor for a moment waiting for a more satisfactory answer. The doctor looked at where Amos's eyes were.

"What's that?"

"I'll wait, or pick him up straight away and drag him home and hug him regretfully"

"Can you explain what you mean?"

"Of course, sir, I will wait if he gives instructions beforehand, that he does not go far and long. And, I will pick up and drag as she leaves without confirmation with me, and intend to leave me. My own hand will grab her and pick her home"

Obviously the Doctor was full of meaning to Amos, Amos looked at him with an indecipherable look.

"Gal, give him Tips, I like the answer"

Amos cried without looking at the Asst of his belief. The doctor smiled happily and then excused to leave because he had completed his task to treat Amos, a grumpy and arrogant warrior.