The housekeeper explained once more, and Edward listened. No words bothered his mind, his lips were too dry when he heard the news that his parents died in a plane crash in Turkey. Edward fell silent, utterly shocked.
"Th-that's impossible! H-how did Mom and Dad's plane crash?" Edward stammered he didn't know what else to say. He was very saddened by the news. Just an hour ago he had an argument with his mother over the management of the companies that his parents had built. But he must accept the harsh reality that is difficult for his mind to accept.
"Young Master, you are going to home right?" The middle-aged housekeeper looked dazed and confused. It's like losing grip.
"Y-yes, yes I'm going home!" Edward hurried to put his clothes on and then left Katty who was still fast asleep from exhaustion. On the table, he puts 1000 dollars for the woman he pleases tonight.
At 3 am, the car drove off without a hitch. The dim lights shed some light on a dark night. Several cars were still passing Edward passed very quickly.
His face was very worried, and his mind was frantic, adding shadow after image of the words for the words of his parents to him from the past until now still ringing in his head. So many messages from his father and mother were conveyed over and over again, but he ignored them and Edward considered it a passing wind that did not need to be remembered.
"Why? Why now?" he grumbled angrily. "Mommy and daddy you know, I'm not ready to take care of and be responsible for those companies! I'm still too young to bear the stress of your companies." Edward kept on babbling, he couldn't stand the thought of what he should do with his parents' company. The responsibility was too big for him to bear alone.
The car was parked in a very large yard. The magnificent and large house like a mansion looks sturdy with so many lamp decorations. Edward immediately got off and rushed into the house.
"Uncle Francisco, where are you?" shouted Edward excitedly. He looked around for his housekeeper. Before long, the fifty-year-old man walked briskly from the kitchen. He was still wearing a plain blue pajama shirt.
"Young master, you are back home?"
"Now, in which hospital is the bodies of my parents?" Edward asked matter-of-factly.
"I have not received further information, I am waiting for news from the police," said Frans who looked tired. He was holding back his drowsiness, not sleeping after receiving the call at two o'clock earlier.
"Okay, which unit is the cop who called?" Edward asked, his hand fumbling for the phone in his pocket.
"The city police in London, or the Metropolis Police Station," said Frans.
Edward immediately pressed a few numbers. He looks very familiar with the numbers of police headquarters in all cities in England. Edward put the phone to his ear and let his ear hear the dial tone.
He was very worried, but no one picked up his phone calls. He sighed in annoyance as he looked at the screen of his cellphone that was not connected. The young man once again made the call. He was still waiting, and for a long time until finally there was a voice from the other side.
"Hello, with the Metropolis police good morning. Can I help you?"
"Hello, my name is Edward Graham Jr. I would like to inquire about flight number 872WR, with the route from London City International Airport to Istanbul Utama International Airport, Turkey. Is there any further news about the plane crash?"
"Okay, sir. I inform you that for now there is no latest information. However, we will always convey this information to the entire family through print and electronic media. Or you can monitor all developments of this information on www ...." said the customer service officer giving the address of their police website.
"If I may ask, what happened to the plane and where was the crash of the plane with that flight number?" Edward investigated wanting to know more about his parents' information.
"The plane could not be controlled, because the left wing had a short circuit in the peeling cable. This caused a spark, burning the wing and causing the plane to sway," the customer service explained how the plane crashed. "Then the plane went into the ocean until it finally exploded!"
"No passengers survived?" Edward still hopes that his parents are still alive. He did not want to bear the heavy burden in the company of his parents.
"Sorry sir, no one survived!" answered the customer service in a sorry tone of voice.
Edward became very weak, he sat down in a chair and leaned his head back. His fingers rubbed his forehead which was suddenly dizzy. "Why did you have to leave so soon?" his inner whisper was very left.
"Excuse me, sir, may I know what is your relative's name? And may I ask for your cell phone number so I can contact you directly?"
"They are my parents. My father's name is Josh Graham White and my mother's name is Daniella Kennedy Stuart. And my cell number is ...." Edward tell his cell number, and hoped he would hear from the police.
Edward ended the conversation after saying thank you, this was the first time he had said that in a long time without saying it to anyone. The youth then covered his face with those sturdy arms. "Oh my God, why did this happen to me? I really wasn't ready to lose my parents!" he whispered in his heart.
He began to remember what his parents said.
".... Edward, later when you grow up, continue with mama and papa's business, okay ...."
Little Edward never knew, what his parents said. But he still always remembers what his father and his mother said.
".... Good Edward, you must always be like this. So Daddy and Mommy are proud ...." He is hugged, he is very dear.
But gradually the young man felt pressured by all the words of his parents. Edward, who was growing up, had different desires from his parents. Edward wants to be an architect or a movie maker who is reliable and struggling in the world of animation.
Both Josh and Daniella did not agree on what Edward wanted. They kept forcing the young man to enroll in college with a major that his parents wanted him to take. Edward was getting more and more depressed, his soul wanted to be free, and then he rebelled against something that his papa and mama hated the most.
".... Edward? You know what time it is, huh? You should study and enter the college that Daddy wants...."
Edward didn't care what his parents said. Both Daniella and Josh kept pushing themselves without thinking about what she wanted. The young man no longer cared about his ideals, he who was originally a good young man became very naughty and morally damaged. Fighting his parents say, getting drunk, and wasting money by treating his friends, almost every night.
However, the young man was aware of the destruction of the relationship and the pace of development of the company his parents had built for decades. Both his mother's family and his Papa's brothers and sisters began to take a devious path to obtain these companies. Edward ignored it even though he heard the words of his parents' family. And gradually, Edward began to feel something odd during the conversation between his parents and their siblings.
"Have they done all that now?" thought Edward. "Aaah… this is too much of a headache!" shouted Edward alone.
Frans only looked at his young master who looked sad and dizzy. "Young master, please drink the tea first, so that the master's state will calm down!" said Frans placing a cup of tea on the table. Edward turned and drank the tea.
"Thank you, Frans." Edward continued to sip his tea until there was only half left. "Frans, could you turn on the television? I'd like to see what's going on with Mommy and Daddy's accident."
Frans complied without what Edward said, he turned on the television. Many television stations include news of the accident as the main news on the television station where they work. Likewise with the television company owned by Edward's parents.
Reporters and newsreaders were eager to get rid of the news. Everything they say is very confusing. Not accurate according to information from sources who witnessed the crashed plane.
"Frans, may I know the company data of my parents?"
"So Young Master wants to continue with all the mistress and master companies?" Frans was very happy to hear Edward's words because he knew much better what Edward's parents were doing and ordered the young man.
Edward shook his head, "I just wanted to see how much money they left me?"
"B-b-b-but what do you do, young master?"
"Just do what I tell you and don't ask too many questions!"
Frans couldn't resist it. The ownership document was deliberately entrusted to him by Daniella and handed over after Edward really wanted to run Daniella and Josh's companies.
He stepped.
Actually, what did Edward want to do? See the next chapter.
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To Be Continued.