Love Heals Wounds
7. Beachside

Satya managed to control himself, he stretched the arms of the three of them. Cupped Audrey's face and kissed her grandson's forehead.

"I'm sorry dear grandfather." he said sincerely.

Audrey took Grandpa's hand from her cheek, holding the fingers gently.

"Why haven't my grandparents seen me all this time? Grandpa said he'd accepted papa, so why never visit me?"

"Because Grandpa couldn't meet you in person. Grandma always cries when she sees your face, especially when you smile." she explained.

"You've never seen a grandmother because when she secretly visited you, there was something you were doing, when grandma didn't take long."

Audrey stood up, this time she chose to sit next to grandfather."Until I grow up, why don't you guys show up?" Audrey asked for more explanation.

"Who said we never came? Even your first monthly guest grandma knows." replied granny smiling.

"grandmother..." Audrey blushed.

"All the servants in the house today were people that grandfather and grandmother had prepared. Papa replaced all the workers at home knowing the incident could have been done with the help of two servants." this time Sebastian explained.

"So, the dish I just said tastes the same as the cooking at home, because the cook is the one Grandma hired?"

Grandma shook her head slowly. "We often visit you, take care of you without appearing directly in front of you. Seeing you daydream while feeding the fish. Grandma often brought cooking, cook just warms it."

"When you were six, grandma started trying different kinds of dishes and brought them. It turns out that what you like is what your mother likes. Grandma got a second chance. But we can't stand to face it head-on."

"It's getting late, we better get some rest." Grandfather reminded.

They all moved and went into their rooms.

Audrey occupies the guest room, while Sebastian and Rangga occupy Tiara's old room. Audrey didn't want to sleep in that room, for fear of continuing to cry.

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The Aaron family mansion.

Aaron sat on the sofa in his room, tired. The company's birthday party went smoothly without drama.

He closed his eyes, but he did not move. He took the device and reopened the message from Gustaf.

I'm sorry, sir, we can't get any information about the girl. Even the clerk at the flower shop the other day shut up. It seems they're more afraid of the girl than we are.

Aaron frowned, is there anyone more terrifying than me? Who exactly is that girl?

Huhhhhh.....

Aaron snorted, he closed his eyes. The shadow of the girl's face danced in her eyes. Her ayu face, her beautiful eyes, her nude-colored lips looked very fresh.

Does he use moisturizer? It seems refreshing to enjoy.

Aaron opened his eyes, surprised by his brain that had already wandered that far.

"She is so sweet, her face is not boring stared at continuously. At that time she did look even more beautiful with the flowers in front of her. But I didn't know it was a bouquet of flowers for the dead. Aargghhhhh, stupid me." he said.

Tok.dok..

"Who?" aaron asked unhappily, no answer from behind the door. Aaron glanced at his watch, it's almost midnight. Who would dare to disturb.

Tok.dok..

Aaron got up with a stomp of his feet, opening the door very roughly. He slightly jumped back when he saw who was behind the door.

Juliana uses a floral dress that is thin to show black underwear, contrasting with her skin. She uses perfume with a soft, sexy aroma.

"Do you want what?" Aaron did not like what he saw, he threw his face away when he asked.

"I want to massage you, I know you're so tired from the show." Juliana lowered her voice to sound heavy and sexy.

"No need. How do you know I haven't slept?" still without seeing a bit.

"Look light coming out of the door slit." replied Juliana pointing to the floor. Aaron didn't see it.

"Go, I'm going to sleep."

"Don't do that, I'll give you a special serve" he said in a sensual tone.

Aaron shut the door tightly, pushing Juliana backwards."Aaron, open the door!!" Juliana banged on the door violently.

"Go away or I'll kick you out of this house."

Juliana gasped, she swallowed her saliva violently and then turned around with a red face holding in shame and anger.

Aaron hit the couch cushion. "Tante and nephew are both cheesy!" growled

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This morning Aaron went to see the construction of the Resort among the mangrove forests. This time they brought the office driver over for a long trip and Aaron didn't want Gustaf to be exhausted.

"Gustaf, you really didn't find any clue about the girl?" Aaron broke the silence.

"I'm sorry sir."

"You know, I'm very curious and I hate that" he warned.

Gustaf was silent, he was confused as to what to say.

"Sir, we will soon arrive at our destination" the driver reminded.

Aaron nodded. "Gustaf, tell those in control to spread immediately."

"Good sir." Gustaf immediately called the bodyguard who was in the motorcade not far in front of them.

Since the attack, Aaron no longer travels without a bodyguard. At least until he cripples the main actor.

Aaron doesn't know who orchestrated the attacks on him, he just wants him to be responsible for all his crimes at once.

Drrt...drrttt.

The phone in Aaron's suit pocket vibrated.

"Yes Bram."

"Can you visit?" ask Bram at the end of the line.

"Today I can't come, but tomorrow afternoon I will. Is his condition worsening?"

"No, it's getting better. I want you to see it for yourself" said Bram cheerfully.

"All right, I'm definitely coming. Especially if it's a good thing I'm gonna see." Aaron broke off the phone while smiling. His heart felt light.

The car stops among the mangrove trees on the side of the road. They could not continue the journey by car because the terrain in front was damaged still not repaired.

Before descending the three of them used helmets and boots that had been brought. The trip to the construction site does not take long because the actual distance is not far.

Aaron and Gustaf toured the company of the designated person in charge.

"Don't forget, prepare mangrove seedlings. I'd like it when the building's finished, followed by planting a new tree." Aaron reminded the person in charge.

"Master don't worry, we've prepared the seedlings. We work closely with environmental activists and the surrounding community."

"Alright, I want to take a walk around here. You continue your work." Aaron said.

Aaron walked down the beach until arriving at a place that many visitors. He walked in search of a quieter place, he did not want to attract attention because of using clothes that did not match the place visited.

Aaron sat on a fallen coconut tree, while Gustaf stood behind him not far from Aaron, apparently calling someone.

The gentle breeze and the crashing sound of the waves made him drift in the daydream. The face of the girl still faithfully occupied her brain. Aaron snorted and looked down at the sand.

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