
"Eh? means your sister's mother is alive? so why did dong brother get this sad?" maya asked curiously and felt a little guilty.
"I don't think you need to know about it" Abian added, drowning her face in Maya's neck.
"Can I ask you for help?" abian asked with a face that had slipped on Maya's neck.
"What is that brother?" ask Maya.
"I want to sleep but I can't, please wipe my head so I can go to sleep?" peech Abian hopes Maya wants to do what she wants.
"Alright, if that's what you want" said Maya began stroking Abian's head.
Abian quickly fell asleep while hugging Maya tightly. Abian had never slept well, because he was so lonely. No stay mother was a father who was able to embrace her in the middle of the night to make Abian live in a condition of lack of affection.
Maya's presence in Abian's life makes Abian feel what true affection is.
"Hoaamm sleepy" said Maya yawned. Maya also fell asleep following Abian to dreamland.
Skip-y!! Next day.
"Eumm.." Mayan woke up. Maya gets up and sits down. His eyes looked towards Abian who was preparing to be ready, it seemed like he was going to the office today.
"You awake?" asked Abian when she saw Maya sitting on the bed.
"Where are you going?" tanya Maya looked towards Abian with her pillow face.
Wake up is still beautiful if you have a shower? I don't know why Abian likes Maya.
"Why do you always put on such a stupid face? didn't you know you were so adorable!" abian chuckled. He stepped closer to Maya and then kissed her forehead many times.
"I have a little business. In the afternoon I will go home and then we go shopping for clothes for you" continued Abian in a nod by Maya.
"I'm alone dong here?" grumbled Maya pouting.
"You're not alone, under Dita's aunt, she will accompany you here" Abian smiled faintly at Maya's frown.
"Here is someone besides brother? last night I didn't see anyone in this house" Maya said.
It's true, when Abian brought her to that place, Maya didn't see anyone there.
"You're right, I just hired her to accompany you here, now take a shower and get ready for breakfast" Abian ordered.
"Ready commander!" maya said respectfully as if she were in a ceremony.
Maya also goes to the bathroom leaving Abian who chuckles angrily at her behavior.
Skip-y!!
"You stay here and you don't go anywhere before I go home, you understand?" abian told Maya. Maya nods a sign she understands Abian's words.
They were at the front door of the mansion. After saying goodbye to Maya, Abian kissed her forehead and then left the mansion.
On the way, Abian's luxury car helped defend the highway. The road seemed to be so jammed because today was a very busy day for the workers.
Skip-chan! Arriving at the main mansion. Abian went inside. With a cold and flat face Abian directly climbed the stairs and headed to a room.
"Ceklek" Abian opened the door, and found his father lying weakly on the bed.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, what did you call me?" asked Abian in a cold tone.
"Go to the point! I'm busy right now, there's no time to get stale with you guys" Abian said.
"Son, don't talk to your mommy like that, you can hate Daddy but not your mommy, you don't know what" Dave looked at me at his son.
"If I knew you were calling me to speak only of stale language, then I would never come here again!" abian said arrogantly.
Abian turned around and was about to leave the room.
"Son, can't you forgive Daddy?" dave asked to cry to see his son who was like a stranger to him.
Abian who heard that reflex stopped his steps.
"Without apologizing I've forgiven you, but the wound you put in my heart has not healed completely" Abian concluded coldly.
"Abian is so hurt you're with Daddy?" dave asked with tears.
"Which heart does not hurt, when a child who has his 7th birthday instead sent him to Spain? Which heart does not hurt when a father deliberately separates a child from his mother? do you know what Daddy feels like? huh! why should I call you Daddy? you don't think of me as a child"
Abian hardened his jaw, clenched his hands firmly trying to hold back the tears that were about to come out soaking his cheeks.
"That Daddy did it because of dad-" Dave's speech was cut off when Abian immediately said.
"The color of the inheritance from great-grandfather? that so?! Hahaha look at you've managed to educate me as a mobster who doesn't know affection! just because of that stupid legacy you made me suffer like this? try saying! what a position like this if I am not happy!! SAY!!" abian shouted furiously making Dave speechless.
Amanda cried to see her husband and son like strangers. It was even more like an enemy that had no blood relation.
"Abian's enough, your Daddy's sick!" amanda said to cry.
"I know he can't say it! in the end I hate you even more if I remember that incident!" abian left the room.
"Darling, am I a bad father to both of our children?" dave asked crying in Amanda's arms.
"No Dav, Abian just needs time to understand this kind of condition" Amanda replied, calming her husband.
"Abian hates me baby, he hates me so much, you idiot! what kind of father am I!" dave was crying.
Amanda could only stroke Dave's hair so he could calm down and not think about the incident. Amanda's afraid Dave's fever is getting higher.
Indeed Amanda was also sad, he knew that Dave only wanted to carry out the duties of his great-grandfather to educate Abian hard. But that upbringing made Abian hate Dave.
Abian Pov.
At the moment Abian was going down the stairs of the mansion. His steps came to a halt when he saw his sister.
"Sister, are you home?" asked Aidan was surprised to see Abian's arrival at the main mansion.
"Aidan, brother trusts you, please take good care of mommy and Daddy. I will not return to this mansion again, this mansion already looks foreign to me" Abian said patting his sister on the shoulder.
"But why brother?" ask Aidan. Aidan caught the grief on his sister's face.
"I hate this kind of life Adian, I hate him so much. I want a normal life but destiny says something else. Destiny does not allow me to be happy" Abian smiled.
From here we know, that the harsh upbringing of Dave made Abian tortured and lost the affection of the family.
Seriate.