Kenan's Destiny
Looking for Yuki

A car stops quickly in the courtyard of Yuki's mansion. The old man got down from there and walked quickly into the house. Opening the door violently even slammed it heartlessly.

His face blackened due to the mounting anger. The veins on the neck and head stand out quite clearly. His red eyes spread to all corners of the house. Looking for the figure he considers the most guilty for all the problems that occur.

"YUKI!"

"Bah, don't scream. Shame on the neighbors. There is no point in getting angry like this with our child. He's innocent, Pah!" the wife's sergeant followed her husband's quick steps into the house.

The man did not care, he continued to take his steps up the stairs towards Yuki's room. His voice shouted loudly calling out the name of his son. However, no matter how loud, there is still no legitimacy from the owner of the name.

"Yuki!"

Brak!

Yuki's bedroom door was opened violently, pounding against the wall until some fragments of the wall fell down.

"Where's that bad boy?" his growl while entering Yuki's room examined him. Arriving in the bathroom, he frowned a little to see the door was damaged because it was opened forcibly.

"What's going on?" A little surprised, there was also misgivings in his heart. Fear begins to control all feelings. In a hurry he brought himself back out of Yuki's room, running down the stairs quickly.

"That?" The wife frowned at the worried look on her husband's face. "What what?" her pursuit came back down to follow the husband.

"Where are they?" Snarling while continuing to look for workers in his home.

"Who? Where is Yuki?" The woman's hand swiftly turned her husband's body to face.

"Yuki's not home, something's not right. Our kid's bathroom door was knocked down by someone. I'm looking for that maid. Where is he?" she turned around to look for a maid at her house.

"Master, Madam." The middle-aged woman came from outside the house carrying groceries. He had just returned from the market, and left the house empty. The gardener did not come that day.

"You!" point at the Master with tightened jaws. He walked quickly to his assistant who was not far from the main door.

Yuki's father clutched his arm firmly to the point of making him grimace in pain.

"It hurts, sir," his his hiss whimpered.

"Bah! What the fuck, anyway? Off! Ask me carefully, don't be like this!" the wife pulled her husband's hand from the maid's arm.

The middle-aged woman was crying while holding her painful wrist. Yuki's father snorted, turning his face in annoyance, both hands were on his waist.

"Where is Yuki?" tanyanya growling.

"Miss ... Miss ...,"

"Where?" it was right in front of his face. He closed his eyes in shock and fear. Suddenly, the driver came in because he heard a noise..

"You looking for Miss, sir? What are you looking for? Isn't your business more important than Miss Yuki?" the driver's circus was brave. He was prepared to lose his job if he was to be fired at that time.

"You must understand by my point, sir. During this time you are always busy with your work so forget about the little girl who is now growing up. The little girl who only knew toys, now already had feelings. You forget that your daughter is already transformed into a very beautiful girl that many men want, right?"

Those old eyes even dared to look at him. Challenging sharply, tearing his pride. The driver took off his master's hand, glancing at the weeping Madam bowed.

"Did you ever ask me how your day was, son? Who is close to you? Can you tell us?"

He looked at them both with sadness.

"No! Absolutely not! Do you know lately even a lot of events that almost took the life of your child? Miss kidnapped by her male friend, given to the cannibal tribe as an offering sacrifice, did not stop there. The abduction did not happen once. Do you guys know?"

Yuki's mother's face lifted, regretting was useless, but it was better than nothing. His eyes twitched dropping even more water. Also Yuki's father, he shook his head to refuse what the driver of his son told him.

"Miss is lucky to have a good and responsible husband. Willa change the truth to save Miss, while you guys? Are you sure you've done your best for him? Miss not only needs materials, but also you as parents. You are more needed by him, not others. Now, what would you do if you met him?" the driver ended his speech.

...Yuki's mother was crying hysterically, realizing her mistake was also regretting everything. He roared calling out Yuki's name, asking her to come back. ...

Yuki's father started to sob, he rubbed his eyes that continued to water. He realized his mistake. He turned to look at the driver with his eyes wet again red.

"Find us with him. We want to meet him. Meet us with our son!" the man was desperate.

"Where is Yuki? Do you know where he is?" Yuki's mother also asked. With a million regrets raging in his heart.

"Miss at the hospital, she had a fever when you both left yesterday morning" the maid replied shaking.

Both of Yuki's parents turned around in disbelief.

"Why do you both seem so surprised? Have you not always been indifferent when you hear Miss is sick? Don't be spoiled, it's just a common pain .... like that, isn't it?" the driver's sarcasm struck both hearts.

They continued to cry hysterically, remembering the sight of Yuki's limp body and pale face, but they were indifferent. Let alone bribing him to eat and take medicine, taking him to the hospital alone never.

"Miss is waiting for you, come before it's too late and you will be truly sorry," the driver said again with a smile looking at the regret on the beads of Yuki's parents.

"Sir, take us there!" pinta the father who was taken by his driver.

"Please, Master, Madam. I'll take you to see Miss," he said as he extended a hand inviting the two to leave immediately.

The driver nodded at the maid to take part in the hospital. That day they will see the Miss they have been guarding all this time, getting her happiness. Both were enthusiastic to join the boss.

Unrelenting gratitude in the heart and hope will be happy next. The car drove at moderate speed, crossing the streets of Jesus city through the crowd. Both of Yuki's parents can't wait to meet their son. I can't wait to hug him. Smells vows.

Yuki, I'm sorry, dear.

Yuki, honey, I'm sorry Papah.