
DEG!
The atmosphere inside the car became more tense. Moreover, after hearing her brother call it ‘boh’ directly in front of her, it made Risya's heart actually throb with a sick nuance that Risya could not hold to elucidate.
Therefore Risya could only be silent and could not comment anything about what Arshel said to him in a cold tone and felt doubtful full of insults.
Yep.
Although it was only one sentence, but to Risya, it was a sentence that sounded to have so much meaning that it could not be counted with fingers anymore.
That being said like that certainly feels anger, but also feels undeniable.
Is correct.
Risya had actually felt a very angry feeling because of what Arshel said that Risya could not deny at that moment.
Therefore he really wanted to shout, scolding his brother in a loud voice for insulting him. But the problem is, what will he say to her with that screaming tone?
He always lost things to say so that his sentences could be spoken out loud enough.
That's weakness.
That way, his hand really wants to throw something, or wants to punch something harder than everything in the car. He wanted to vent it by punching the wall.
And one more thing, his anger could not be vented to his person directly, because Risya really did not have the strong guts to fight his intimidating figure.
Finally in the car there was only silence between the three of them.
Uncle Ard who originally wanted to talk to break up the debate they both could only clench his mouth, because the fighting of his two masters completely stopped at that very instant.
‘Did the young master not think about the feelings of the lady? Definitely now miss is very hurt.’ Heartbroken this uncle, seeing his two masters now is like a cold war.
Miss Risya and young master Arshel are two twins who have a stubborn nature but also have opposite sides.
If Arshel was a cold-faced boy, then the other thing with Risya was more about showing his facial reaction. Even all the feelings from Risya were already properly painted on his own facial expression.
All the small to big fights, Arshel and Risya have never been absent for a single day.
That's why Uncle Ard felt frustrated himself when remembering the truth that both their parents used to be like that.
'Well, master and young miss are really exactly like their two parents. But-' back to the real fact, that the mother of Arshel and Risya had long since died.
They both grow up without getting what a mother's affection is. Even for a father, Vatler never knew and how to give true affection other than with treasure.
'Madam, if only you were still alive, you would have been able to better wound them both.' Uncle Ard's inner self was filled with hope.
Every now and then the corner of Uncle Ard's eyes looked around for what was going on right now behind him.
‘I was very upset with his words.’ thought Risya, while looking at the scenery beside the car window to his right. ‘His words are always painful, but I really can't shout with words towards him directly. I don't know why, but I can't do it. All I just want to do is hit something.’
Although initially his eyes were staring at the scene outside his car, but the longer he stared, his gaze now was staring at his own face reflected from the car window next to it.
In his mind really crossed, what if his hand hit this car glass hard?
Was his hand battered, or did his glass break perfectly?
Unfortunately, he did not want to accept the consequences of being interrogated by someone, his father.
Neither she nor her brother, the two of them were actually so close to her father because most of her activities were done outside. In other words, go to work often.
This is what makes them both live alone in the care of others.
As for Risya himself, it would be a heavy burden when meeting his father, for not knowing how to have the right conversation. It just kept happening, and made him live like he was a stranger.
But in the midst of a journey filled with tension due to the silence between them all, Risya accidentally saw something new the first time he saw.
Risya hurriedly placed her food supply on her seat, and she herself directly moved from her seat and thrust her body to the other side of the door on her left.
Arshel who was surprised because suddenly Risya's body was suddenly in front of him exactly, made him immediately return to voice. “What are you doing?!“ asked Arshel firmly.
But Risya who was like losing her sense of hearing, did not answer her question.
Arshel looked at Risya's face which was now completely right in front of the car glass.
Arshel immediately knew, Risya was staring at something that managed to attract his attention until like that.
Namely?
“Dad.“ muttered Risya in a soft tone.
Arshel who heard clearly the murmur from Risya was just drifting to his left side. Not long after, he saw her through the rear view of the car.
It looks like a black-haired man with a black leather jacket who is stopping on the side of the road with a sports bike, is chatting with a sexy woman who is quite beautiful.
After not being seen again by the reach of his eyes, Arshel immediately called out a name. “Ris-“
“About who is that woman?“ Risya did not listen to her name called by Arshel, and only went back muttering with a question sentence filled with curiosity. “Don't-don't she's our mother-to-be.” muttered again with a thought that instantly turned into a curious voice.
“Risya.“ call Arshel once again.
“That woman is beautiful. But I don't like it when he's close to you. “ Risya murmured again by himself. “I really want to have a mother, but if that woman, I don't want to. Like the novels I often read, such beautiful women are signs of being cruel if they are already my stepmother.”, said Risya again.
“ Arshel who had lost his patience because he was disturbed by the existence of Risya's body in front of his eyes, especially with an uncomfortable feel both in his eyes and nose, made his body immediately act quickly.
Arshel directly pushed Risya's body to the right side quite hard.
“.........................!” Risya immediately reacted in surprise, until a fairly loud impact sound occurred.
BRUKK…!
That loud voice instantly made Uncle Ard widen his eyes.
“Young master!”