Mr. Little Girl. Mobster
EPS 68 # Sad soul

Sandra has finished giving direction and company introduction to Farah as well as her two friends. Without waiting for a long time, the two friends are already in the division where they will do the internship process while at KTech. As for Farah, she was still next to her lover's secretary. Their destination was the top floor where the KTech president's room was located.

I tried to survive, but you often forget... I tried to fight, but I got rid of it...

Sandra felt awkward about the change in attitude of her little miss who was more often silent.

"Sorry Miss, is there a problem?" Sandra ventured to ask her master's lover.

"Eh?" Farah turned to look at her cousin's confidant. "Ehm... There's no..." Farah lowered her body again, she tightened her fist in front of her body. "Is my brother here?"

Sandra showed her friendly smile. "Yes Miss, it's early in the morning that you're here!"

Farah returned an awkward smile and lowered her gaze again.

It is better to be separated than to keep getting hurt... Because I was always wrong, I was traumatized...

Farah realized, he should not show a change in his attitude at this time. It would be very dangerous if Sandra told Keenan. Farah quickly changed her attitude. "Oh yeah, am I going to work under Miss Sandra?"

"Oh that, honestly I don't know Miss. The reason is, Master has not instructed directly. I'm just following Sam's orders now!"

"Huh?"

Sandra chuckled as she looked at Farah's astonished response with her answer. Sandra let Farah out of the elevator after the door opened wide.

The tring!

"Miss wait here a minute, okay?" Sandra pulled out the chair her colleague Sam used to wear. Farah nodded obediently and immediately took her position. "I'll call Sam, you're here!"

Farah ignored Sandra's words, she stared at the door of her lover's room. A feeling of unease lingered in his mind. Farah threw away her heavy breath, the man she loved the most did not give any news. After committing brutality against her, the man simply left her.

I didn't chase you when you left, not because I didn't love you anymore... But I want to stop, we hurt each other... Doesn't keep you here, not because you're not happy anymore... But now I realize that love doesn't have to be with each other...

As strong as Farah's energy did not shed tears, his body did look pale and with all his strength Farah stayed awake and stood upright despite the fact that he was very fragile at this time.

The tring!

The clanging sound of the elevator sound that opened made Farah's gaze fixed to the front with mixed feelings. Clearly visible in both of her net, her lover walked upright and stopped right in front of her gaze.

"Babys!"

It is better to be separated than to keep getting hurt... Because I was always wrong, I was traumatized...

Farah was silent for a moment, she did not know what to look like, nor did Keenan. The man looked at his little girl who had shown a face that was getting pale. "Come here, Honey!"

Soon Farah got up and prepared to approach her man. He's still sane, he's got to please back his manly feelings. Otherwise, maybe Keenan isn't just coming back brutally in bed. His life could be gone now. Farah was already right in front of Keenan, her two eyes glazed over. The man managed to crush his feelings. "So bad brother left me!"

As fast as lightning Keenan hugged his girl tightly. "I'm sorry, Baby... I'm sorry..."

I didn't chase you when you left, not because I didn't love you anymore... But I want to stop, we hurt each other... Doesn't keep you here, not because you're not happy anymore... But now I realize that love doesn't have to be with each other...

Farah had already shed her tears, Sam and Sandra also dissolved in the sad atmosphere of both. Whether the problem is what is going on with his master, which Sam clearly finally understands, Keenan beat up their men just for re-engaging Farah in his life. 'Isn't it getting clearer your weakness, Keenan...'

Keenan loosened his embrace, he probed the look of his girl. Sweet sweater wraps around her girl's frail body. He also touched the collar of his turtleneck concealing the wound Keenan had created. Keenan's heart grew increasingly bitter. "I'm sorry, it's my fault I left you and didn't notice your situation..."

Farah gawked with the words of her lover, Keenan embraces my face Farah with both hands. "I deserve your punishment!"

Not only was Farah stunned at this time, the two loyal men also did not believe what they heard. Although Keenan spoke softly, they could clearly understand what his master said.

"You always manage to tease me, even when you don't do anything!"

"Aargh!"

Farah screamed in surprise as Keenan lowered his head and carried his girl towards the KTech CEO's workspace. With Sam helping to open the door, Keenan paused for a moment. "I don't want to be disturbed!"

"Understand Master!"

Braaak!

The door closed perfectly, Keenan sat his girl on his desk. Slowly Keenan stroked her girl's face. Keenan wanted to admit everything, but...

Farah fell silent, she did not know what to do now. "Sister?"

"I'm sorry, last night..."

Farah and Keenan were both silent. Farah herself does not want to forgive the actions of her lover, to be honest she really has no desire to discuss it. Slowly Keenan tried to undress his girl. Farah had refused, but the sharp gaze of Keenan made his guts disappear again somewhere.

Keenan's hand shook when he saw Farah's original appearance which again showed bruises and wounds from the bite of her neat teeth. Without saying much the man immediately made a call to his assistant.

Thou!!

"Yes, Sir?"

"Get me some bruising medicine!"

Sam was silent for a moment, to be honest the man had already noticed. 'What made you hurt her again?'

"Bring the required vitamin injection as well!" Without saying much more and without waiting for the response of his men Keenan turned off the connection.

Slowly Keenan moved Farah towards his private rest room as before. Farah also refused to say much, besides being very helpless. Keenan's current presence and attention was enough for him.

"It's my fault I didn't notice you this morning" Keenan said gently swiping each part of the wound created by him. "Other times, if I'm crazy... You─"

The man held back his sentence, his throat suddenly could no longer utter a word. Farah was touched by Keenan's remarks this time. Clearly visible in both of his male netra, he said sincerely.

"Can I run?"

Farah's simple question made both of Keenan's eyes wide open. He himself knew, no one could get out of his entrapment. Asking Farah to run away from her enclosure is certainly an impossibility. Keenan was like being hit by a checkmate attack by his little girl. Luckily the sound of knocking on the door allowed him to avoid Farah's question.

Without saying anything else Keenan got up and walked out of the room, leaving Farah who had given her a bitter smile. "Of course I can never run away from you, isn't it?"

Farah muttered after her lover's body disappeared behind the door that the man had closed again. The girl was already unable to hold back the pace of her tears, she propped up her face with both hands. Her body shook violently, after almost half a day Farah pretended to be firm without even letting out her tears. Now, he can't hold on.

Cry, you are human too... Where anything can, drag on... Pretend perfect...

Behind the room where Farah was, Keenan went crazy again. He slammed whatever he wanted to slam. The loud sound of all the broken glass increasingly made Farah cry out from her net. Her lover also let out a disappointed cry over what was happening to her at this moment. Sam could only stare at the state of his master. 'Twenty-eight years I've worked with you. All this time you are a great person who is feared by all humans in the black network. What would happen if they knew you were in your most fragile state right now? Is this the code for you to stop pursuing your ambitions, Keenan Kaviandra!'

Tell a sad soul, so cold is the world you inhabit... If there's no place for you to come back, bring your wounds let me treat it... Don't get tired of your feet running, there are things they don't understand... Give me a moment to lean back for a moment. You've been great all along, only you haven't been heard...

-- to be continue ---

Credit of song: Trauma by Elsa and the Grieving Soul by Ghea Indrawari.

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