
The eyes of the brothers were adrift each other. Up to one blink of Aruna's eyes, Aurel relented. While Ano did not understand why his position was just like a statue, he could not even fight or debate every order from Tanca.
Thirty minutes later.
"Are you serious? Your plan is suicide. Did you hear me?" Ano held both shoulders of her fiance with a look of anxiety, making Tanca nod without hesitation.
Nod Tanca's head. The man turned around, then kicked the chair in front of him. "Damn it! What's the difference between you and that woman? If he can finish off the waitress without guilt. Didn't you realize that he could eliminate you without regret?''
Seeing Ano's overflowing emotions, Tanca chose to approach the man, then hugged the burly body from behind. Then rest his head on a firm shoulder while closing his eyes. The gentle treatment of the fiancee, made Ano also close his eyes so that their emotions.
No more words. In addition to the embrace that calms the two men, while in the servant's room. Michael was preparing to put all the simple items that had been filtered by Aruna. Let alone a personal phone, all his clothes turned shabby like people wander.
He sat on the edge of the bed with a blank look forward. Where there is only a medium size closet with the door wide open.
"Is everything I do right? How would my two sons feel if they knew their real father was a servant? I still love Lea. Even though the woman had abandoned our child." murmured Michael as he let out a long sigh.
Undeniably. After a long time, he was finally able to meet and see firsthand what his twin son looked like. However, behind all that, there are still many questions that always do not get an answer. Including the question, how does the savior know all his past.
Geck!
Geck!
Geck!
The sound of knocking on the door blew away his daydream, and his steps rushed towards the door.
Chequek!
"I have to get out. Can we deliver?" ask the door knocker with both hands hiding behind his pants pocket.
His face was handsome, with a crossbred bloodline. Beefy nose, stocky body, sexy lips, plump eyelashes, firm eyebrows. There was no shortage of perfect sculptures in front of him.
Keano flicked his left hand in front of the middle-aged man who was now staring intensely like seeing a ghost alone. "Haloo's? Did you hear me, me?"
"Eh, yes, sorry. Come, sir." Michael retorted out a hand for Keano to walk first.
Keano did not bother with the new employee who is now assigned to be his personal driver. Now do not always have to be with Aruna who incidentally much more cruel when doing obligations.
"What's your name?" ask Ano.
"Call it, Mr. Mi." Michael replied, making Ano stop his footsteps and turn to look at the man behind him with raised eyebrows.
"Anu, that....,"
"Stop your bullying stares! Hurry up, we've been waiting for the client, Ken." Aurel who was standing at the end of the hall deliberately noticed the interaction of the two men to where.
Ken's breathing sounded heavy. It certainly caused Michael curiosity. Why does his son look so uninspired? Isn't Keano a bad boy? Then, why does today look quiet and overly tense.
The three walked down the back hallway of the mansion. Where the back is the residence for the servants. From behind one of the pillars, someone eavesdropped on that short conversation. Although he did not understand anything, the man still sent a short message containing events in the servants' booth.
[Master, there's a new waiter by the name of Mr. Mi. According to what I saw, the old man was in charge of becoming the new driver of Young Master.]~report the person behind the pillar via whatsapp message.