Lady'S Gentleman
Nightmare

Kitchen with mossy ceramic. Walls with chipped paint...

oil stoves whose wicks must be braided first before use.

"Ares, please get some water in the front barrel." said his mother.

Ares who was watching the world in the news on national television turned to his mother.

Her mother's back was busy in front of the stove frying. I don't know what he's fried, which for sure he always serves the most delicious cuisine for him.

Ares grumbled as he muttered in protest.

"Hey, you can't be so good when you tell me to..." His father dropped off the newspaper he had been reading. His glasses instead of being used in plain sight, were instead perched on his forehead.

"Let's see, Ayaaaah." lamented Ares.

"Take the water in the barrel, preferably the Lord Jesus rather than watching the performance of the government that is not clear on television" said his father. "Remember.." his father sizzled in the morning.

"O children, obey your parents in all things, for that is beautiful in the Lord. Colossians 3:20." Ares. "Yes Father I know." he said, grinning and moving out of the house.

Crowd people?

In the direction of his house...

Ares felt a stir in his chest. The feeling was immediately unpleasant...

The bucket of water he took from the barrel 10 meters in front of his house, near the village well, suddenly felt very heavy...

There were three military jeeps in front of his mother's father's house.

And he heard the calls...

"Com*soo! Traitor! Lackey P*KI!"

His tone is hateful.

Caci-Makis...

Then mother... Dropped out of the house, pulled using a quarry around his neck.

"Whoops!! Run!!" exclaimed mother.

"Mother?" hiss Ares has not yet mastered himself.

The water bucket fell to the ground

A flash of light from the reflection of steel... A large gulp was pointed into the air.

"Ares! You guys have to look after each other... You both suffer.." - Her father cried when he was led out. His father's temples are bleeding.

Then...

The woman with a slender stature, wearing a black-and-black shirt suddenly stood beside her.

"Don't look.."his thesis. Maybe he talked to Ares.

Strange accent.

Not from this country.

He carried two small frames in both hands.

Somehow Ares knows the people who are in that little frame...

Tadashi Sakurazaka and his wife.

"Our parents were both killed." said the woman.

"No, it's different.." Ares sizzled in denial. "My parents were murdered... Your parents died for their own fault."

"Your parents? Wasn't... Their blood doesn't even flow in your veins. Why mope and seek revenge on their behalf?"

"Our relationship is tighter than you think." - Ares.

"They're just your foster parents, my biological parents. How do you think I feel right now?" ask the woman.

Golok...

*****

Arman opened his eyes.

Then immediately wake up...

Tears are on the corner of her eye.

Breath hunting...

The dreams?

Her childhood dream...

He hadn't dreamed of his mother's father in a long time...

Then next, a tremendous pain in his waist.

"As...!!" screams directly.

A stitch from a bullet. He shouldn't have just woken up like that.

"Why Mr Arman? Wet dream?!" exclaim Hexa from the end of the room.

"Anj*it... Anj*it... It hurts so crazy." complained Arman as he tried to lie back down.

"Yes, wake up! The box rice has come.." said Hexa.

"Eating early in the morning... It's also good as a ngeronda.." said Tresna.

"Sir Arman wants to be bribed again?" tawar Heksa's.

Chimed at the seductive piety of the others.

Arman did not answer, busy arranging the position to be more comfortable.

But useless, there is even more pain.

He tried to stand...

Well, better than lying down, it turns out. Indeed, the condition of his body may be somewhat different from other humans.

"Neither stand up, sir... I was just kidding." Heksa looked at Arman tensely as the man approached her.

"Dead you, Sa... I'm not following along." Tresna pulled her chair away.

Arman stood with both hands resting on the edge of the table.

Dizziness...

Why was Asse in his dream...?

It was a real nightmare...

But...

Only from such a dream could he see his parents again.

Until now Arman had no idea where their graves were.

All he remembered was his mother's father. Her adoptive parents are from Indonesia.

He does not remember the figure of his Papa Mama who bequeathed his beautiful face because it was too small.

But now he is in the real world. There is no time for the past.

"Where's the situation? Safely under control?" ask Arman. Her voice raspy.

"Controlled Sir... There's no movement yet. Moses and Eiichi are on patrol, as well as night shift from Bang Sa'ad, Umar there."

Arman turned to Umar who was in the corner of the room.

"We finished at 9 a.m. I want to go around first." sissed Arman as he walked slowly to the locker to wear his suit.

"Seriously around fitting again such pains? Thought to be gouty with guests later!" sahut Hex.

Arman immediately stuffed the parchment into the mouth of Hexa.

A few people from the Beaufort Security Agency came in for a shift change. Aides from the Beaufort Co.'s owner were also seen escorting Alexander Lucas Beaufort.

The man approached Arman.

Everyone there looked at him tensely.

"That's Mr. Baskara's son..."

"That's Alex Beaufort?!"

"So young..."

"He's Bara's boss and Leon's..."

"Kok can ya he subdued Bara and Leon? That great her?"

"In his hands Beaufort Corp becomes a giant."

I stabbed the people in the room.

"Sir Ares." Say hello to Alex as soon as it's next to Arman.

"Hey, Lucas... What's your illegal business?"

"Lumayan advanced, thanks to Mr. Sebastian. I'm a spoiled child can't stand alone without my father." said Alex cynically.

"illness?" He glanced at Arman's waist which was still stained with blood. It appears that the stitching wound was slightly exposed due to Arman's active movements.

"Oh engaaakkk kooook... It's just like a chilli burn. Continuously suddenly snoring we feel paralyzed..."

"I'm just sick nanya or not, do not need to be explained with details dong. It's not important to me either..."

"That's it..." Arman pointed at the dispenser in the corner of the room. "The balloon hasn't been replaced."

Alex looked at Arman while sneering.

"I came here because I was worried. My worries have been proven. Mr. Ares is not dead... Sad about me."

"Well, you've been my angel, don't you see my wings? Obviously, it is not a believer...."

Then all is quiet...

What kind of a conversation is this...

Arman took a breath.

"What do you really want to do here?" grunts.

"You're mocking doang." Alex said.

"Oh."

"Can we talk? In Private.." Alex said.

"So Atmana, now you? If it's Ayumi Sakurazaka's problem, I'm staying."

"I need a chip that he's hiding."

"For what? To be one step ahead of Mr Sebastian?" Cibir Arman's.

Alex shakes. Then approached and whispered in French to Arman's ear so that the other members would not hear.

"Il y a des rumeurs selon lesquelles mon pere est sur la liste, j'ai besoin de connaitre la verite. The les donnees parviennent d'abord avec le nom de mon pere, vous pouvez certainty imaginer le chaos qui va arriver mon entrprise et la company de votre patron."

(I heard rumors about my father's name on the list, I need to know the truth. If the government gets the data first, you can imagine the chaos that will happen to my company and your boss company, right?)

Arman's face paled instantly.

"Damn.." he muttered tensely.

He was stuck there, unable to move. His mind was filled with bad things.

"Get that data, I know he's in your place. I'll give you a week, if you can't, I'll send someone to search. Even if we have to kill. Clear?" Whisper Alex.

*****

Ayumi was glued staring into the television featuring Korean Drama.

Supposedly, on a normal day, this activity was his favorite.

But why does he feel empty today.

Ayumi had seen the news show just now... Sebastian Bataragunadi's sister's marriage to someone named Dimas.

Pretty handsome when viewed from the tv and it looks like the public is quite excited about the celebration. All social media is talking about this Dimas.

But frankly, Ayumi was not interested.

He was more interested in the press conference that came after the event.

Sebastian and Milady are married.

"Rady-San.." murmured Ayumi.

Why is that woman so lucky?

Thought Ayumi.

Wasn't Milady the first wife of Trevor? Yamaguci did say that Sebastian seems to have a special relationship with Milady, but at that time Ayumi thought Yamaguci was misunderstood.

Apparently, no.

Ayumi becomes astonished, and she begins to question Milady's attitude.

Milady's good attitude towards Ayumi...

Is it also pretending? Like Ayumi's attitude towards Trevor?

Did Milady actually want to trap Ayumi by sending a bag containing GPS so that Ayumi is suspected?

Which one is right?

Everything looks faint...

But one thing is definitely true.

The owner of the apartment where he is now, is a breng*sek man.