The Revenge of a Bad Girl
Iraz's Return

Iraz's private jet landed seamlessly in the asphalt field behind his house. He immediately came down, running into the quiet house.

"Mr Stevan?" a middle-aged woman called out to him. Iraz did not care about the woman, instead continued to walk through the door.

"Vey! Brother Vey!!" he called someone.

"Stevan, calm yourself down," Axel, the man who picked up Iraz followed from behind.

"How am I supposed to calm down, huh?" Iraz stared at the cynical handsome man who might have been three-headed.

"Stevan?" suddenly a very beautiful woman appeared from the back room. "It's like a dream." the woman hugged Iraz.

Iraz is not warting. Attend to the behavior of the woman.

"Vey! Where's Papa?" releasing the woman from her embrace after feeling enough.

"In his room" replied Vey slowly.

Without further ado Iraz instantly abandoned both. Hurry to his papa's room.

Vey looked at Axel. Ask the guy for information. "Have you visited the place?"

"No, Honey. He came sooner than I thought."

"Well, I wonder how her life has been."

Meanwhile, Iraz had set foot in the largest room on the second floor. He found a man lying weakly on the bed.

"Pa..ini Stevan.." he sat down next to the man lying helplessly. "I'm coming home to Papa..."

Iraz stared at his papa's finger clamped to the oximeter. The man looked so weak with the help of medical devices. As far as Iraz knew, his papa was the most hated man with the tools of the hospital.

"I forgot the last time we talked. But I remember clearly, Papa asked Stevan to come home. I was angry at Papa and said I hated Papa. Then I ignored Papa's call every day. Now... how can I regret everything?"

"Stevan..." Vey came out the door. Most likely he heard Iraz's words from earlier. "You crying?"

Iraz did not answer. He focused on looking at her Papa's face that turned soft.

"Papa forced me to come here a week ago. She was fine but told me to massage her legs every night. I just realized that Papa we're turning whiny." Vey started telling stories. "Then three days ago, he complained of a headache. Axel forced her to go to the hospital, but she refused and said she was okay. We called the doctor, but he got angry. Even though his condition is severe. And yesterday, Papa dropped a lot. But you know what? He said he wanted to see you back here. Take over the Joubert family as it was. And then Papa's in a coma."

Iraz hit himself. Hearing this, he felt more guilty.

"Now how can I forgive myself? Papa this must be because of me!" Iraz held his papa's right hand. "Pa... Stevan's here for, Papa. I promise I won't be going again, I'll be back to being the throne holder as papa wishes... Stevan's not strong enough to stand without papa..."

"Have..already..." The newly-emerged Axel marries his sister-in-law who is trying to hurt herself.

"Take me off, Axel! I have to endure it all!" Iraz thrashing.

"No, Stevan! You're not wrong." Vey was entertaining. "You better take a break. Calm your mind, and think clearly. You're tired enough today."

***

Iraz entered a room located on the top floor of the building. The largest, most luxurious and cozy room in the giant house.

Nothing changed from his room. Keep it pure white. The blue bed he left about a year ago still remains durable even though no one slept. All clean, neat and orderly. I think there's a special waiter in charge of Iraz's room.

"Nothing has changed" he said staring at his bookshelf filled with the arrangement of books. "Everything is the same.only circumstances change."

While pondering, Vey appeared to approach him. His sister was sitting right next to him.

"You're so sad that there's no time to say hello to Mizi and Prince."

"Where are they?" tanya Iraz lacks spirit.

"In the lower room. They're still sleeping."

The man fell silent. He was not in the mood to meet anyone, including his two nephews.

"When, Brother Vey! I'm lazy again." said Iraz lazily. "Some of them will wake up soon. Why am I disturbing their sleep?"

The mother of two smiled slightly. "Stevan, papa has a message to you. I was afraid to tell him because you are still in a state of shock. But now, it feels like you're better. Are you ready to hear the message?" Vey looked at his only puppet sister with tired eyes.

Iraz nodded weakly.

The woman took a deep breath, staring at Iraz's somewhat changed face as it was more contained.

"Papa wants you to marry Erin. And I know, you've predicted this."

Iraz shook his head. "I don't want to!" reject it.

"Please, Stevan. She loves you, so she chose Erin because she knew you'd be happy with her!"

"Happy? It can't be!"

Vey touched his sister's shoulder. "At least think about it tonight. You know why you were sent to that little town, for refusing the marriage she wanted. And now, Papa could be okay if you refuse him again. Please brother..."

Iraz squeezed his hand. True what her brother said, her papa could have been more seriously ill if she asked. But how does he feel? Could it be that he sacrificed his happiness for the survival of his father? What about Aine? Should he forget the girl?

"What is the lack of Erin? She is beautiful, smart, kind and loving. Papa chose it not without reason, Stevan..."

"But I have another happiness! If you have to get married, can't you get married to another woman?"

"No way, Stevan. Papa just likes Erin."

Iraz nodded. He smiles. That smile was a deep wound.

"Alright, for papa's sake I'll marry Erin. But I need a lot of time to adjust!" in the end Iraz chose the right path but it was painful. He would just turn his life in an empty direction.

Vey smiled. "Remember, love can come after marriage."

"It doesn't mean it happens to everyone. And I'll be the one who hates marriage the most after this. But its okay, for the sake of my papa's recovery."

"That's the right choice, Stevan..."

"Indeed, but it would be the greatest folly I have ever done in this life. "

"Don't say that..."

"Go, Vey! I want to sleep!"