Chapter 434: Insults
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Das was sitting on the sofa, glancing around. He looked nervous.
He took out his phone and pretended to be busy with something. He could feel someone watching him.
It was Elena's father, Lucas. He was sitting on the sofa in front of Das and glaring at Das.
'Why is he looking at me like that?' This would be Das' 4th visit to Elena's house, and he had met Elena's parents all the time.
"Hey, you," Lucas called out.
Das looked at Lucas and gulped down. "Yes?"
"You kind of piss me off for some reason."
"..."
'You are pissing me off too.'
"Do you know, we had a meeting today, but I lied to my wife and stayed home." He glared at Das and asked, "Do you know why?"
"Because I was coming here?"
"Exactly," He got up and walked into the kitchen. "There was no way I am letting some boy come over when my daughter is alone at my house."
"But I am the son of your friends."
"Listen, kid; I am no friends with that barbaric mother of yours."
Das clenched his fist as he held back. "You are friends with my father, though."
"I ended our friendship when he decided to go out with that barbarian."
"Sir, even if you are Elena's father or my parent's friend, I won't overlook if you insult my mother in front of me."
"See? This is what I was talking about." Lucas opened the refrigerator as his voice tone changed, "You are short-tempered, just like her."
"..."
Lucas took out two bottles and walked back to the living room.
"You see, the first thing to be a successful human is to be calm."
"Then would you stay calm if I insult someone you loved?"
"Watch what you say, kid. There are things you shouldn't do and shouldn't say."
"Sir, I understand what you are trying to say, but I am not trying to be someone successful or someone who wants fame. Honestly, I don't care about this world. I only care about my family."
Lucas tossed one bottle at Das, "Everyone thinks the same."
Das caught the bottle and said, "Then I don't understand what you are trying to do here."
"I know your parents more than you do."
"I can't refute that."
Lucas took a sip before muttering, "You don't even know anything about yourself."
"Did you say something?"
"Everyone has a family, and everyone cares about them."
"Yeah, so?"
Lucas raised his hand and pointed his finger at the bottle Das was holding, "You should drink it. I heard mango juice is your favorite."
"..."
'How does he know that?' Das started wondering.
"Your face is saying, 'How does he know that?', Is that what you are thinking?"
Das opened the bottle and took a large sip.
"Be careful, or you might choke," Lucas commented.
Das ignored Lucas' comment and kept drinking.
"What's going on here?" Rebecca entered the room.
"Where is Elena?" Lucas questioned.
"She should be done with her bath."
"Anyway," Rebecca stood between Das and Lucas, then looked at Lucas, "You didn't say anything weird to him, did you?"
"I just praised his mother, nothing else."
"Lucas, how many times do I have to tell you to forget about that."
"I can't forget it; even if years have passed, I can't forget it."
Das drank the entire bottle, then took a deep breath.
"Are you okay, Das?" Rebecca asked.
Das nodded and looked at Lucas, then at Rebecca. "Can you tell me why does he hate my mother?"
"It's nothing big. You see, they used to prank each other, and one of Lucas' pranks went too far; your mother got angry and did something unspeakable to Lucas, and ever since then, he is like that."
'Something unspeakable?! What the hell did you do, mom?' Das started sweating. 'Mom is terrifying when he is angry. Even I make sure not to piss her off.'
Das gulped down and opened his mouth to say, "What did mom do?"
"She--"
"Becca!" Lucas stopped her.
"Fine, fine. I won't tell." Rebecca left the room, but stopped at the doorway, then looked at Lucas, "By the way, I got a call just now."
Hearing that, Lucas started sweating crazily as he averted his eyes and made sure not to make eye contact with Rebecca.
"They were asking why we didn't come today." She squinted her eyes and said, "Mind telling me what's going on?"
"He said he lied to you about the meeting because he didn't want to leave Elena alone with me in this house," Das told her everything.
"You bastard!" Lucas screamed at Das on the top of his lungs.
Rebecca sighed and walked back into the living room. "I know it would be something like that."
"I can't leave Elena alone with some boy!" Lucas retorted.
"I won't either." She looked at Das, then grabbed Lucas. "But he is the son of Angela. I trust him. He won't do anything weird to Elena."
"It's because he is her son!"
"Just stop it already. You are making me embarrassed in front of him." She dragged Lucas out of the room.
"We are getting ready to attend the meeting. Please wait for Elena here." Rebecca said as they left the room.
Das nodded and sat on the sofa.
'Her mother is so nice, and her father is...no, Das.' Das shook his head. 'Even if he is, you can't think that. He is Elena's father and your parent's friend. You have to respect him.'
"But he insulted mom."
'Dammit!' Das was lost and confused.
He closed his eyes and rested his head on the headrest. 'This house smells like Elena, and her room is like heaven.'
He then remembered Elena's body, her white skin, and cleavage. 'What's wrong with me? Why does this keep flashing in my mind?'
'Sure, I watch tutorial videos to gain some knowledge about these types of stuff, but why do I keep thinking about Elena?'
'I have noticed that my gaze keeps moving at Elena's b.r.e.a.s.t and legs whenever I talk to her. Isn't this bad?'
His feelings and emotions were all over the place. He was feeling p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e as well as guilt, but it was hard to call it a guilty p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.
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Das was sitting on the sofa, glancing around. He looked nervous.
He took out his phone and pretended to be busy with something. He could feel someone watching him.
It was Elena's father, Lucas. He was sitting on the sofa in front of Das and glaring at Das.
'Why is he looking at me like that?' This would be Das' 4th visit to Elena's house, and he had met Elena's parents all the time.
"Hey, you," Lucas called out.
Das looked at Lucas and gulped down. "Yes?"
"You kind of piss me off for some reason."
"..."
'You are pissing me off too.'
"Do you know, we had a meeting today, but I lied to my wife and stayed home." He glared at Das and asked, "Do you know why?"
"Because I was coming here?"
"Exactly," He got up and walked into the kitchen. "There was no way I am letting some boy come over when my daughter is alone at my house."
"But I am the son of your friends."
"Listen, kid; I am no friends with that barbaric mother of yours."
Das clenched his fist as he held back. "You are friends with my father, though."
"I ended our friendship when he decided to go out with that barbarian."
"Sir, even if you are Elena's father or my parent's friend, I won't overlook if you insult my mother in front of me."
"See? This is what I was talking about." Lucas opened the refrigerator as his voice tone changed, "You are short-tempered, just like her."
"..."
Lucas took out two bottles and walked back to the living room.
"You see, the first thing to be a successful human is to be calm."
"Then would you stay calm if I insult someone you loved?"
"Watch what you say, kid. There are things you shouldn't do and shouldn't say."
"Sir, I understand what you are trying to say, but I am not trying to be someone successful or someone who wants fame. Honestly, I don't care about this world. I only care about my family."
Lucas tossed one bottle at Das, "Everyone thinks the same."
Das caught the bottle and said, "Then I don't understand what you are trying to do here."
"I know your parents more than you do."
"I can't refute that."
Lucas took a sip before muttering, "You don't even know anything about yourself."
"Did you say something?"
"Everyone has a family, and everyone cares about them."
"Yeah, so?"
Lucas raised his hand and pointed his finger at the bottle Das was holding, "You should drink it. I heard mango juice is your favorite."
"..."
'How does he know that?' Das started wondering.
"Your face is saying, 'How does he know that?', Is that what you are thinking?"
Das opened the bottle and took a large sip.
"Be careful, or you might choke," Lucas commented.
Das ignored Lucas' comment and kept drinking.
"What's going on here?" Rebecca entered the room.
"Where is Elena?" Lucas questioned.
"She should be done with her bath."
"Anyway," Rebecca stood between Das and Lucas, then looked at Lucas, "You didn't say anything weird to him, did you?"
"I just praised his mother, nothing else."
"Lucas, how many times do I have to tell you to forget about that."
"I can't forget it; even if years have passed, I can't forget it."
Das drank the entire bottle, then took a deep breath.
"Are you okay, Das?" Rebecca asked.
Das nodded and looked at Lucas, then at Rebecca. "Can you tell me why does he hate my mother?"
"It's nothing big. You see, they used to prank each other, and one of Lucas' pranks went too far; your mother got angry and did something unspeakable to Lucas, and ever since then, he is like that."
'Something unspeakable?! What the hell did you do, mom?' Das started sweating. 'Mom is terrifying when he is angry. Even I make sure not to piss her off.'
Das gulped down and opened his mouth to say, "What did mom do?"
"She--"
"Becca!" Lucas stopped her.
"Fine, fine. I won't tell." Rebecca left the room, but stopped at the doorway, then looked at Lucas, "By the way, I got a call just now."
Hearing that, Lucas started sweating crazily as he averted his eyes and made sure not to make eye contact with Rebecca.
"They were asking why we didn't come today." She squinted her eyes and said, "Mind telling me what's going on?"
"He said he lied to you about the meeting because he didn't want to leave Elena alone with me in this house," Das told her everything.
"You bastard!" Lucas screamed at Das on the top of his lungs.
Rebecca sighed and walked back into the living room. "I know it would be something like that."
"I can't leave Elena alone with some boy!" Lucas retorted.
"I won't either." She looked at Das, then grabbed Lucas. "But he is the son of Angela. I trust him. He won't do anything weird to Elena."
"It's because he is her son!"
"Just stop it already. You are making me embarrassed in front of him." She dragged Lucas out of the room.
"We are getting ready to attend the meeting. Please wait for Elena here." Rebecca said as they left the room.
Das nodded and sat on the sofa.
'Her mother is so nice, and her father is...no, Das.' Das shook his head. 'Even if he is, you can't think that. He is Elena's father and your parent's friend. You have to respect him.'
"But he insulted mom."
'Dammit!' Das was lost and confused.
He closed his eyes and rested his head on the headrest. 'This house smells like Elena, and her room is like heaven.'
He then remembered Elena's body, her white skin, and cleavage. 'What's wrong with me? Why does this keep flashing in my mind?'
'Sure, I watch tutorial videos to gain some knowledge about these types of stuff, but why do I keep thinking about Elena?'
'I have noticed that my gaze keeps moving at Elena's b.r.e.a.s.t and legs whenever I talk to her. Isn't this bad?'
His feelings and emotions were all over the place. He was feeling p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e as well as guilt, but it was hard to call it a guilty p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.
Das was sitting on the sofa, glancing around. He looked nervous. He took out his phone and pretended to be busy with something. He could feel someone watching him. It was Elena's father, Lucas. He was sitting on the sofa in front of Das and glaring at Das. 'Why is he looking at me like that?' This would be Das' 4th visit to Elena's house, and he had met Elena's parents all the time. "Hey, you," Lucas called out. Das looked at Lucas and gulped down. "Yes?" "You kind of piss me off for some reason." "..." 'You are pissing me off too.' "Do you know, we had a meeting today, but I lied to my wife and stayed home." He glared at Das and asked, "Do you know why?" "Because I was coming here?" "Exactly," He got up and walked into the kitchen. "There was no way I am letting some boy come over when my daughter is alone at my house." "But I am the son of your friends." "Listen, kid; I am no friends with that barbaric mother of yours." Das clenched his fist as he held back. "You are friends with my father, though." "I ended our friendship when he decided to go out with that barbarian." "Sir, even if you are Elena's father or my parent's friend, I won't overlook if you insult my mother in front of me." "See? This is what I was talking about." Lucas opened the refrigerator as his voice tone changed, "You are short-tempered, just like her." "..." Lucas took out two bottles and walked back to the living room. "You see, the first thing to be a successful human is to be calm." "Then would you stay calm if I insult someone you loved?" "Watch what you say, kid. There are things you shouldn't do and shouldn't say." "Sir, I understand what you are trying to say, but I am not trying to be someone successful or someone who wants fame. Honestly, I don't care about this world. I only care about my family." Lucas tossed one bottle at Das, "Everyone thinks the same." Das caught the bottle and said, "Then I don't understand what you are trying to do here." "I know your parents more than you do." "I can't refute that." Lucas took a sip before muttering, "You don't even know anything about yourself." "Did you say something?" "Everyone has a family, and everyone cares about them." "Yeah, so?" Lucas raised his hand and pointed his finger at the bottle Das was holding, "You should drink it. I heard mango juice is your favorite." "..." 'How does he know that?' Das started wondering. "Your face is saying, 'How does he know that?', Is that what you are thinking?" Das opened the bottle and took a large sip. "Be careful, or you might choke," Lucas commented. Das ignored Lucas' comment and kept drinking. "What's going on here?" Rebecca entered the room. "Where is Elena?" Lucas questioned. "She should be done with her bath." "Anyway," Rebecca stood between Das and Lucas, then looked at Lucas, "You didn't say anything weird to him, did you?" "I just praised his mother, nothing else." "Lucas, how many times do I have to tell you to forget about that." "I can't forget it; even if years have passed, I can't forget it." Das drank the entire bottle, then took a deep breath. "Are you okay, Das?" Rebecca asked. Das nodded and looked at Lucas, then at Rebecca. "Can you tell me why does he hate my mother?" "It's nothing big. You see, they used to prank each other, and one of Lucas' pranks went too far; your mother got angry and did something unspeakable to Lucas, and ever since then, he is like that." 'Something unspeakable?! What the hell did you do, mom?' Das started sweating. 'Mom is terrifying when he is angry. Even I make sure not to piss her off.' Das gulped down and opened his mouth to say, "What did mom do?" "She--" "Becca!" Lucas stopped her. "Fine, fine. I won't tell." Rebecca left the room, but stopped at the doorway, then looked at Lucas, "By the way, I got a call just now." Hearing that, Lucas started sweating crazily as he averted his eyes and made sure not to make eye contact with Rebecca. "They were asking why we didn't come today." She squinted her eyes and said, "Mind telling me what's going on?" "He said he lied to you about the meeting because he didn't want to leave Elena alone with me in this house," Das told her everything. "You bastard!" Lucas screamed at Das on the top of his lungs. Rebecca sighed and walked back into the living room. "I know it would be something like that." "I can't leave Elena alone with some boy!" Lucas retorted. "I won't either." She looked at Das, then grabbed Lucas. "But he is the son of Angela. I trust him. He won't do anything weird to Elena." "It's because he is her son!" "Just stop it already. You are making me embarrassed in front of him." She dragged Lucas out of the room. "We are getting ready to attend the meeting. Please wait for Elena here." Rebecca said as they left the room. Das nodded and sat on the sofa. 'Her mother is so nice, and her father is...no, Das.' Das shook his head. 'Even if he is, you can't think that. He is Elena's father and your parent's friend. You have to respect him.' "But he insulted mom." 'Dammit!' Das was lost and confused. He closed his eyes and rested his head on the headrest. 'This house smells like Elena, and her room is like heaven.' He then remembered Elena's body, her white skin, and cleavage. 'What's wrong with me? Why does this keep flashing in my mind?' 'Sure, I watch tutorial videos to gain some knowledge about these types of stuff, but why do I keep thinking about Elena?' 'I have noticed that my gaze keeps moving at Elena's b.r.e.a.s.t and legs whenever I talk to her. Isn't this bad?' His feelings and emotions were all over the place. He was feeling p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e as well as guilt, but it was hard to call it a guilty p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.
