
Little Dion was sitting in the corner next to the closet. Dion wept bitterly when he knew he was going to be sent out of the country.
Dion eavesdropped on his mother and father's conversation while they were in the study.
"Where do you want to put my face? if they find out Dion is our son?!" Father Dion's voice rang out clearly to his room.
Little Dio is very much disliked, because of the shortcomings he has. moreover, Dion is his father's stepson.
Dion closed his mouth tightly so that his cries were not heard by his parents.
The quarrel between his parents is getting hotter. Where Dion's mother disagrees if Dion is sent out of the country and his father still insists Dion must go away from him.
Due to a long cry, Dion finally fell asleep in his place for a while before the door buzzing was loud in his sense of hearing.
Dion's mother entered her room with a face that could not be described. Mom took a suitcase and packed things quickly.
Dion came straight to Mom. "Mom, why is Dion's stuff in here? Is Dion going?" Ask plain dion.
His mother brushed Dion's hand off his arm violently.
"Have you said for a long time. If you study seriously don't joke, let's be smart, let's have something to be proud of. Don't keep being naughty like this."
"Now you have to learn to live independently, there will be a nurse who takes care of you. I won't take you home from there before you get first place in school and become an accomplished student. If you're still naughty, I'll never pick you up there." Said his mother while packing Dion's stuff.
After hearing that, Dion immediately rested on his mother.
"Mother.s Sorry Dion. Dion promises to study seriously. Dion promised not to be naughty anymore. Let Dion stay with Mom. Dion begs." Dion was at his mother's feet.
That was just his mother's reason for Dion to go abroad, he no longer knew how to hold his only child.
During his stay outside, Dion became an even more mischievous person. Because he felt that he had been dumped by his mother.
Dion's life was full of misery. Dion had quite a severe trauma during his stay in the land of the people.
***
Barra frustrated. He can't think and can't do anything. His mind was filled with Alana. He did not want his beloved woman to be hurt.
"Lo ask me wrong lo what? you're not realising? BECAUSE I GOT THROWN OUT OF THE COUNTRY! I'M STRANGLED! YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO LIVE ALONE WITHOUT A FAMILY! HOW PATHETIC! I FEEL LIKE I'M A KID WHO'S NOT CONSIDERED!"
"AND NOW I HAVE TO FEEL THAT BITTERNESS AGAIN BECAUSE OF LO, DOG!"
Dion's breath hunted down, letting out all the resentment lingering in his heart.
Counting the hours leading up to his departure abroad. Dion wants to finish and take his revenge on the troublemaker.
"Lo dirty hand from my face!" Barra brushed off Vallen's hand violently.
"Gee! Don't be so fierce, don't." Rayu Vallen's.
While on the other hand, Elang and Gilang seemed to have been furious at their behavior.
It seemed that they could no longer stand still and just watch. Cross the road settles towards the person holding the sniper.
Gilang did that without the Eagle's approval. The young man held tightly to the wooden stick he had in his hand.
*bugh
Bugh
Bugh*
Gilang brutally kicked and hit the man hard.
Instantly Barra, Vallen, Alana and Dion turned to the source of the voice.
"Please Alana!" Said Gilang in a loud voice. Gilang's face really looks very angry. His looking brows and his very sharp eyes.
Glazed wrapped his hand around the neck of the sniper holder and locked the sniper's hand with his next hand.
The sniper holder was helpless after getting a few blows on his face.
The eagle who saw the opportunity immediately ran off the rope that rolled on Alan's hands and feet as quickly as possible.
The eagle immediately took Alana to a safer place.
Barra was surprised to see Gilang there and Pemuda turned to Alana's place in the room, Alana was already in the hands of the Eagle.
Now Barra was able to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Argh! Lo coward, Bar!" Dion Frustrated.
A few seconds later, the young man let out an unusual smirk and gaze.
Then grab something in his jacket pocket on the right.
Dion carried a small sharp knife. "Armghhh!" Dion ran towards Barra with a knife ready to stab.
"BARRAA!"