
Scoot goes into the bathroom without responding to the question that Justin is asking. Honestly, he was confused about what to answer, while he himself did not understand his feelings for Luna. During Luna's departure from the Mansion, the man felt like he was missing something.
Justin was silent for a moment, with a look at the bathroom door. He could only sigh harshly as he did not get the answer that had been a question for several days in his heart.
Clamps!
"Did I teach you to stay there?" Justin gulped, not expecting the man to catch himself still standing.
"Sorry Mister. I'll take care of everything, hmm do I have to come too?"
"No, you're gonna handle all the work!"
Brak!
The loud bang of the door leaves made Justin rub his chest, of course he was shocked because the sound was quite deafening, fortunately the door was made of quality materials, if only made of plywood, if only made of plywood, it may have been shapeless.
"Slightly soft what's wrong anyway?" Justin grumbled inwardly and immediately walked towards the door of the room, not wanting to linger with the rude man.
Scoot out of the bathroom. Spreading his gaze for a moment, he thought Justin was still at home in the room.
With a quick movement he put on his clothes, glazed at the glance watching his appearance that had been chaotic last night.
"Wait for me!" I don't know who it was for. A meaningful smile was engraved on those sensual lips.
Right in the main room Scoot meets Fanny who just happened to drive Angel home to school.
"Is Angel a schoolgirl?"
"Yes, Sir." Fanny replied while looking down.
"Fetch him, and for the next week let him stay in the main Mansion. Before I get out of town don't come back."
"Good sir."
Scoot continued his steps, getting into the car towards the main Mansion, the residence of his parents. It just so happened that a family-owned helicopter was stationed there.
Taking just 15 minutes, the Rolls-Royce Boat Tail is the fifth collection of Brylee Scoots. Arrived at the main Mansion, directly to the helicopter runway that is in therooftop, without wanting to meet with his parents because he thinks there is no time.
Getting there takes two hours. Throughout the flight the man did not stop babbling because the two hours was very long.
Arriving in town X, Scoot decides to take a break at the hotel. Waiting for the ferry boat schedule. Although impatient but he could not act because of the difficulty of road access.
*
After dinner Luke's family gathers in the narrow main room.
"Darling, how's your divorce proceeding?"
Luna, who was asked by Mom Britney, could only look down. He was informed by lawyers that the first trial had failed for some unclear reason.
"Mom did not expect if it ended like this, all this time Mom enjoyed to be happy on top of your suffering. Mom, I'm sorry, baby, even though this apology is too late." The middle-aged woman who had dimples was shedding tears while holding her chest which felt very tight.
"Dad, it has failed to become the head of the family to put aside your personal affairs dear. Dad, really is a stupid guy who can't keep his daughter. Dad, I'm sorry, but there's no benefit anymore because everything's already happened."
Luna shook her head with a sad look, regretful sentences made by her parents were so tight chest that they pierced to the recesses of the heart.
"Mom, there's nothing to blame, even regret. It's not Mom's fault, or anything else. It's purely a mistake that Luna made, it's destiny for Luna Mom, Dad, Mike!" finally Luna exploded after being silent for quite a long time.
"If you tell me from the beginning what really happened, then everything is not like this. Wasn't our life full of happiness from the beginning? Although life is full of shortcomings but— Arghh is no use anymore!" Mike becomes carried away, angry because he faces the reality of what happened to Luna, his only brother. Since the incident at that time Mike can only hold anger in the heart and just vent his heart.
"Luna is sorry. Sorry for creating chaos. Sorry for turning something sweet into bitter. It's Luna's destiny, so please don't blame yourself. Luna asked please don't discuss this matter anymore, it's the past that Luna wants to bury deeply, although it's not that easy, but whatever obstacles Luna will try." After saying that Luna moved, then stopped her steps. "Luna's got a fresh breeze first, so leave the door unlocked. Dad, Mom should take a break, isn't this whole day so tiring? And you're Mike, keep learning." Luna continued her steps towards the door.
Right in the courtyard of the old building, Luna sat in a shrimp chair located in the yard with lighting not too bright lights. The night wind hit his entire body but did not make the beautiful woman move.
Instantly the cry that had been held up just now broke out instantly. Luna vented emotions, upset, sad and many more lodged in her heart.
"I never should have been born in this world! If it only makes the people I care about hurt. The sadness of even their cries was so painful. Do I have the right to blame fate? Please, answer my question!" Luna was crying hysterically, staring up at the star-filled sky, waiting for an impossible answer. Luna blames her unlucky fate on her life like her childhood dream.
Luna smiled wryly, wiping away the tears that were unceasingly flowing. He promised not to cry for his past, but it wasn't that easy. Luna was just an ordinary human being, of course weak in every single matter, just like the women out there.
Every Luna wants to bury the past, spontaneously just a beautiful face and worry about Angel dancing in her memories. Even more unfortunate, the cold face of the handsome man made his calm disturbed, even at every moment closing his eyes the handsome face became his sleeping flower.
Luna became frustrated herself because her mouth and heart were not in line, having their own goals. The more you want to forget, the deeper you go to remember.
Luna moved from that worn-out chair. He turned his head up again, with a aimless look. "Do I not deserve to be happy? Even if it's just for a second?"
"Everyone deserves to be happy, including you!"
The deg!