Savingswoman
26. Disillusioned

Plaque!

The sound of a slap echoed, making several pairs of eyes stare in disbelief.

“What have you done Zakiel.”

Zakiel stared at the bewildered Jordan Balawel. An old man who was none other than his real father.

“What Papa means?” Zakiel looked at Jordan with his faithful hand holding his cheek.

Jordan clucked in annoyance at Zakiel's puzzled look. How could his son put on such a face.

“Do not pretend not to know! You know, the Wiratman family suddenly withdrew its investment, making the company a loss.”

Zakiel was increasingly confused by the direction of this conversation. Wirathman? He knew the family, but he never had any relationship with them. Even meeting her never.

During this time, he preferred to dwell on the art world, ignoring the large company held directly by Jordan.

“What's my fault? I don't know the Wiratman family at all?”

Jordan looked more and more at Zakiel sharply. “No evasive effort, they are unlikely to withdraw shares if there is no serious dispute.”

“What does Papa mean? What dispute? Even Kiel had only focused on the Kiel gallery, and never once plunged into the business world. How could Kiel argue with them?” Zakiel looked at Jordan disappointedly.

After the death of his mother, Jordan became a warm and understanding figure. Jordan's attitude this time made him very disappointed. In fact, this was the first slap he had for 27 years of life. And the first person to slap him was none other than the one he admired the most.

Jordan gasped at Zakiel's disappointed look. His heart was agitated. His eyes looked at the hand that had incised a deep wound for the child.

“Kiel, Pap__”

“Kiel wants a break!” Zakiel left with a wound in his heart.

Wasn't enough of the worry he felt? Now a sense of disappointment also came to him.

Jordan gulped a rough gulp. Throat's choked. He was blinded by anger, darkened his eyes, and slapped his son.

“Excuse Papa, Nak.”

*****

“Kak Kiel why?”

Azriel stared fearfully at the silent Zakiel with a blank look. Coupled with the red marks that were now turning blue on her cheeks.

Zakile smiled looking at Azriel who was standing behind the door of his room, then waved her hand.

Seeing the wave of the hand made Azriel immediately walk closer. His little hand stroked that already swollen cheek.

“Does this hurt?”

“No, this doesn't hurt at all. Brother is strong, wounds like this do not feel,” Zakiel said in a witty tone.

Azriel blinked at Zakiel's words. Her pliers remained loyal to that swollen left cheek.

“True.” The tiny hand pressed down the rough of those swollen cheeks.

“Ashhhh.” Ringisan came out of Zakiel's mouth.

“His words don't hurt? Why is it now that Brother Kiel is grimacing in pain.” Azriel looked at Zakiel with teary eyes.

“Huaaaaa, Brother Kiel is in pain. Who hurts my brother? Tell Riel, let Riel beat the guy?” Azriel put on a fierce face with a face full of tears.

The disappointment and worry that struck now turned into anxiety. Azriel's attitude was able to make him entertained, he quickly embraced the stocky body.

“Oh, yes! bener Riel wants to bales the man who made sister gini?”

Azriel nodded her head confidently, adding to the cute impression. Zakiel stroked his sister's mane gently, bringing her younger brother even deeper.

“Thanks for the attention. More dear. Riel wants what?”

Azriel who got the tantalizing offer spontaneously took off her opener and looked at Zakiel sparkling. “Kak didn't lie? Really?.”

Zakiel was stunned to see the tailed question. Looking at Azriel's wide smile, it somehow made her feel a bad premonition. His sister is not like a child in general. He would not ask for ice cream or a play. But__

“I asked brother to buy a watch in the magazine.”

Don't you! His sister is indeed talented to be a master racketeer. How could he buy a child's watch for a luxury car? Again, a child's watch? Now he can smile wryly.

Seeing Zakiel's sour face made Azriel pursed her lips. “Lying is your sin! People who don't make promises are also more sinful.”

Zakiel stared in disbelief at his little sister. Hay, how could such a small child talk about sin?

“Ok, brother will give. Enough's enough! do not put on a face like that.”

“Aprepared! Sister is indeed the best.”

Geck... Geck... Geck...

“Young Master, it's time for dinner. You've been waiting for the big master under.”

Zakiel nodded, making the Servant wander away the brother's sister's partner. Azriel who was originally cheerful turned sad. Zakiel who saw that couldn't ignore him.

“Riel why?”

“Riel doesn't like Papa. Papa always looks up to Riel serem, exactly like the evil monster Riel watched.”

The deg!

Zakeil gasped at his sister's words. His father had not been able to recant his mother's departure, and it made Azriel the victim and his impeachment. Gently he stroked the black mane making Riel look up and look at him funny.

“Riel, danger sister. Papa is very dear to Riel__”

“Papa does not love Riel. Papa is only dear to Kiel. Don't you think Riel's a collector?”

“Hay, mouth. Riel's Papa's biological son, Mama. Look at Riel's face similar to theirs.”

“But Papa never wanted to take Riel's report. Every time there is a homeroom meeting, it must be Kak Kiel who came. Kan Riel wants to like Riel.”

“Hay, Papa it is not that I do not want to, but Papa is busy.”

“Kak Kiel is busy too! But Kak Kiel can come with.”

Silent, Azriel stared innocently at Zakiel, waiting for an answer from the older brother.

“Riel, dear not the same Papa?”

Azriel thought hard to hear Zakiel's words. His serious wajaha made Zakiel tempted to pinch him.

“Gak.”

Hicks!

Zakile choked on spit hearing Azriel's innocent reply. How could Azriel say that. He even answered with certainty.

“Hay, how could Riel say so.”

“Riel is honest. Said ma'am guru, lying is sin.”

That plain answer further left Zakiel dumbfounded. If it's like this, which one should he blame?

“Why does Riel not love Papa?”

“Because Papa doesn't love Riel either. Said Temen Riel, if we love someone, but the person we love does not love us, it's called love clapping next to the foot.” Azriel explained innocently.

Hearing his sister's overwhelming reply at the beginning, and laughable at the end, made him chuckle.

“After Riel's correct hand.” Zakiel Correction.

Hearing the words, Azriel blinked funnyly and opened her mouth. “Oh, so. Next hand.”

“He. Why does Riel not want to feel unfortunately clapping one hand?”

“hmmm, said temen Riel, if unfortunately clapped one hand, later Riel became sad Boy.”

Zakiel turned his eyes to hear his sister's words. How can a seven-year-old talk about sad Boy?

“Ha? Riel, who the hell is Riel talking about that? Small-small but mature language.”

“Name Deren, Deren Alexis.”

Zakiel tries to remember Alexis's surname, so his memory is fixed on the famous male model, Maxim Alexis.

“Already, do not think strangely. Sometimes we give enough affection, and do not have to ask back.”

Azriel looked at Zakiel in confusion. He did not understand the meaning of his brother's words. All he understands is __

“But Riel likes to love something, and does not like to give. Problem Riel likes freebies. Kayak. He he.”

Zakiel patted his forehead, feeling stupid in his own words.he felt anxious with his adek way of thinking.

While Jordan who had been listening to the conversation felt stupefied. Don't Azriel love him?

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**Let's get emotional because of Farel's attitude, this author loves Azriel's funny thoughts.

Gemesh gk??? 😘😘😘😍**

Later Author will Up the next chapter a little afternoon yes, I wait for comments and enthusiasm from you, for the next chapter even more exciting lo 😊😊 do not forget to prepare your hearts 😉😉