"Why do you have a smile?"
The actions of Arsoni's mother surprised him. The woman next to him was despondent and irate. Her face was entirely permeated by a negative aura. Her lips then broke into a smile. Instantaneously, her son was shocked.
"Nothing. You just drive properly. Saturday evening, let's reconnect with an old friend!"
The gentleman in the white shirt exhaled. His mother's narrative was entirely predictable. He will undoubtedly meet his friend's son there. Approximately equivalent to matchmaking.
"However, Mom."
"Arsoni, stop arguing so much! Who are you so large for?"
Arsoni pushed his hair to the side. He was speechless in response to his mother.
"No matter what you say."
Brisia's lips once again formed a wide grin. After being humiliated in Bara's apartment earlier, she attained a brilliant idea. One, two, or three paddles are adequate.
***
During this time at Lukman's home.
Zachary slammed his body against the king-sized mattress. Because he had laid down too roughly, his body immediately protruded. His breathing had been erratic since the beginning.
His frustration arose from his inability to share a room with Sandra. He pondered his alternatives.
Bara will undoubtedly increase her surveillance on Sandra and Sky in the wake of this incident. He has a profound comprehension of the man who married Sandra. Unpredictable and full of deceptions.
"Are you in, Zachary?" Lukman yelled and entered his son's bedroom without delay.
"Hello, you acted improperly toward Sandra and Bara. This snot-nosed child had the audacity to reject the rules for cooperation that his father proposed."
Lukman was observing his adopted son while standing next to the nightstand. His wife had taken custody of his only biological child during his lifetime. He was previously unaware of his son's location. Prior to his decision to adopt Zachary from an orphanage.
"Papa, please look after Bara yourself. "I'm more concerned with caring for Sandra and Sky," Zachary stated without moving a muscle.
"We can employ Sandra as bait. However, you should first contact Bara."
Zachary merely flailed his hand. Prior to his assistance, his father had always failed. Just this once, Zachary desires that his desires be followed. No longer driven by Lukman.
"Please allow me to earn my living, Mr. Just woo Bara back if you become bored. Perhaps he can be provided with seven club angels."
Zachary's advice appeared to be considered by Lukman. However, he doubts the effectiveness of this strategy. Bara appears loyal to Sandra thus far. It is not uncommon for him to be seen intimately with other women.
"Is it accurate that Bara is so devoted?"
"Up until now, Zach has failed. You are aware of how many women my father hired on his behalf, which proved to be a waste of money."
This fact made Lukman appear annoyed. He was in no way interested in the female physique.
"Yes, a mountain must be climbed in order to be obtained." Zachary compared the origin to the maxim, "If you want a lot of money, you have to spend a lot of capital." Actually, he was so exhausted. He lacked the desire to converse with Lukman.
"About what are you commenting? Talking is always pointless."
Lukman exited Zachary's room in annoyance. To enjoy the splendor of his desire, he chooses to go to a nightclub. Instead of pondering what other cunning scheme he could employ to convince Bara to provide him with capital, he was preoccupied with something else.
Zachary turned his body around after Lukman had left. Observing the room's unremarkable ceiling. He liked Sandra, very much. He was hurt, however, by Lukito's direct opposition.
Lukito did not grow up alone. The son behaved identically. His love was rejected. He was relieved when Bara ended her relationship with Sandra. Sadly, Sandra moved to Canada and he lost track of her.
"Shit .... Look at me Sandra Anjani. You must be my property. I don't care if I have to kill two men to protect you."
***
Sky took the headphones out of his ears. He looked at Erlangga, who appeared captivated by what he had just heard, as he placed the object in place.
"The sky is this..."
Erlangga lost his vocabulary. The final thing he heard was so horrifying, and he was still a child. Even his knees shook, and he refrained from crying.
You pledged assistance. If you want to withdraw, you have one opportunity. Sky emphasized, "Please go home; I will never force you."
Erlangga, who had begun to regain control, was compelled to shake once more. If there was a price to pay for an always-present companion, it was this. He would willingly offer assistance.
"I still hold Sky to his word. Erlangga asserted there was no need for concern.
Sky responded, "I do believe your word."
"What do you anticipate he'll do?"
Sky received a whisper from Erlangga. Since he affixed the voice recording chip to Zachary's jeans pocket, this child believed the wall could record. Concerned that someone may harm Sky.
"What else? Obviously, by murdering me and Papa."
Erlangga's heart leapt in his chest. Sky was so nonchalant about saying such frightening things, despite the fact that he said them.
"Can you be so laid-back?" Sky could still hear Erlangga's mutterings.
Men engage in mental labor. Not Erlangga's lust. I have some plans. Let's begin cautiously. Because I have no doubt that Grandpa will bring his family. Mama Sandra will be protected in the interim. It's just me and Papa Bara."
Erlangga's cheek was wetted by a bead of clear water. He would not be able to imagine Sandra being injured. Additionally, someone intends to intentionally harm Sky. He did not wish to lose a family that had been so kind to him.
"What plans do you have?"
"What are your plans, Men?"
Bara unexpectedly walked in. Not that he never rang the doorbell, but there was never a response.
"I'm sorry, Papa has just entered the room. You were so involved in your conversation that you did not hear me knocking."
Bara defended himself after getting Sky's intimidating gaze.
"Uh oh, Sir, we were just discussing these questions." Erlangga felt awkward.
"No problem. Yes, Er, would you like to accompany us to the mansion? When do your parents plan to collect you? You can stay in the mansion if it's too late to leave. The weekend begins anyway on Saturday."
In confusion, Erlangga blinked his eyes. What Sky just stated was accurate. Apparently, Bara and Sky had a strong rapport. The chemistry between the two astonished Erlangga.
"Uh, Erlangga told Mama first, Om. Erlangga stated straightforwardly, "Because Mama is too strict about play time."
"Unquestionably. No problem. That's the way it ought to be."
Bara turned to Sky, who was observing his friend's interaction with him in silence. "Pack your bags, Sky. I'm sorry that your father asked you to move again."
Lazily, Sky raised his hand. Naturally, he had anticipated this outcome. Undoubtedly, his observations would not fail.
Erlangga raised one eyebrow in question. As if to imply that this time he was correct.
Erlangga assisted Sky until he no longer had any reservations.
"Okay, if you're in trouble, call Daddy or Mommy. Do not annoy Erlangga."
Sky only momentarily cocked his head. He had been so independent so far. It was impossible to annoy others. His intention was also to involve Erlangga so that he would realize how dangerous this world could be if he was vulnerable.
He would confront whatever happened to his mother. This is the only way he can repay his mother's kindness in caring for him to this extent.
Erlangga asked Sky in confusion, "What should I do?"
"What else? Notify your mother as soon as possible that you will be staying at my house. I promise that tonight will be entertaining."
Sky made his way to the walk-in closet. He packed his belongings by opening his suitcase.
***