Jealous

It's been three days since Clara was hospitalized, which was guarded by Mr.K, of course.

Meanwhile, Chris had not come to the hospital for two days because there was work he could not delay.

The project he is currently working on cannot be transferred to his subordinates, forcing him to take two days to finish his work.

During the daytime, Mr.K's father, or usually called Prof. Hans, in the hospital, visited Clara's inpatient several times, sometimes even accompanying Clara if Mr. K was not in Clara's room.

Clara is now comfortable with the treatment from Mr. K's family, both his father and brother and, of course, from Mr.K himself.

"When can I come home?" Clara asked Mr. K, who was beside her bed.

"Later, when my dad comes here, you just ask him yourself… I think now you are much closer to daddy, compared to daddy and me," snorted Mr.K.

"Is it true ?" asked Clara, tilting her head.

Mr. K ignored Clara's words, but he was busy continuing his activities. His hands had been busy helping Clara spruce up the bed so that she could sit comfortably.

"I think Prof. Hans is fun. You are the weird one. You can't get near Prof. Hans," Clara said defensively.

Mr. K shrugged his shoulders.

Just as they talked about Mr. K's father, not long after, there was a knock on the door at Clara's door.

(sound the door open)

"Hi Clara!" said Prof.Hans to Clara while waving and smiling sincerely.

"Hi, Prof. Hans .... mmm, when can I go home? I have fully recovered, I guess," Clara said confidently.

Prof.Hans leaned closer to Clara, then stroked her hair gently.

"Okay ... tomorrow you can go home ... but remember don't you repeat your messy eating schedule ... and also take good care of your wounds."

"Hum ... of course," said Clara, nodding her head quickly.

Prof.Hans could not help smiling when he saw Clara's sometimes adorable behavior.

"Ah.., Prof.Hans, you know ... there was someone jealous of me ... because I am closer to you than him," Clara said to Prof.Hans, but her gaze was on Mr.K.

Prof. Hans was well aware of the meaning of Clara's words.

"Is it true ?" asked Prof.Hans as if he did not know what Clara meant and followed Clara's game.

"Hum."

Mr. K twirled his bead listening to a conversation which he found boring.

"Mmm, it looks like you two fit together .... I'll come out," said Mr. K was a little annoyed and quickened his steps towards the outside of Clara's inpatient room.

Prof. Hans and Clara can only shake their heads as if they have memorized Mr.K's behavior.

"Clara ...."

"Yes, what's wrong, Prof. Hans?" asked Clara, confused.

"Can't you be my daughter? Or rather, my son's partner? ... I know you haven't been my child's love, have you?" Prof Hans asked Clara.

Clara suddenly froze, and her face flushed red.

"I ... - I can't answer that, Prof. Hans .... mmm ...th ..- that -"

Prof. Hans, who caught Clara's nervousness, immediately rubbed her shoulders gently.

"It's okay ... I shouldn't have asked you ... but my child ... it's just that you know my relationship with my son is stiff and full of awkwardness," said Prof. Hans, looking down a little.

"If it's going to help you, prof, I'll try to talk about it to Kevin," Clara said with a sincere smile.

Prof. Hans could only nod his head at what Clara said.

He believed in Clara that, over time, she would be able to mingle with his eldest son.

...

...

Mr. K, in comfortable clothes and glasses, walked out looking for lunch.

Mr. K is not yet used to being with his father, for that he prefers to leave Clara's inpatient room.

With ease and without any burden, Mr.K entered one of the restaurants there.

He ordered some food for himself and also for Clara and his father.

Mr. K sit quietly, waiting for his order, until his eyes caught the person who had recently been looking for him.

'Why does he have to be here? ... hope he doesn't notice it,' Mr.K muttered to himself, acting casual.

Not long after, Mr.K's order arrived, but at the same time, Anthony's younger sister came over to his brother, who was sitting on the bench.

'Aah, so he's here because of his younger sister .... looks like he's someone close to his sister,' Mr.K muttered in his mind.

Mr. K waited for a moment, wanted to listen to the chat that the brothers and sisters were talking about a little.

"Bro ... Surprised you asking me to eat here. Usually, you're always busy," asked Anthony's sister.

"Mmm, I just miss my little sister ..., and my job is not too busy."

The girl nodded her head.

"What is the job that requires you to be busy all the time, sometimes you don't even come home? "

"I can not tell you, little sister ... but all your needs I have met, right?"

"Hum ... I know ... but I just want to know," said the girl.

"Just eat first," said Anthony, who looked full of affection.

'Tch ... It turns out that his younger sister doesn't know that he's a professional killer ... what if she does?' Muttered Mr.K in his mind.

After listening to the core of the siblings' conversation, Mr. K slowly walked out of the restaurant without making any suspicions, of course.

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