The Fondled Heart
Chapter 8

The sound of birds squeaking on pine branches, whistling echoing the melody of nature that is so, exotic.

Tongue, sunlight protruding through branches of pine, winding due to wind. Breaking through the vents and licking Bara's face.

Glare, and warm!

Bara jumped out of his sleep! Spontaneously he got up from the bed and walked towards the window.

Bara, squinting into his two eyes because of glare. After getting used to it, his eye bead was immediately absorbed by the green expanse of yellowed rice.

I was shocked by that sight. Isn't this the middle of the forest? How is there a stretch of rice field in the middle of this forest?

Bara rushed down the stairs, as he remembered Frank's promise. Because the day is near noon. Don't-don't om Frank has gone without waiting for him because he was late waking up.

On the last rung of the stairs, Bara catches a body figure sitting on the sofa. Embrace Bara.

Bara deliberately cleared his throat to attract the attention of that person. And sure enough, that person instantly flipped his body, facing Bara.

" Egh, good morning, Mr. Bara." The one who thought was Bara, was Om Frank greeting him while bowing his face respectfully.

Bara's forehead frowned, adding to the good looks of his face. Confused and astonished, because of the attitude of people he had never seen at all.

" I'm sorry, sir, Bara. I am Baskoro, sir just call Bas, only. I was assigned Mr. Frank to escort you, because Mr. Frank was gone first,"

" ah, ****! " bara snorted in annoyance while holding her chin roughly. Turns out right, he's in bed. What's wrong with him waking up.

" Mister breakfast first, everything is on the table" said the bus politely. He stared hard at the bus. A man at least five years older than this. Down scared!

" So Mr. Frank woke up sir. But it seems that master is still exhausted, so it's hard to wake up." Bas dropped his gaze down, after speaking. The cold gaze of his young master, really made his body feel on the skin.

" Hey!" sahut Bara cooler. Only that word was spoken from his mouth.

Then Bara went up again to his room, to take a shower and copy the clothes. Bara was astonished as well, when he saw dozens of clothes that had been on display in the closet.

It seems, his return has really been prepared as much as possible.

Back Bara down. His sturdy body was wrapped in a blue navy shirt and jeans. Increasingly highlight the dinginya side.

Bara doesn't see the bus downstairs anymore. Bara peeked out from behind the window, The bus was heating the car engine.

Bara then approached the dining table and opened the hood. Looks a variety of foods that arouse appetite, Bara.

Lauk sambal innards and soto. Other seafood food as well.

" Where did Frank get all this food?" the Bara heart monologue.

Without waiting for long, Bara ate voraciously. The menu is really delicious and fits on his tongue.

Bara out, dsn found a bus that is still heating the car engine.

" Are you ready to go? Let my master deliver."

" Can you not call me that. My ears are like water, when you call me your master."

" Sorry, tu... Uh, what should I call. Father or..."

" Call me my name. Our age is not much different. Even you're older." said Bara flat without looking at the bus, which went awry.

"But what if Mr. Frank gets angry, and thinks I'm not polite. I could have been fired, sir." exclaimed Bas expecting understanding from Bara.

" Yes already. You call sir. Don't call sir,"

The black Fourtuner sports car now splits the road. Bara's eyes can't be seen to the right and left of the side of the road.

Fifteen minutes passed, the car stopped.

" We've reached , sir." exclaimed Bas. Then the bus came out and ran around the car to open the car door for Bara. But Bara's hunting's out.

Bara looked around. Looking for someone but not seen.

"Come sir, we're going there. Mr. Frank's waiting for us there." The bus went south.

Manut embers follow the steps of the Bus, which goes down the path. Five meters away Bara saw the cemetery area. The tomb made of marble was beautiful, looking so cleanly manicured.

Bara's steps came to a halt, when he saw Om Frank in front of a tomb, which was somewhat separated.

Bara approached Frank, and sighed as he read the name written on the gravestone. One by one Bara read the name on each headstone.

" Is this all the graves of father and mother. Also my grandparents, om" whispered Bara.

" Yes, and your aunt. Om's fiancee," that hoarse and heavy voice, which still paints sorrow. Distract, Bara.

" So, um is aunt Tania's fiancee?" buyak Bara. So is it that bond that makes Om Frank care about me so much?" the Bara heart monologue.

" It's not just Tania, it's meddling with your life. But your grandfather Mr. Vishnu is the one who has raised the degree of life om. Om who was once a hoodlum, and lived on the streets. Since the time he was taken, he had hope to live and achieve the future.

But, he had not been able to repay his kindness. He left tragically. Om fails to protect them, especially Tania. The woman who has made life so meaningful."

Bara was stunned to hear Frank's description. The same thing he did not expect. Om Frank's ass was so persistent as to protect him and take him away from the city of K.

Where he spent his childhood. Until his teenage years. Even at the age of twenty five.

It's just, he doesn't remember his childhood past.

All because of the trauma he had.

" Om has promised to avenge the deaths of all of them. Also to protect you. Because you're your grandfather's last lineage." - Frank.

Until Bara heard the sound of clucking Frank's teeth held back the emotion.

" Do you know who killed all my family members?"

"Om knew it a long time ago. Om and om Danu have long investigated. Even some of them we've already wiped out."

" Why not the police acting. Why the vigilante?"

" Justice doesn't belong to a small person, Bara. They are playing with the law. So do not be surprised, if many people are seeking justice in their own way!"

"Let's get out of here. I'm gonna take you around." Om Frank once the movement has gone up.

The bar didn't go up immediately. Bara was still staring one by one at the tomb. Spelling the names of his father and mother. There was a sense of sadness in his heart, when he learned that the death of his parents was due to the killing of people.

Bara offered a few short prayers for his dead family. And promise to uncover who their masterminds and killers are.

They must be responsible!!!

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seriated.