
"What are you doing? Why did you hurt your own sister?!" Gerald still does not understand why George likes to bully Isaac who in fact is his own younger brother.
George was silent with a sour face. He turned his attention in the other direction, refusing to look at his father.
"George! Answer papa's question, "again. He began to be annoyed because George continued to not respond to every sentence that was thrown from his mouth since a while ago.
"I hate him! I don't like him?! Does papa understand now?!" shouted George. The boy was just as upset with Gerald as it felt he was getting sidelined with the protective attitude his parents had toward Isaac.
Gerald gasped as soon as he found his eldest son snapping at his words.
"But he's your brother!" he said while lowering his tone slowly.
"I hate him anyway! I hate my mom and dad too! I hate grandpa! I hate all of you?!" George ran out of Isaac's room.
"George, we're not done talking! George!" Gerald followed the boy from behind. Chasing him and trying to catch him, because all this he has to solve.
George's behavior has really made the whole house restless.
...*...
I never thought George had such a powerful force to attack me.
My body is sick all because it tries to withstand every attack so blindly.
Isaac fell silent. His mind inexplicably recollected a moment ago when George suddenly attacked him like a possessed man.
About this time, what will her parents do? Will he be punished? I wonder what kind of punishment is appropriate for a child like him.
Chequek!
Door opens. Making Isaac's attention turn to Gerson who came by bringing him a glass of warm milk.
"Here we go. Grandpa brought you the milk you wanted, and as you asked, grandpa made it himself." Gerson put the glass in the tray he was carrying on the table.
Before, after finishing. Isaac asked Gerson to make him some milk. There was no other purpose than to try to avoid Gerson's aura which still felt frightening to him.
Why is she making her milk so fast? I thought he would spend a long time in the kitchen.
The aura of his body really scared me. Even when I saw his face, it still seemed to me how scary he was when he was angry.
Isaac grabbed the glass containing his drink and gulped it down slowly.
"Thank you, cake. It tastes good."
Do I look adorable enough? I hope she likes my acting, her mind. The boy put on a smiling face, and tried to look as blank as possible so that the man's fierce face was slightly reduced.
Gerson smiled knot. He walked up to his grandson, rubbed his head full of tenderness and said, "you look so adorable."
Goody. My acting worked! Isaac put the glass in his grasp onto the table.
"Isaac!" Donna went into the room where they were. Isaac and Gerson immediately turned to the direction the voice came from.
"You're okay, aren't you, baby? Mama's so worried you're hurt bad because of George." The woman looked very worried. Since then he had stood at the door of the room, not having the courage to enter because of a ban from Gerson who pressured him to wait outside.
But after waiting for a long time, his conscience finally made his determination to make him finally have the courage to violate the orders of his father-in-law and step in to check Isaac's condition.
"I'm fine." The boy smiled back.
Donna crouched down and hugged him tightly. He was relieved that Isaac was far stronger than they had imagined.
"What are you doing here? I told you to wait outside?!" Gerson's irritated expression suddenly reappeared. The man doesn't seem to like Donna's arrival.
"I'm sorry, but I can't. How could I possibly wait outside while knowing my son was injured? I just follow my heart."
"Pa, they're siblings. So it doesn't hurt to play together, does it?"
"You think this violence is a game?"
"That's not what I mean. But—"
"From today, papa will bring Isaac to live in papa's house."
"Wait on! What's?! Mean papa?" Donna Speechless heard her father-in-law's words just now.
"Is my speech less clear? Papa will take her home with papa. It was too dangerous for Isaac to continue living with his mischievous and dissident brother!"
"Papa mean, papa will separate us from Isaac?"
"That's the only way to keep him safe. At least with Isaac staying in my house, he'll stay safe. Nothing will bother him."
"No. I didn't allow papa to take her."
"I'm his grandfather, and I can take him anytime."
"But I'm his mother. So I'm entitled to—"
"My decision is round. Anyway I'll take him home."
Gerson bowed before Isaac, looking at the young boy who was his grandson.
"Isaac, you want to stay with Grandpa, right?" the tananya is full of gentleness.
"uh? Living with grandpa?" Isaac repeated his sentence. He was silent without answering.
...*...
"George, open the door. We need to talk!"
"Go! I don't want to talk to papa!"
"George!" Gerald continued banging on the door of his son's room with emotion. He was even more annoyed by George's defiant attitude like this.
"Bas stubborn," grumbled Gerald who began to feel his efforts were useless because George would not open his door at all.
"If it's like this, only Donna can talk to him. Now where's my wife? Why doesn't he exist."
Gerald just realized his wife wasn't around. The man went to look for his wife and asked her to talk to George.
His eldest son is easier to melt and easier to talk when handled by his mother.
After searching for a long time, Gerald finally arrived at the middle room where he saw Donna and Gerson were arguing.
He immediately approached his wife and father.
"What's this, baby?" Gerald said until the focus of the two split.
Isaac reflexively turned his head towards the man who had just arrived there.
Finally, I hope papa can ease their quarrel, her inner self.
"Papa will take Isaac home" Gerson said without giving Donna a chance to explain what happened.
"What?! Papa wants to take Isaac?"
"That's the only way to keep my grandson safe. You want to live with Grandpa, don't you, baby?" Gerson looked back at his grandson.
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