Mafia Story Return of a Useless Child
MS2-Bab.3 Mommy Rant

"Young master." A man his father's age was seen out of the luxury car and slightly bent in front of Arsya.

"Uncle Edo is late, they're on the run." As if to know what Edo came for, Arsya immediately explained even without any questions first. Do not forget the look of that handsome face that looks lazy.

"They've been cleared. Come, I'll take you, "Edo said casually, opening the rear car door.

"Ck!" Arsya clucked lazily while starting to step foot and chose to sit on the front bench.

He was used to this kind of thing. Since her abduction nearly ten years ago, Agra has really not let her children go alone. They do look free from the outside, but there are always people on duty to follow. It's not a hidden thing anymore. Both Arsya and Isha knew what their father had done.

"There's no bargaining if it's about your safety!" That was the stern answer spoken by Agra when Arsya and Isha protested over the shadow bodyguards spread by their father and grandfather.

There is no resistance or bargaining, if Agra has decided, it applies to Arsya and Isha. They cannot argue. Both of them can only resign with super protective attitude from their parents.

Edo breathes slowly, facing his boss' two children who have different characters is more tiring than facing the cruel and crazy nature of the work of an Agra. After resigning, Edo chose to return to the steering wheel and immediately deliver Arsya to the destination, so that he could be free from the boss's eldest son.

A few minutes drive, they finally reached their destination. Arsya got out of the car immediately after saying thank you.

...🦅...

"Are you ready to practice?" ask Cakra after welcoming Arsya. They had all changed into martial clothes. Cakra and Fahri are forced to leave first, after receiving a message from Arsya a while ago. Now they met in front of the martial arts training ground.

"It's your first day of practice here, right?" asked Fahri while confirming his loose belt.

"Yes" said Arsya.

"Don't be surprised, if you see the tightness of Cakra. He is if again training like release," whispered Fahri as he glanced at Cakra.

"What the hell, lo, Ri?" Cakra seemed unacceptable because it was teased by Fahri.

"Lo don't want time destroyed training equipment, until asked for compensation and punished clean up the entire training room for a month?"

"That's me accidentally, don't let you talk in front of the Arsya as well times," upset Cakra still seemed sulky. Arsya asks Cakra to change his call to Arsya. He is not commonly called Gavin in IndonesiaIndonesia. The name was especially his calling in country A.

"Gue became curious, how is the power of a Cakra Dikara?" Arsya smiled as she looked at Cakra.

"The cave is still nothing compared to lo, Ar," replied Cakra while patting Arsya on the shoulder.

"Arsya this is my teacher of the time in country A. He is also what makes me realize, if we have to learn martial arts, as unwilling to protect ourselves," explained Cakra on Fahri who did not know Arsya's true skills.

"No need to be over, bro. I've never been a teacher lo ya," refused Arsya prefer to down. The three people stopped their conversation when they had entered the training area

Actually Arsya has mastered martial arts. He who was trained from childhood by his grandfather - Andrew Grisham-to learn martial arts and other dexterity, was already used to being in the middle of a fight. However, for the sake of filling in the free time, he followed Cakra's advice to enter the martial arts college with them.

During the martial arts, Arsya acted like he had no skills, he really became an innocent beginner. No one is aware of his skills other than maybe his teacher who has started to suspect, when he saw his perfect movement.

...🦅...

"God! Why is your face so hurt, huh? What did you finish?! Mommy already said, do not play violence, if the wound gini will be your own loss!" Alisya continued to nyerocos while flipping through Arsya's face, checking the condition of her firstborn.

"I'm not papa, Mom. It's just a minor wound. I accidentally fell on the toilet" Arsya replied, capturing the hand of Alisya who continued to touch her entire body.

"Where there is a fall but the wound on the lips is like this. It's also blue on the cheekbirds, like a punch scar." Alisya looked suspiciously at her eldest child. Even though she knew the work her husband was doing. However, if he could ask. Alisya never wanted her children to follow in the footsteps of her husband.

"Really, Mommy. This accidentally hit the washbasin side. Who am I fighting with anyway? Stay here only a week .. where might I have an enemy." Arsya said softly plus a plain face. He really wrapped up his lying words perfectly.

Alisya was silent for a moment. His eyes still glared sharply at the child as if he was confirming the truth of the child's words. He exhaled a rough breath before finally speaking in a resigned tone. "Yes, let's go Mommy's medicine first."

Alisya pulled Arsya's hand to sit down and ask for help to bring the medicine box to the service there. The woman, in her late thirties, treated her wounds gently and painstakingly. He made sure everything was done well until the wound on his son's face would soon heal without leaving a mark.

"Thank you, Mommy. I Love You," said Arsya while kissing Alisya's cheek. Then move to his room.

"I love you more, Boy," Alisya replied while smiling anxiously at Arsya.

Congratulations ... congratulations. Hopefully Mommy does not suspect the same reason I, inner Arsya while continuing to step away from Alisya.

...🦅...

"Who are you, Bang?" ask Isha who entered Arsya's room without permission. Then, lay himself on the bed.

Arsya looked at the sister who now seemed to sleep on her back in bed. Although separated for a long time, but he never objected to the behavior of Isha who likes it at will, and seemed to control all his possessions.

"Don't interfere, it's a man's business" replied Arsya.

"Dimarahin dong the same, Mommy?" Isha changed her position to tilt. His eyes looked excited.

"No."

"Huh? Lo boong, right, Bang?" Isha Temoak could not believe her brother's answer.

"Yes, got a little nagging, anyway." Arsya who was sitting in the study chair again turned her chair facing the table.

"Hahaha .. anyways, it hasn't been ten days here, it's been a problem." Isha looked satisfied when she heard her brother got a scolding from her mother.

"Ck! If you come here just to ngetawain me, mending back to the room there," decak Arsya without seeing his sister who is still cool to relax.

"Gak ah. Not cool, in the room alone," replied Isha lazy. He then continued his words after a long silence. "Tonight, you want to go out again?"

"No. Where bus ague escapes from Mommy, if it gets caught out again," replied Arsya. It seemed that the man was studying, until his eyes seemed to focus on the laptop in front of him, although his lips continued to answer Isha's questions.

"yeah. Kirain you go outside. Very bosen," lamented Isha.

"Nothing. Mending sleeps there," rang Arsya.

Arsya is often out when even day. Sometimes just to visit the headquarters or see the wild races that are carried out by street organizations. Just monitoring the situation of the black world in that city.

All that he did because there was already a plan that he would do when he was seventeen years old, a few months away.

...🦅...

"No need," Arsya refused while continuing to give the money sheet to the cashier.

"Lo not papa?" ask Arsya again while looking at the flash of Vareen's face. These two days, Vareen didn't go to school. It seemed like the injuries obtained from the day's events were quite severe.

"Gue doesn't have a papa, really. Thanks to ya." Varen smiled widely while scratching the back of his head which was not itchy at all.

"Good," nodded Arsya and started walking from the cashier after getting her drink.

"Can't you join me?" Vareen followed Arysa. He who feels indebted to Arsya and feels that Arsya is a good person also wants to be friends with his helper.

"Can. No problem with Cakra and Fahri, right?" asked Arsya while continuing to step foot towards the table that has been occupied by his two friends.

"No," bellowed Vareen vigorously.

Arsya. He slightly pulled the tip of his lips very thin, even though it only lasted one second. Perhaps no one even noticed the smile on Arsya's face.

They also had lunch together while interspersed with conversations between students, ranging from complaints about increasingly difficult lessons, or even plan activities after school.

However, their conversation had to be interrupted with the three women who came to him. They are Celine - the head of the gang who likes Arsya. Arrogant and spoiled, she crowned herself as a beauty queen in SMSMA Bakti Yudha. Melly - Tomboy girl who learns martial arts. His style, strong and always play physical with anyone who dares to have problems with them. Rikha - Scholarship students who crazy popularity so do not hesitate to become Celine's errand boy to stay in the friendship.

"Can we join?" celine asked confidently. The girl in a tight uniform and a very short skirt was staring with interest at Arsya.

"You wanna sit here?" ask Fahri who is used to facing teasers who want to approach Cakra or Arsya.

"Yes. Could yeah. We're not going anywhere," nods Celine with a spoiled style of speech and deliberately wrapped chest, as if to attract Arsya's attention. His eyes looked out at the entire cafeteria that was already full.

But, what a pity. Both Arsya and Cakra were busy with their food regardless of the three girls standing beside them.

"Gue go to the toilet first" Arsya said after finishing her lunch and drinks. The man immediately got up while confirming the matted-looking uniform.

"Eum," nodded Cakra directly which made Arsya immediately step foot to leave.

"Well, I'm leaving anyway. I want to eat with Arsya," complained Celine as she looked pityfully at Arsya who never even glanced at her there once.

"Arya ...." With a coquettish style and a slight sound, Celine dared to stop Arsya by holding her hand.

"I've come, you know, when you live I do anyway," complained Celine without knowing Arsya's face that had begun to blush due to feeling angry with Celine's treatment.

"Delivery ...." Arsya turned her head, looking at Celine's face with a piercing sharp look. His aura turned cold and slightly gripping, with just a few seconds.

"Come, Arsya. Sit down, yeah. Keep me eating." It seems that Celine misinterpreted Arsya's gaze so that the girl still looks relaxed and instead seduce while starting to hug Arsya's arm.

However ....

Bruk!

Celine fell in front of Arsya, when the guy threw Celine's hand in a very fast motion, so Celine did not notice.

"Gue doesn't like physical contact" Arsya said before leaving, leaving Celine with embarrassment.

"What are you all? I want to poke my eyes!" melly shouted at all the students who were staring at Celine who looked very worried.

"Shh, Arsya! So sorry you, I'm sorry, you're still angry!" Not wanting to be embarrassed for a long time, Celine finally decided to pretend if she was marahan with Arsya.

"They're dating? When's it?"

"Well, I think Arsya's dating Celine."

"Arsya very rude same girlfriend, time left so anyway."

The whispers of students filling the canteen began to be heard, and rumors about the relationship between Arsya and Celine spread so quickly throughout the school.

Celine restrains her smile when she hears the whispers of the students who pity her and thinks that she and Arsya are dating.

Arsya himself is handsome indifferent. He let the commotion in the cafeteria made by Celine. It's not important to respond to a shameless woman like Celine.

...🦅...

Meanwhile, in the same cafeteria, but a different table, Isha and Rumi were enjoying a serving of siomay and iced tea as a companion. They seemed to be enjoying the drama that was in front of him.

"Ck! Fate to be a cool snobs guy huh so. Decided the same girl pik me," sigh Isha while grimacing softly. He clearly heard the gossip that continued to spread widely from mouth to mouth around him.

"So they're dating? Well, my vitamins already have one."

Isha turned her head quickly, looking at the face of the friend who looked clear, as if she was breaking up. He rolled his eyes, caught off guard, seeing Rumi's interest in the guys he thought were handsome. That includes Arsya.

"They can't be dating" replied Isha. He's pinning one of his elbows on the table. He put his palm on his cheek, while one hand held his iced tea straw.

"Where do you know they're not dating yet? Obviously we saw for ourselves, how Arsya and Celine looked at each other." Rumi could not believe it.

"That's just Celine's plan. Lo kayak did not know the nature of Celine alone," sighed Isha, no longer have to how to deal with the attitude of Rumi. If he wasn't a friend, he would have left him.

"Yes, too, hehehe." Rumi finally nodded, confirming Isha's words.

"Means she can still be my vitamin dong, hihihi," continued Rumi again with a smile of pleasure.

Isha no longer wants to respond, she let her best friend admire her brother. At least he felt calm, because the person Rumi admired was Arsya. The guy he knows will definitely not hurt Rumi, although he also does not guarantee that Arsya will come back to like Rumi.

"Enough be vitamin aja, do not need to care for others," said Isha, do not want her friend hurt. He would not be able to choose between Rumi and Arsya if one of the two was hurt.

"Yes, I know myself, Sha. Calm down," nodded Rumi, who immediately continued to spend her order.

...🦅...

Arsya had just walked into the toilet when she saw Dikta - her best friend - being beaten by Rico and his friends. Dikta was already cornered on the side of the wall in a messy shirt.

"Ngapain you on?!"