
It was night, Zafran was sitting on the couch staring at his laptop screen while Laura painted something with her canvas and all her watercolors.
A little while ago, Laura protested when she was in the shower Zafran disturbed her again, for Laura her husband seemed to have endless energy and never tired.
Zafran was always smart to make Laura drown in pleasure. Moreover, Zafran actually more wild and excited when his wife issued a melodious des*han in his ears.
Laura is painting, her hand movements are soft and graceful, Zafran is very fond of his wife's small hands, hands with a beautiful lentic brand, the man even often kissed Laura's hands with sensual. Laura has loved art since her teens.
As Zafran looked back at the laptop screen, the man's face turned flat and haughty, his gaze cold as he looked at the email from Stark who had just entered.
"Darling, can you do something for me?"
Zafran asked smiling at his wife.
"Do something?"
Laura frowned, not understanding.
"Don't go anywhere and stay inside the Mansion, I have to take care of something."
Zafran said worriedly, and put his laptop on the table.
"Can't you tell me what's bothering you? We've become husband and wife should I just be like a doll that doesn't understand anything? What problem made my husband to furrow his eyebrows repeatedly with an annoyed look."
Laura walked over to Zafran, sat on his thigh and kissed the man's eyes.
"My parents are going to press conference."
Zafran.
"Your parents? How can?!!"
Laura was surprised then standing in front of Zafran.
"I don't know what plans Arnold and Gaby are going to do, why involve the parents."
"But hasn't it been a long time... I even thought they had..."
Laura did not dare to continue.
"They're not dead, I'll explain later, if you're not strong don't open the internet and watch the newscast."
Zafran said goodbye to his wife and kissed Laura on the lips.
"Why Gaby is still disturbing our composure, and Arnold... I think he's a good man."
Laura said.
Zafran was getting ready to meet someone, Stark was driving his car fast enough, this time they left without an escort.
Cars break the wind that blows on a deserted highway. Zafran's attitude was indecipherable, cold and without showing any expression. After they reach the hotel, Stark knocks on the door, and there are no bodyguards in the hotel.
Someone came to open the door, the middle-aged woman then looked and raised her head towards Zafran who had a tall strapping body, the middle-aged woman then gulped her saliva.
"Who-who.."
Ask the woman.
"You insist on going to the press conference, claiming to be Mr. Zafran's parents but not recognizing your own son's face."
Said Stark.
"God... In-he's really my son...?"
"Who is knocking on Martinez's door.."
Antony asked and was surprised to see a man of large stature and height, behind him a man in neat clothes and a large black coat.
"May we come in."
Ask Stark.
"Please.."
Then Stark lets Zafran into the hotel and closes the door. The two old men simply stood up and bowed, each of them squeezing their own hands.
"I don't know who told you to, but I never thought we'd meet like this."
The word Zafran started first, and pretended not to know.
"Stop before you regret..."
Sahut Zafran again still stands arrogantly.
"Pardon us son..."
Said Antony.
Zafran gave a sharp glance and then looked at Antony with a murderous gaze, as if he wanted to say what right the old man called him "Son" he never even knew how he struggled to survive.
Said Stark.
"We don't want a dime sir, we just want to be together again with our son."
Martinez
"BRAKE!!"
Zafran who was standing looking outwards through the window suddenly kicked at the table that was nearby.
"I don't know who you're calling a child, and you're completely unchanged, still so greedy."
Zafran.
"Mr and Madam, you need to know, it's very easy for us to track you down like today we found you, if Mr. Zafran wants to, Mr. Zafran saved you from the streets a long time ago. So, why did Mr. Zafran until now not do it all, you must know the answer."
Said Stark.
"We're not going to do a DNA check or anything like that, we believe you're Mr. Zafran's biological parent, but all you need to remember is that you're 5 years old, mr. Zafran no longer has 1 family."
Stark emphasized his sentence.
"Master, allow us to stay at Mr. Zafran's house, even if as servants we will accept."
Martinez said.
"After our departure may you decide your best."
Stark said, Zafran was about to leave the hotel followed by Stark but his steps stopped.
"Stop..."
Zafran's warning was clear with a cold look, then left behind Martinez and Antony who were secretly upset.
After Zafran's departure, the old men were annoyed and scolded each other.
"Whatever she dares to curse at us, if I don't give birth to her she won't be able to do this, I really hate her, she's just a troublesome baby, her stomach was always hungry and she was always crying, very noisy, just a burden!!!"
Martinez was angry and widened his eyes and with a mouth that was kamit.
"Yes, he's so selfless, he should be thanking us, because it's us that he can be the successful person he is now, try if he's still with us, maybe now he's a delinquent!!!"
Snap Antony.
"Call Mr. Arnold, only he will help us."
Get Antony again.
"I'm also very upset, I'll contact Mr. Arnold to speed up our schedule for press conferences."
Martinez said he pressed the phone button provided by the hotel.
"Yes, I'm sick of living on the streets, begging and fighting over junk food with stray dogs!!!"
Antony drank alcohol with an iron container.
After Martinez contacted Arnold hours later, several bodyguards came and picked them up to meet Arnold at the man's residence.
It did not take long and they had arrived at the luxurious Mansion, the Mansion was thick in black and red, the Mansion courtyard was quite dark because it was only in pairs of dimly lit lights.
They were in a large living room, with large red curtains dangling long and wide. Arnold came with Gaby by his side.
"You guys are not so impatient..."
Arnold said with a smile. The man walked in by hugging Gaby's hip.
"They smell money, which they will get more of..."
Sahut Gaby's.
"We want to destroy all the arrogant nature of Zafran, even though he is our son but since he was born we really hate him, he said, and today he came just to humiliate us and wanted to throw us out on the streets again..."
Grumpy Martinez.
"Help us sir, we will obey all your commands..."
Antony said pleading at Arnold's feet.
Arnold retreated in disgust, then he sat down on the large sofa while Gaby was beside him, her dress splitting and revealing her smooth little thighs, Antony unable to hold her eyes to look, then gulped down his saliva rough.
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