Redacted Mr. Barun
FIERCE

The sky, which was orange in color, has now dimmed into bluish black. Grandma and Mosev had just arrived at the mansion. Their faces looked very tired.

Maybe because in the middle of the road, suddenly the grandmother asked Mosev to go to the funeral of the late Barun's parents. While there, the grandmother sent prayers and told stories through her heart. Especially about Sabhira.

"Mosev, I'll go to the room first. If you see Barun, have him meet me in the room!" grandmother's orders, with her flat tone and cold demeanor. The mood of the old woman was not in good condition.

"Ready, Grandma. I also want to rest in the room" answered Mosev, moving his neck to sound 'crackle'. Grandma nodded and went to the room, as well as Mosev.

After a few minutes, Barun and Sabhira and his mother arrived at the courtyard of the mansion. The middle-aged woman stared in awe at the luxury and beauty on the front yard of the mansion.

"Sabhira, you'll take mom to the guest room first. I'll get the waiter to bring all my mother's belongings there" Barun said, taking off his seatbelt.

"Yes" answered Sabhira, nodding his head.

The man got off the steering wheel, followed by Sabhira and also his mother. As mutually agreed, the mother and child first entered the mansion. While Barun followed behind them while looking for a servant who passed in front of him.

When Sabhira opened the door, the atmosphere inside the mansion was very quiet.

"Sabhira, this mansion is very spacious. But is it really this lonely?" asked the middle-aged woman, as there was no one who passed by in front of them.

"Usually at this hour, the average waiter is busy in the kitchen to prepare dinner. Some of them have returned to their homes. Because there are servants here who stay and some who go home. Surely their home is not far from here" replied Sabhira. After a few weeks of being here, the girl already knew a lot about the condition of the mansion. Moreover, its nature is easy to blend, making it also easy to get to know and be known to many people. That's one of the advantages that Sabhira has behind the nature of the plot.

"Oh like that, son." The middle-aged woman understood and did not ask anymore. Until finally they arrive at the door of the room that will be occupied by the woman.

"Mom, this is Mom's room. Let's go inside!" sabhira then opened the door.

Since the room had just been cleaned by the waiter, so the room key is only held in the inner lock place. Therefore Sabhira did not bother to ask the maid in charge of the mansion about the guest room key.

"Geez, kid. The guest room is this good! what about your room and the barun?" exclaim the woman who is amazed at the interior design in it.

"Not much different, Mother, I also just entered this guest room. It turns out that the design is almost the same" replied Sabhira who then sat in the front seat of the dressing table. "Better now I take a shower, keep changing clothes. Come in for dinner soon. Later I will see Mom again for dinner together," Sabhira said. The mother also agreed.

Sabhira stood up and before long one of the servants knocked on the door. The girl immediately approached, and it turned out that several servants were delivering her mother's belongings.

"Madam, where do these things put them?" ask one of the servants.

The middle-aged woman approached, then emerged from behind Sabhira. "Put it inside, yes" he replied.

Sabhira nodded then retreated back so that they could put the items. When they finished, they looked down respectfully and left.

"I'll go to the room first, Mom!" pamit Sabhira then came out of the room, not forgetting to close the door.

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When she finished bathing and changed clothes, Sabhira saw Barun sitting pensively on the chair by the pool.

The man's face was flat looking at the pool water which had a reflection of light on its surface. Sometimes he blinked and closed his eyes.

"Dad ... Mother ... Don't stay with me! I love you guys. Please don't stay with me!"

The shadow of him when he saw his father and mother lying stiff in the hospital continued to spin in his mind. Instantly his body trembled and both of his palms clasped firmly.

"Let's find out who did it. I want the man who killed my son and daughter-in-law to experience the same thing, which is to be put to death!"

"I hereby declare the perpetrators of the murder to be sentenced to death!"

Plaque! A hand suddenly patted Barun's shoulder. He opened his eyes and looked to the side.

"Sabhira, what are you doing here?" ask Barun. The question was a reflex he asked.

The girl did not answer him directly. She sat down at the side facing her husband. Next to his palm was intentionally affixed to Barun's forehead.

"Not hot .." said Sabhira then crossed his chest and looked in wonder at Barun. "I should ask, what are you doing here all night? I saw that your body was shaking, I thought you were sick," he continued, facing forward again.

Barun let out a long breath. "I just suddenly remembered the time my father and mother were gone for ever ... " The man then lowered his head while rubbing his face roughly. "Have, don't ask too many more questions. We better have dinner together. Grandma and Mosev must have been waiting for us, and she must have been hungry, too" he continued, not wanting to extend the story again.

"You sure you don't want to tell me anymore?" sabhira asked who was actually very curious.

"The mood of my heart is not good to tell you. Rather than you being affected by my anger later, it is better to be quiet" Barun replied in a cold manner.

"All right then." Sabhira relented and stood up. "Yeah, we're having dinner!" bring him.

Barun nodded and stood up. They finally came out of the room.

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"You should be able to tell your husband about his actions that harmed the families of the victims, including Barun!"

Sabhira and Barun felt surprised when they saw the middle-aged woman being yelled at by the grandmother in the living room. They immediately rushed to the two women of different ages.

"She, Sabhira's mother knows nothing. It was his father who had been silent about the matter of the premeditated murder!" rebut Barun when he was between the two women.

Grandma looked at him with her anger. "Where do you know? what if he's lying?" smirk grandma, her heart was shrouded in a mist of disappointment. It is hard to trust anyone.

"I swear, I'm not lying. I said everything in front of Barun and Sabhira" said Sabhira's mother with a red face and tears.

"Sir, please .. forgive us for the mistake you made. Had I known from the beginning, I would have definitely rejected the compassion that befell me at this moment. I swear, we didn't plan anything for this family. We're just a simple family far below you .. and please .. don't involve us in the mistakes you've made," said Sabhira who was also unable to hold back her cries while hugging the mother.

"Mr.Mr.s knows very well not if not for Erzal, our family is fine. The culprit of all this mess is Grandma's granddaughter. Grandma doesn't even trust me sometimes, just because I'm still always considered a child in Grandma's eyes. Now I've proven it, Grandma" Barun said, sighing.

The grandmother was still silent as she looked at the three people in front of her alternating. The anger that had flared up earlier, now subsided. Grandma gave in with her ego.

"Belgium ... "

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