The Devil's Touch
#26
Maxime was sitting in a chair with Milan beside him, the man did not stop holding Milan's hand.
Two servants were taking care of their orders. The two women whispered with occasional glares at Milan with a look of disdain for the girl.
"If you don't have money, don't shop here! you see, that girl was shameless about asking for a discount at our store when she herself was shopping for free because of Mr. Peter. Doesn't he know all the stuff we're selling isn't cheap."
"Have it, don't be like that. In any case the girl should remain in service."
"Currently, if I were him, I would know not to go to a big mall like this."
"Don't say much, quickly wrap all these clothes! I'll wrap the shoes first." One kind servant left his friend who was still grumbling alone.
"That girl was lucky to have such a handsome lover like that guy, but how could such a handsome guy choose a school girl that I care about and not look after like her!!"
The waiter's conversation was heard clearly by Maxime, but not with Milan because the girl was putting earphones in her ears. From the beginning of seeing the annoying waiter Maxime can guess the character of the waiter who likes to talk and take care of other people's lives.
That's why Maxime put earphones in Milan's ears on the grounds of asking the girl to judge her favorite song so that Milan did not hear abuse from the waiter.
"I love this song" said Milan as he moved his head enjoying the music he listened to.
Maxime just smiled and nodded, he pulled a little earphone in Milan's ear. "Wait here, I want to try my shirt first" said Maxime, who was answered by a nod from Milan.
The man approached the maid and said. "I want to try on my shirt first, is there a dressing room here?"
"He is handsome up close .. but unfortunately, he is not a rich man, shopping can only be free from Mr. Peter," the woman's inner.
"Miss?" call Maxime.
"Oh yes, there is. Follow me."
Maxime followed the woman from behind and when he reached the dressing room, Maxime immediately pushed the waiter with one hand to smother his mouth so he could not scream.
The woman tried to fight but Maxime strangled her neck hard making the servant's breath cut off, her face red because it was difficult to breathe.
At the same time Maxime's jaw hardened strongly with a shiny anger in both of his eyeballs. His teeth were bluffing in annoyance.
"How dare you insult my Milan!!" Touch Maxime slowly but with emphasis.
The waiter lashed Maxime's hand asking to be let go.
"You don't know who I am? you don't know who you're working with now!!" maxime said pushing the woman's body to the mirror behind her, lucky that the mirror did not break and did not make any sound.
The woman let out a long sigh by banging her chest and kept coughing because the oxygen was stuck in earlier.
Maxime rolled up the shirt in his left hand and showed the fireball tattoo and the wings of a garuda there.
The maid's eyes were perfectly rounded, only the Yakuza and Antraxs had the emblem.
As he recalled the Yakuza emblem was behind the neck with a garuda wing tattoo and the anthraxs symbol was on the wrist with a red fireball tattoo.
Suddenly the memory of the waiter turned back, two years ago Javier De Willson was interviewed on the TV station about the identity of his son.
"The Yakuza's arms are on the back of their necks with a garuda wing tattoo there and the Antraxs emblem is on the wrist with a red fireball tattoo. While the leader had both tattoos on his wrist, the wing of the eagle with a red fireball on it was only owned by my son, Maxime Louis De Willson as the symbol of the leader of the two mafia groups ..."
Deg.
The servant's feet trembled in fear to the point that they could not support their own body so weakly. And he fell to the floor.
Slowly he looked up at Maxime who was now giving a death look for him.
"T-lord ... Forgive me .. sa-I do not mean .. for ... to insult your beloved Mr ..."
"What punishment do you deserve, miss?"
"Master .. don't Mr ..."
Hearing the word of the servant's punishment immediately hugged Maxime's leg but quickly pushed Maxime's leg to make the servant fall back to the back.
"Listen to me, if my identity is revealed, you are the first person to get death out of my hands!! this time I'm sorry but get out of my mall right now!!" maxime said, then out of the dressing room, leaving the waiter still frightened and occasionally wiping away the tears that flooded his face.
Actually Milan was not a cowardly girl, if in humiliation the girl must be angry and fight. But now how could Maxime not allow Milan to hear insults from the servant.
*
Maxime and Milan walking in the garage to his car, the man was seen carrying a lot of shopping bags because it was not just the shoes they bought. Starting complete writing equipment, new bags, watches, clothes to relax at home and also several pairs of sandals.
Actually Milan continued to refuse from earlier, especially when Maxime took complete writing equipment. For what reason, he was more often skipped than studying in class. The books in his bag were empty.
"What is not excessive, what if Mr. Peter is angry about this," said Milan who sat next to Maxime.
"No, he's my loyal customer and I'm very close to him" said Maxime who was installing a seatbealt.
The car drove back to the Maxime petshop. On the way Maxime occasionally turned to Milan with a smile while the girl turned her face towards the window and chose to enjoy the beauty of the vast tea garden area.
Until suddenly Maxime's car broke down again. The man also snorted in annoyance.
"What's wrong?" ask Milan.
"I'm sorry, the car broke down." the man rushed out of the car and opened the front of the car.
I don't know what's wrong but when it opens there's smoke coming out of his car. Milan came out and stood beside Maxime.
He did not understand what was wrong but Milan just stood by to see the hand of Maxime who kept moving to fix his car.
Until finally Milan bored himself and chose to walk into the tea garden area, Maxime who immediately realized Milan was not beside him was screaming.
"Don't go!! aren't you afraid of missing?!!"
Milan turned around, frowning his forehead. "missing? I'm five steps ahead of you. How can it be lost."
Maxime walked over to the girl. "Where are you going?"
"Nothing, just a walk."
"All right, I'll keep you company."
The man entered the tea garden with Milan's hands behind him. They walked along while continuing to talk.
"What about your car?"
"He's dead."
"Dead?"
"Yes, it can't be used anymore. Looks like I'm going to borrow money from Arsen to buy a new car."
"She's going to lend me the money?"
"Of course, we've been friends for a long time."
"You still have a bike" said Milan.
"I don't want you to get sick if I have to take you to school in the rainy season."
Milan simply nodded with Maxime's reply. "Sorry to trouble you ..."
Maxime immediately stopped and turned to look at Milan.
"I hate those words!!"
"Huh?"
"You don't bother me, little cat .." said Maxime stroking the top of Milan's head in dismay.
They continued walking until they finally sat together in a small hut in the middle of the tea garden area.
Milan still wears his school uniform, he keeps his eyes on the coolness of the tea garden even though it is late afternoon.
Sometimes he smiles while enjoying the air that refreshes his breathing.
And beside him was Maxime who had been staring at Milan without getting bored.
"I love the tea garden here" said Milan and turned to Maxime.
Milan's smile faded and turned nervous as Maxime stared at him without blinking.
"Why?" ask Milan.
Quickly Maxime scooped Milan's face and then meng*umnya, Milan rebelled but in vain. In a small hut in the middle of the tea garden area for the first time Maxime men*um a woman.
"You are Milan ... Milan-is ... My little cat ..." said Maxime after releasing their kiss*n. And Milan still stared so surprised to get a sudden kiss*n from Maxime.
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