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The Bull is Back

With a pale face and bowed in fear, a woman in servant clothes stood up as her hands squeezed the uniform she was wearing. The sharp old Netra Bastian glanced towards the servant in front of him who was engulfed in fear.

The clockwork of the wall broke the silence in the central room of the Bastian family mansion, the atmosphere immediately became a horror for the servant because he seemed to be a defendant who was waiting for his master's verdict.

"It's so nice to talk like that to her!" bastian snapped in a loud voice.

"Ma.af tu-an." the voice of the servant stammered.with his face still down and his hands unwilling to quietly tremble.

"Are you tired of living, what would you want to die for?" hardik Bastian with the same question means.

"Sa ..ya, ma. u hi. dup tu.an.' replied the waiter with a trembling voice this time his legs were seen to vibrate until the establishment was not firm.

Bastian grabbed the ceramic ashtray lying on the nightstand next to him and threw it at the waiter right at his temple, blood was seen pouring and some of it hit his eyelids

Wuuzzzz

Pletokkp.

'Yeahah!" the pained voice of the waiter was being held back while covering his mouth with both hands.

"GUYS GET THAT GARBAGE OUT OF MY HOUSE!!" the shrill voice of Bastian echoed throughout the room of the house and made anyone jerked in shock including Safitri who sat at the dining table.

"Astaghfirullah's throat doesn't hurt" Safitri said to one of the servant aunts who served him in the dining room while covering both ears with both palms.

"Don't be surprised Madam, Juragan mah tiyasa is so if you're angry." said the waiter with a faint smile.

"The lady continued to eat it cold and it would be bad and just ignore everything the mistress heard now because the mistress had to get used to." the servant's aunt said.

Safitri glanced at the waiter who was the same age as her mother in the village and smiled faintly as he nodded and resumed his morning breakfast.

***

The hot air of Tangerang city with various pollution piled up so one has no effect in the room that is quite spacious air air where Kemal is treated. Faithfully Ismail is always nearby who is ready to standby 24 hours guarding his master.

"Hoooaammm!" kemal's body wriggled while yawning wide his mouth like a tiger ready to pounce.

Seeing there was movement in the Kemal bankar, Ismail immediately stopped the activity and rushed up from his seat to walk up to a tall figure strapping with the body almost to meet the length of the bankar.

"Thank God you are conscious" Ismail said carefully because he did not know who woke up from this sleep Rico or Kemal.

Kemal slowly opened his eyes while gnashing several times.so his bead opened Kemal immediately protected his eyes from the spotlight of the lamp that was right on it.

"Turn off the lamp." he ordered in a cold voice.

Ismail quickly moved to press the switch button immediately making the room dim because the curtain fabric was most open.

"Mr Kemal, do I need to call a doctor?" ismail asked very carefully because he knew the person who was now in front of him and in a lying state was Kemal instead of Rico.

Not the answer that Ishmael could but a sharp gaze with glaring eyes made Ishmael bow his head.

"What doctor am I not? The brain never goes to school!" kemal snorted out of his sleep and walked away from Ismail to the bathroom.

Ishmael only took a breath in hearing Kemal's harsh words because it had become his daily food. Once completed prepare assisted and served by Ismail half an hour later Kemal out of the VVIP room where he was treated accompanied by Ismail.

"Wait for Key." call the authoritative voice Fabian's chasing.

Kemal slowed his pace, now both roads go hand in hand.

"Congratulations Key, why don't you invite us to serial Lo's wedding? Do you really not think I'm a brother? Or this fake wedding that Lo engineered for Sari Sehat group so as not to escape from the hands of Lo." cynical tone wrapped in disappointment without clear from the words Fabian.

Kemal stopped his steps standing straight, turned his head towards Fabian, for a moment he just stared intently at Fabian with a confused looking face.

"Isn't siri?" tanya Kemal was confused by the intent of Fabian's words.

"No amnesia, brother? because from the results of the examination Lo is fine." back asked Fabian astonished by the expression of Kemal's response.

"Hadeuuhhhh! It can be messed up." Inner Ishmael was standing right behind them.

Ismail hurriedly pressed Kemal's phone number to distract Kemal from Fabian's question.

Canon in D major - Johann Pachelbel sounds so melodious as a sign of a call on Kemal's phone makes him turn on his HP screen and see who the caller is. As soon as he knew the man was Ismail he immediately turned to Ismail while glaring.

"Well, you use the phone all right! We're only a little distance away!" hardik Kemal was very upset.

"I'm sorry sir, tightness.' said Ismail reasoned.

"Lack of work! I want a thumb amputation!" sumpul Kemal upset Fabian could not help but laugh.

"Haha! Lo emang never changed still like Kemal who really sangar but gokil." joked Fabian terbahak.

"Don't drop my self-esteem in front of the employees. Know lo! One thing you need to know. Let alone marry siri to maintain my position today marriage the same kuntilanak also I will walk for the power that is already in my hands. Take that into account." Kemal's message before leaving passed with puffed-up steps left Fabian's chest.

"There is no ivory that does not crack no human being is perfect, just look. I'll know your shortcomings that make your life ruined! We'll wait, it's just a matter of time ******!" fabian's inner grumbled as his eyes stared intently and cynically at Kemal's back which was getting further away.

"Hurry home!" bentak Kemal glanced sharply at Ismail as Kemal's car just came out of the hospital parking lot.

"Okay sir." saut Ismail began to speed up his car.

As the car passed through the city park in the center of Serpong Kemal told Ismail to stop his car at the edge of the road. Kemal violently opened the front door of the driver's car and slammed it violently.

DUKK.

Kemal walked into the park area that looked quiet and only a few people were on a jogging activity in the park, His footsteps stopped right at the edge of a small artificial lake from a dammed kali in the park. With a thousand steps Ishmael came to Kemal, with a breath of Ishmael stopped just behind Kemal.

The gaze of Kemal's eyes was flaming red with pursed lips and a snorting nose, he was like a bull ready to hit the matador to vent his anger. Not yet had Ismail stopped Kemal had turned his body and immediately gave a fist right on his face.

BUKK!

Blood was seen clumping at the corner of Ishmael's lips that staggered and fell on the clump. Kemal walked over to Ismail with his angry face and fists still clenched.

"Tell me everything that happened!" hardik Kemal with his hands strangling Ismail's collar.

"I....I-yes Tu-an." replied Ismail stammered.

to be continued.......