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78 (POV NEVAN) becomes a hero for him.

Nevan threw himself behind the steering wheel, even his hands were tucked between strands of hair, until immediately pulled him with an annoyed expression.

The corner of his lips also showed a constant trembling of the chest, until it produced a sense of tightness that he tried to remove through breathing.

Unable to hold back, until he slid his face between the folds of his hand, his eyes slowly dimmed as if to give way to memories of his past self-control.

Flashback: Nevan POV

"HEEEII...! UNTIE HER! OR YOU'LL FEEL MY LASER!" like the cut of the scene I just watched, this time I followed it with my own version, running here and there, jumping up and down like a reliable team.

When I was six years old, superheroes became my favorite. Strong, tough, invincible, that's the best part, and being able to own their rarest collection is the greatest achievement that makes me smile happily.

Fortunately I was born into the Eldione family, which means anything I can get so easily, no need to cry, whine, even sulk.

Until the age of 11 years, my favorite was even more nesting, but no longer with the behavior of children who had to run around looking for enemies, which was actually just a pile of cardboard that I deliberately stacked myself.

Because at this time I prefer to watch without demonstrating the action, but unfortunately my ten minutes are wasted, my holiday series has not filled the glass screen, instead there is writing in the pause, and the rest is wasted, due to the ongoing rubbish event.

"What the fuck!" my sulk is upset, "shit! why broadcast a stupid show!" the intent of wanting to push the red button instantly came to a halt, when I saw the one standing there a girl my age with her eyes closed in bangs.

Is clear! and obviously, I know who he is! But that doesn't mean I'm a fan, it's because he always manages to be a byword wherever I am.

"Currently, an idol like this?" for some reason despite being shrouded in frustration, but it felt so hard for me to move, this was the first time I felt at home, my eyes still stared at the glass screen, even though the sneers still continued to lay on him.

The underscore! I'm not a fan of him, but the furore about him is enough to let me know who he is.

Yes, she is Zia, Bralinzhea, an idol who has always been in the spotlight with her various works. But still I believe all of that can not be separated from the interference of his family.

He could buy fame, public sympathy, under the auspices of his family, and he was also lucky, because his face was supportive.

And once again proved, just welcome to sing the girl looks amateurish, her achievements so far are questionable! He can't fool me, I see all the mistakes there, even though I don't really understand the world, but I'm sure he's lip-sing right now. It is not wrong, just that his image is so admired makes its own minus value, especially he like forgetting the lyrics of his own song. Really a family factor.

Are the fans just a bunch of fools? who only thinks about looks without caring about quality? How slicing! And behold now, he returned with a very strange action, his face almost completely hidden, if only his jaw line was also closed, and he did not wear fancy clothes, then people would think if he wasn't Zia. Or has his appearance always been so? covered for what? want to be mysterious? it's not like everyone knows what his face looks like, I don't know! the performance this time was completely below average.

But the longer I saw it instead of getting more upset I just looked at him kasian, his hands that he always linked to make my heart tremble, inexplicably terbesit intention to take him away from the stage. Weird right? yep! even I myself grumbled at my stupid thoughts.

His head was still down, as if he did not have the confidence to look at the thousands of pairs of eyes that shouted in admiration, his fingers moved uneasily, Why? is he sick?

"Cih.., just because it pleases your fans, you forget about your own health. To me it was Zia's stupid act! Come down! it's not like you're rich!"

My emotions continued to be played out by him, who was initially upset now became pity, I spoke to myself, squeezed my fingers, and occasionally squinted and then threw my face away, there was fear when I saw him agitated, to the point of worry that enveloped my heart, as my thoughts continued to be on him.

Until a movement in the back made me turn around.

"Aaa..aanu Young Master, i.this is no phone...."

The voice of a servant stammered, probably because he saw my reaction.

Then with a movement of my head I told him to stay away, and after that, one word began to come out of these lips.

"Hallo?"

"Hallo Nevan! this is Uncle Charlee!"

"Ohh yeah, why Uncle?"

"You're going camping?"

"Company?"

"Yeah! wasn't that time you said you wanted to come? now that Uncle and the other friends are going camping, this time the place is completely in the woods! so how, you coming?"

Hearing the word forest as soon as my adrenaline shot up, doubt and curiosity became one, desire and fear mixed in there, I could not decide now, because apart from my own desires, I could not decide, permission from my family is important to me.

"When Uncle?"

"Next week, and very fitting Nevan, instead of you having started the semester break, so how about it?"

"Thursday, on Thursday, I'll tell you my decision Uncle."

"Mmmhh.., well Nevan. But your Uncle wants to join, and believe me.., the outdoors is more challenging, various things you can see there!"

After the conversation, my mind was no longer on Zia, I began to prepare words for my parents to allow me to camp. For Daddy I'm sure he would have allowed it, but Mommy? i doubt!

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Spending time at home is normal for me, not that I have no friends, just that I feel like my thoughts with them are never in line.

I have a best friend? of course, they were Jeron and Dariel, but for three days now they were separated from me by the continent, because of the family holiday.

Even so, the message, and the phone never absent filled my phone, there are those who invite out and spend time together, but now I have become someone who is sort of picky in every way, that's because some of the time I've been used by people I trust. Business relations and personal gain, I was very full of that veiled intent.

Until the seconds turn minutes, the minutes turn into units of time, then the times pass by changing days, and the days are missed for almost a week, and here I am now, in the family living room.

"No! Mommy won't let you, baby!"

"Let it be Honey.., besides Charlee, my friend, he must be looking after Nevan!"

"But Honey.., the outdoors is very dangerous!"

"Nevan, have you asked Grandpa for permission?" Daddy asked me, without answering Mommy's anxiety.

"Already, I called Grandpa yesterday, and he gave permission, as long as...."

"As long as it's dear?" from Mommy's voice I could feel if she still wished I was backing away from this desire of mine.

"As long as I bring a bodyguard," I said lazily, then a second later I returned to give a look at Daddy, "Nevan please Dad, this is the activity that Nevan has been waiting for, talk to Grandpa, talk to Grandpa, tell me Nevan doesn't need a bodyguard, or just say Nevan has taken him, after all Grandpa's overseas, Mommy and Daddy are leaving tomorrow, Nevan will be very lonely if he continues at home."

I don't know what Daddy was talking to Mommy, until he finally agreed and gave me permission, fists up and down hinting at how happy I am now.

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With a fiery spirit I began to carry bags with necessities while in the forest, even I had planned to make a video there, I hope the outdoors welcomes me friendly, with all the charm I've never seen before.

But expectations are not as beautiful as reality, not yet one night in the wild, feelings of resentment have begun to appear, want it to feel like I went from the group, and down the thickets of the forest alone, alone, that's because of Charlee's sycophant talk a few minutes ago.

They thought I was sleeping, so I spoke without fear of hearing it.

"Calm down, man, relax! do you know who he is?"

"What indeed? the son of your mistress?"

"Damn you! the boy is the sole heir to the Eldione__ family,"

"really? she's she? that boy?"

"Yeah! listen up, don't cut my conversation! if we can get close let alone draw his sympathy, then it's a great investment in the future! So..., inevitably I have to get his heart, although troublesome, but we have to think for the long term right?"

"Well, now I understand your way of thinking Charlee! You wolf!"

Their laughter made me grow angry! again and again I feel used, until in the middle of the night I sneak out of the tent, and bring equipment that might help me to walk through the forest. I want them to get the reward, if they know I disappeared, then it is certain that the taste of ketar-ketir spread in all of them. But just tens of meters from the pack of wolves, I could hear the sound of feet approaching.

The drap!

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The drap!

Move me nimble enough to hide behind a tree. The darkness of the night which was only aided by moonlight was able to show six large-bodied figures, who were in a hurry along the forest, with a sack of rice being carried by one of them.

Wait, whoa! a sack of rice? but why the longer the sack actually moves, until a few minutes later I began to hear the cry.

"Toooolloong.., to..please let me go, to..loooong...."

Their movements are enough to make me understand if the situation is no longer enjoying the night in the thick forest, but this incident is already included in the criminal act. The abduction!

"No-no.., I can't get involved! I have to go, this is really dangerous!" with the net shaking I shut my mouth. I was afraid they would realize my existence.

For a long time I was silent while bending my legs, until I finally decided to leave, but screams for help were still heard. His voice shook, I doubt I could leave him. Moreover, the film factor that I often watch, where being a superhero is a commendable action, but I am not as strong as them! having no special powers, I'm just a kid who managed to beat a pile of cardboard. In addition to my martial ability which is still relatively middle down.

I ran in the opposite direction of the criminals, pushing the limits of my speed as a runner, my breathing was irregular, I looked back occasionally, but I also tripped over the roots of the tree, my body began to fall to the ground.

"Brrruuuggg!!!"

I squeezed the dry leaves. I cried not because of pain, only this time I felt helpless, there was a war going on inside me, until I decided to follow my heart.

I'll help him! even though he had to be a superhero without a mature strategy. At least when I was found under any circumstances, I was sure my name would be remembered as a brave little boy. But I still hope to survive with a whole body without any defects.

And now, with only the light of the flashlight I was walking forward, I was looking for the bushes of the footing, so that I would know where they were going, until I saw a hut surrounded by several torches of fire as a light.

"Damn! it's really scary!" lirihku, and again the sense of wanting to run away in the chest, but his screams again beat me back to keep believing in my initial goal. As a hero for him.

"How's this? nope, no! I can't carry this bag, it's too heavy for me to run if I get caught! I'll just put it here!" monologue myself while thinking the instant way I always do. Doubt it? is clear! but this is halfway through.

I searched for items that were needed to help her, and when I reached into the bag I found a mask that was useful enough to cover my face. Still had time in circumstances like this I thought if I was competing in an action film. Yes it's okay! at least with that I'm more confident to keep going.

Crawling carefully, making sure they were off guard, and when I heard the sound of crying, I believed he was inside there, and without a second thought I started to stand up and run a little, then peek from the gap of the bamboo that shows the situation in the room.

"Heeii, quickly sing the goddamn girl! we need entertainment!"

"This boy yaaa! told to sing even cry! I want to strip you, huh!

"Woi keep your word, we're ordered to hold her captive, not for any other action!"

"Yetish...!" I saw one person spitting recklessly, "play around a little mute.., after all this girl despite being a child but her body was amazing! plus she's so beautiful! aahh.., I can't promise to hold it!"

"Don't mess with you!"

Plaque!

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Plaque!

"Say you sing! entertain us boy kep.rat!!!"

My feet hit the ground, I was so afraid to see the situation, the girl was tied to a chair with people surrounding her, gulping down on the liquor, and with her bow hitting her violently.

Shadows of violence began to haunt me, fear began to become so, I wanted to leave the mission I had planned. Yet....

"Will you shut up? Hey boy! it's not that you're so energetic on stage, but why is it now like a chick losing a brood? Afraid? no need darling.., we won't bite you, if you will obey us!"

"Bralinzhea bla..bla...blaa.., I forgot your difficult long name! but I remember who you are! Yes yes! You know why? because your family is enough to make us rich!!! HAHAHAHA...!"

Not yet after the shock of hearing his name, I was again surprised by a loud slap, which must have been experienced.

THE PLAAAK!!!

"You get hit again or you sing fucking boy!"

As the sound of slaps and bottle fragments rang out, my life was like being uprooted, my consciousness began to waver, but compared to me who was outside, how did the fate of him who was experiencing it? I was confused, until the hiccups suddenly hit.

I kept my mouth shut, trying not to catch their attention, and when I had the chance, I started crawling towards my bag, then picked up the bottle and downed the contents.

"How's this? hows it? I should what? Did you just go?" repeatedly I paced around in a crawling position like a toddler, and again my sense of kasian towards him more dominant, until I decided to return to the hut.

There was no longer a big man around him, now there lived his figure who was still down with a body shaking, his hands and feet were still tied, his hair was long scattered in disarray, he was so pitiful, he was so sad, it makes me feel the pain that grips my chest.

"Thinking Nevan! think! yeah.yeah, don't scare her! don't make him even more afraid!" I murmured, as I looked in all directions, hoping that there would be a gap for me to get close to him.

Slipping between the guava arrays, until it made its way in, I wanted to make sure he wasn't surprised by my presence, "Hey you! oi! hussst..huussst! playing hide and seek again, huh? come with dong! Don't be afraid.I'm a good boy!" I cried in a soft voice, I was sure he heard, but somehow he was silent, as if reluctant to respond to my words.

His face was still covered in bangs, making it difficult to tell what he was reacting to, but clearly, the wet area of the jawline made me realize that he was still crying.

I had not yet gotten close to him, suddenly the door opened again, and appeared to some people with a rogue look.

"Bahhh...! our prey is increasing by one!"

The deg!