His soul-Chapter 95: The dream

Patrick wiped away the remaining tears that were still on Gina’s face. "Remember Gina, you are not alone. Uncle will always support you."

Gina nodded her head. "Thank you, Uncle."

"No, you don’t need to thank me," Patrick said again as he patted Gina’s shoulder gently before finally leaving Gina’s room following Julian who was waiting for him at the door.

As soon as Patrick left, Gina then locked her bedroom door from the inside because she wanted to go to the bathroom, now her whole body was dirty with dirt after sitting on her grandmother’s grave which was still wet.

Julian hugged Patrick tightly. "Thanks, I didn’t know you weren’t coming today, Patrick."

"Don’t be like your daughter who always says thank you, Julian. I don’t like hearing it, besides without you asking to come today I will definitely still come. I already consider Aunty Barbara as my own mother," said Patrick quietly when Julian had let go of the hug. from him.

Julian smiled at Patrick’s words. "Mommy would love to see one of her sons take part in her funeral today."

"Take care of your father, Julian. Trust me, the only person who has been hardest hit is Uncle John."

"Yes I know."

Patrick pursed his lips. "Okay, I’m home, okay. You need to rest and take good care of your health, your responsibility is getting bigger now Julian."

Julian nodded his head. Patrick then hugged Julian back tightly before finally leaving the Sanders family residence, Julian had just entered the house when the car carrying Patrick was nowhere to be seen.

Only a few hours after his mother left, the atmosphere at home felt very different, suddenly Julian had missed the softness of his mother’s voice. Instead of going into his own room he kept walking and finally sat in front of his father’s room, as Patrick had said before Yohanes was the one who was most saddened by Barbara’s death. Sharing joys and sorrows for more than 50 years has made the two of them know each other, so when Barbara left, Yohanes was devastated.

From behind the door Julian could hear the sound of his father’s sobs, Julian could feel his father’s deep sadness at this time. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"Look, Mom. You’ve only been here for a few hours, Daddy’s been like this," said Julian hoarsely, clutching his chest which suddenly hurt.

"Honey." Vanessa’s soft voice suddenly sounded, the woman was apparently already kneeling at Julian’s feet. "Don’t be like this, you must be strong and steadfast. Remember what the doctor ordered, you must pay attention to your heart health."

Julian pursed his lips. "I’m fine.

"You can’t be okay holding your chest like this, Julian. I’m not someone else you can fool, Julian."

Julian smiled broadly. "Just a little sudden pain, but I’m fine. For God’s sake."

"Ok ok ok..my husband is fine, I believe it," said Vanessa relented. "Okay then let’s go to our room, you need to rest."

"No, I want to sleep here tonight . I have to make sure Daddy’s okay, Vanessa," answered Julian quickly, refusing Vanessa’s invitation to sleep in their room.

"Wait, you want to sleep here?" Vanessa asked surprised as she spread her arms.

"Yes."

"But Julian. .

"Daddy was the hardest hit, because I have to keep it here. I beg you to understand."

Hearing Julian’s words made Vanessa suddenly stand up, the woman looked angry and immediately left in front of Julian to their room. Julian himself couldn’t help but stare at his wife’s reaction, he knew his decision tonight would make Vanessa angry. But Julian didn’t care about that, what he wanted this time was to show one of his devotions to his father as a child.

When he was about to close his eyes suddenly Julian was surprised by the reappearance of Vanessa who was seen carrying a fairly large and heavy blanket.

"Vanessa ..."

"How could I sleep in a room by myself when my husband carried out his duties as a son, did not I also have to do the same thing?" Vanessa gasped when it arrived in front of Julian.

"You do not need to do this, it’s just me."

Vanessa shook her head. "I’m Daddy’s child too, I have the right to do the same as you do. So I’ll sleep here with you too."

"Okay, come here," said Julian softly as he shifted his seat.

Vanessa chuckled. "I’ll prepare the chair first."

Vanessa deftly then prepared their new bed tonight, after the sofa that Vanessa’s bed will be ready and Vanessa will then lie down on the sofa with Julian. The two of them don’t sleep next to each other, but opposite each other. Their feet collide.

Julian smiles at Vanessa who is sleeping under his feet, Vanessa’s face looks still puffy from crying too much.

" Thank you, Vanessa. I don’t know what would have happened if you weren’t around," said Julian softly with a smile full of love.

Because he was very sleepy, Julian finally fell asleep after saying that and Vanessa, who was not asleep, opened her eyes, looking at Julian who had closed his eyes.

" What I do is not free, honey. I have to make sure my place in this family is safe, finally the time I’ve been waiting for has come. Becoming a real Mrs. Sanders in this house," Vanessa said to herself while smiling broadly at Julian. "After 19 years of waiting, finally my dream to rule this house will soon come true, become the big Mrs. Sanders hahaha...good luck to hell, Barbara. Meet your ideal daughter-in-law who has already rotted in hell, this house is now mine."

Vanessa laughed inwardly, she was really very happy. For the past few days she was sad and crying because of the injustice done by Yohanes Sanders. Finally tonight Vanessa is laughing happily, after pretending to be sad and crying for a whole day, finally Vanessa can sleep peacefully with a big smile tonight. She really can’t wait to meet the sun, welcoming her new position as big lady in the Sanders family palace.

Meanwhile, Gina who has finished taking a bath, she didn’t seem to sleep right away, she chose to sit on the balcony for a long time staring at the pitch black Barcelona sky tonight

"I will definitely miss all your interesting stories, Grandma," Gina said hoarsely as she touched her chest.

Gina’s thumb accidentally touched the crescent moon pendant she was wearing, a pendant her grandmother had given her which she said had a pair. The second pendant was specially made. According to the grandmother, the gold color was prepared for her daughter Juliet who had died, that’s why Gina was very happy to be given the silver pendant that was now attached to her neck.

"I will take good care of this gift, Grandma," Gina said in her heart as she bowed her head, her tears flowing down her cheeks again.

When the atmosphere was quiet, suddenly there was a loud sound of EDM music from the room which was located to the right of Gina’s room, suddenly Gina lifted her head and turned towards the room which was currently very noisy. .

"Selena, why are you doing this? Grandma just died this afternoon, where is your conscience...."

Opium Bar, Barcelona 3 AM.

In a VIP room at the Opium Bar which is quite famous in Barcelona right now Massimo is sitting on his soft sofa enjoying the liquor concoction made by the best bartender in the city. With Martin and several of his other men, Massimo, who knew too late about Barbara’s death, chose to go straight to the bar as soon as he returned from the grave.

Massimo sat with his hands holding the glass containing his super bitter drink with his head down, Massimo recalled what he saw at the tomb this afternoon. Gina, the girl he had used for several weeks, looked very sad and hurt, the girl didn’t even care about her soiled clothes as she knelt beside her grandmother’s grave.

"Stupid girl," said Massimo annoyed .

The thought of what to do at the tomb in the afternoon Gina really bothers him, only this time Massimo sees someone cry like Gina did. The sound of her crying, the way Gina beat the mounds of dirty and wet earth, they all lingered in Massimo’s memory. His chest suddenly felt tight after seeing what Gina was doing.

Even the laughter of the girls in the room did not make Massimo move, he was still silent and did not react to what the girls were doing. Even though at this time in the room there were two striptease dancers dancing, that still didn’t make Massimo turn his head.

"Would you like to drink more, sir?" a beautiful girl asked Massimo gently.

Not getting an answer from Massimo the girl then tried to touch Massimo’s open chest but was just about to touch the slightly hairy skin when suddenly a large hand grabbed the barmaid’s small hand tightly.

"Ouch..."

"Get your filthy hands off me, bitch!!" Massimo rebuked loudly.

The next second the woman’s body was on the floor being pushed by Massimo, luckily there was no table near the girl so she wasn’t hurt. The other girls immediately screamed when they saw the prima donna of the bar being treated very rudely by the guest, the silver-haired woman named Claire was the prima donna of the Opium Bar who became the idol of the masher who came.

"Sir."

"You guys continue on your own, I want to go home," said Massimo coldly interrupting Martin’s words. "I’ve lost the mood."

"But sir..."

"I can drive myself, Martin. You don’t have to worry, just a few sips won’t get me drunk."

Massimo’s tone was full of emphasis at the end of every word that made Martin not dare to open his mouth again, after buttoning his open shirt Massimo finally came out of the room. As soon as Massimo came out of the VIP room many eyes were on him, especially the girls who were outside the room. But because they felt the great anger of the handsome man who was walking, none of them dared to approach.

Massimo’s steps just stopped when he arrived in front of a black car that was ready to wait for him in front of the VIP bar’s special door, apparently when Massimo said he wanted to go home Martin immediately contacted the valet to prepare the master’s car. That’s why as soon as Massimo arrived at the door his favorite car was ready, without much to say Massimo got into his car after he received the car keys.

With high speed Massimo drove his favorite limited edition Bugatti Cento Dieci on the never deserted streets of Barcelona, ​​Massimo, who was in a chaotic mood, continued to drive his car with unclear goals. The man continued to carry his car following the road until finally somehow the car suddenly stopped in front of the gate of the Sanders family residence.

Even though it was almost morning, the atmosphere in front of the big house was still very lively, especially with the misfortune that had just befell the family. From inside Massimo’s expensive car, he could see some of Julian’s men passing in and out of the house carrying flowers of condolences from the many people who kept coming.

"Fuck, what am I doing in this place?!" Massimo shouted loudly as he regained consciousness.

Continued