My Little Prince's
Memories that Return

A noisy sound was heard by the little boy lying on the floor enduring the pain in his legs. He tried to go near the black painted wall, where the sound came from. His red eyes from lack of sleep hurt as his eyes glazed over with tears. 

The boy felt close to his father, feeling that he would be safe and well.

With great difficulty, Samm crept towards the wall. He stuck his ear to the wall, smiling when he heard a familiar voice. 

"Dad."

"Dad! Are you here?" 

Sammuel heard nothing, as if nothing had happened outside.

Meanwhile, a man named Ed was laughing at Masson who was still kneeling on the ground after his leg was kicked.

Masson took a deep breath, holding his pulsating stomach.

"What do you want from me?"

"Nothing, it's just that I'm tired of your wife's game. He vowed not to betray, but he came out."

"You're still waiting for him even though he's out. Didn't your boss tell you who you were dealing with."

Ed shook his head.

"Oh no, I'm afraid of Nizcholn!"

Masson moved with a gasp of breath.

"You don't have to bother to do it, I'm not afraid of you."

"It's not about Nizcholn. It's about Roflyoln, do you still remember?"

"He's done."

Masson laughed softly at that. He pulled something out of his pants pocket.

"He's not done yet, meet him after this."

Masson ran with all his might past the man, pushing against a wall that turned out to be a hidden door. She pushed him with her feet, her lips raised as she looked at the boy lying on his stomach near the wall next to the hidden door.

"You, how dare you do that." Masson grinning.

"Argh."

"I won't let you go take the boy."

Masson threw the thing he took toward Ed. He then carried Samm's weak body and again used the rest of his strength to leave from a place filled with thick smoke.

Ed growled in annoyance. He immediately asked his lackeys to chase after the two.

"Where's your mom?"

"I don't know, mom was dragged by those bad guys."

Sammuel stuck his head over his father's shoulder.

Masson was hiding in a room when several men who were looking for him came. The man tightened his arms at Samm.

He took Samm down from his carrier, looking at his son.

"Are you okay?"

"Hm, I'm good dad."

"Great, my son is brave."

Masson took off his jacket, ripped off the fabric inside of his jacket. The man stood up, picking up a firewood near a long-disused heating furnace. 

The man approached the window, smiling with satisfaction. Masson opened a gap in the window slowly. 

"I think it'll be enough for Samm." He muttered as he threw a small round object of his to send a signal. 

The man turned to Samm who looked sleepy, Masson approached his son while carrying the wood he had taken.

He straightened Samm's leg, which had broken a bone, tying the wood to Samm's leg.

"It won't be long. Samm is a strong boy, hm?"

The boy nodded, then tos with his father.

"Come, we can't linger here." 

Masson raised Samm's body carefully. 

He approached the window that led straight out. It looks like Laurent has come with three men. 

"Laurent, take Samm away." 

Masson took his son out through the window he had opened. 

"What about you, sir?"

"Rubby's still here. You go and get Samm to the hospital. "

"Begging people to come in and wait for my cue. "

Meanwhile, in a black and white room. A man with wounds on some of his body smirked.

"Hi, Rubby!"

Ed turned his head around, looking up at Rubby who was sitting limp in the corner of the room. Rubby responds to Ed's arrival on alert, preparing to deploy the rest of his strength to fight Ed.

Ed walked up to the woman, pulled Rubby's hair and dragged her out of the room.

"You should come with me."

Rubby tried to remove Ed's grip, he held Ed's wrist.

"He no longer exists. You are my precious prisoner besides him."

"Listen Ed, he's the prince of Nizcholn. If anything happens to her, I won't let you just walk away."

Rubby turned Ed's hand, he kicked the man in the stomach. After she was able to escape, the woman ran away.

"Damn!" Umpat Ed while holding his stomach that is increasingly painful.

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A woman was running away, screaming when she saw the silhouette of someone she knew.

His pale face instantly became slightly brighter. His lips quivered to mention the name of the man.

"Mr Nizcholn!"

The called man came out of his hiding place, smiling at Rubby. He approached Rubby, hugging the woman with an irregular feeling.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. However, Sammuel?"

"He's been taken by Laurent to the hospital."

"Thank God, you've met before."

"We have to go, let the others take care of Ed."

"Come, this way."

Masson clasped his wife's hand, taking her through many rooms, down the hallway of the building.

They were greeted by Laurent who was ready to take the two away.

"Please wait in the car."

Rubby nodded, he then got into the car and breathed a sigh of relief.

Masson looked back, all the people he worked with had come out after escorting him.

"Laurent, isn't this weird."

Laurent nodded, he approached Masson who was standing before him.

"You don't have to worry, I'll investigate it further."

Masson nodded his head once, entrusting it to Laurent. He then went with Rubby to the hospital.

Upon arriving there, Rubby hugged his son as soon as Samm greeted him at the hospital door. The woman unceasingly kissed Samm.

"How are you doing, baby?"

"I'm good, mom. How's yours?"

"If you're good, then I feel good too."

Masson smiled faintly at his son and wife.

The man rubbed Rubby's shoulder.

"You also need to be treated."

The woman smiled her smile while nodding. He kissed the top of Samm's head before going to the treatment room.

"Samm, let's take a break."

The boy nodded, he was led by Masson back to his room.

After making sure Samm was asleep, Rubby came into the room. Asked about his son's condition.

"Rest here, I'll be out for a while."

Masson goes to Damian's room, asking the man to treat his reopened wound.

"What about Samm's condition?"

"Thank God the fracture the young master had suffered was not too serious, it would heal for several months."

"However, it is your condition that makes me anxious."

"What's wrong with me? Just a regular wound."

"However, if you lack rest until the recovery period is complete it will not make your wound heal quickly."

"Calm down, I'm okay. The wound will heal."

Masson stared at his stomach which was wearing bandages. He took a deep breath, got up from the sofa and approached towards the window.

"Laurent, how? Is there still no news?"

The man standing next to Damian raised his voice.

"Yet, sir. We still have to watch him and stay alert."

"Huft, he definitely won't stay silent." The man muttered, his sharp eyes staring out of the building through the window.

Today the sky looks cloudy, but it does not indicate that it will rain.

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