Mardinal: The Assassin's Adventure
Chapter 28: Orphanage

Mardin collapsed on the floor as a result of being invaded by dozens of children, some were crushed Mardin's legs, biting his hands, clamping his neck, until scratched Mardin's nostrils. Anyway, Mardin was really beaten up by these kids.

“Aduh, duh. Adoh! A-campoon, Deck. Forgive all brothers. Me...” Mardin was almost made difficult to talk because of their grazing. “I'm here just want to nganterin package.”

“Eh?”

The red-haired woman raised one hand, giving the command to stop this impromptu ‘attack’ when she realized that Mardin had come here just to deliver the package.

“Package?”

“I-iya,” replied Mardin when the children had stopped groping him, but were still trying to put him up. “Package from Uncle Rom, from Bar Rodeo. Ouch!”

Mardin complained when the 15-year-old boy who clamped his neck from behind still had time to knock Mardin's head.

The woman just remembered, her husband had told her that there would be a package from Uncle Rom coming to their villa. Apparently, this young man was asked to deliver the package here.

“Oh, jeez?! Package from Uncle Rom, yes...?” The woman's face now looks sad. “Sorry, yes. Excuse me. After all, you just pulled my sister-in-law's hand. I thought you were the venereal villain who wanted to kidnap her. Yes, understand, anyway. My sister-in-law's face is cute unyu-unyu, so. Also, the face is similar to a sugar mas-mas.”

“Ehehee..

Mardin could only chuckle awkwardly. All this happened because of a misunderstanding. Salah Mardin himself who thought the sister-in-law of the woman was straying in a haunted villa. Apparently, this villa is their own residence.

Mardin face is considered to be similar to sugar mas-mas? What's that nickname?

“Ya-ya. Help this Brother stand up, keep on apologizing, yes.”

The boys took off their shackles in parts of Mardin's body, helped the young man to his feet, then both looked down to apologize.

“Excuse us, yes, Bang..!” say them simultaneously.

With a shy face, Mardin answered kindly, “Iya, nothing, really. I know, you guys meant to protect your family here.”

“Now, you guys are in. Straight back to their respective rooms, already this bedtime.”

According to the woman's orders, the group of children immediately reentered the villa. When in the last row, a little boy turned his head, sticking his tongue out toward Mardin. Seeing the impoliteness of the child, the woman automatically hit the child's butt lightly.

“It can't be like that. Who is teaching?”

The child replied with a sluggish tone of speech, “E-not, Brother. Just want to say good night greetings to this Brother.”

“Salam. There are no salam-salam use ngejulurin tongue kayak that, yes. Entar cut Wewe Gombel, can not talk again you,” scolding the woman.

The boy closed his mouth, horrified at the thought of Wewe Gombel cutting off his tongue. Soon he ran into the villa after his brothers.

After the children were confirmed to have entered, the woman patted the little shoulder of the girl who was still standing next to her.

“You too if anyone is asked first, Dek Atna. Don't cry like that. I'm almost hanging,” the girl's nagging at the girl.

“Ehehee..

Again Mardin laughed awkwardly, hesitating to respond. Udah said mas-mas sugar, his face is also like a venereal criminal. Mardin was 17 years old, still a bachelor.

“Can't do this Brother like that, even if it's reality.”

Mardin crying in the heart. Dikira Mardin want to be designed, apparently also use a more subtle language.

Nervously, Atna bowed in apology to Mardin. “I'm sorry, yes, Bang. I thought, you're a crook who'd fuck around in this villa. You see, I also pulled my hand. We just met.”

“Iya, Deck. My own fault carelessly tugging at your hands,” said Mardin still a bit shy, “I also thought you were a rough child in this villa. So his intention was to anterin go home. Apparently, here it is, after all.”

“Yes, this is how ‘Dek our home.” Rosa spoke as warmly as possible, “In this area, only our villa is inhabited by many people. Rarely does anyone know this place, not even the Rogue knows. Therefore, this used villa we use as a place to live as well as shelter from the dangers of Rogue and monsters.”

“If you can know, who lives here who is, yes?” mardin asked curiously when she saw that there were many children living here.

“The one staying here is me, he.” Rosa pointed at Atna. “My husband, my children, the same foster children who have no parents anymore.”

“Oh, so those were your foster kids?” Mardin was a little surprised to find out.

Rosa nodded. “Iya. You could say, this villa is an unofficial orphanage. Many of the children in this city are isolated because they have no parents. There are victims of Rogue and monsters. There are also those who were dumped because they were the result of a relationship, sorry, dark.”

Mardin also understood. Apparently, this large villa in the middle of a deserted area is a shelter for orphans.

On this planet, there are many children without parents. As Rosa explains, some of her family members were murdered, even because they came from extramarital affairs. According to Mardin, abandoned children like this will be the seeds of Rogue Killer wild if they are not given proper attention and guidance by the people around.

Mardin remembers the past. If only there were no Uncle Rom and Ranma who nurtured and guided him well after the absence of both parents, he said, Mardin would also be a wild Rogue who would kill anyone based on sheer vile lust, killing innocent people.

All Mardin has done as Rogue is kill fellow killers who are considered threatening. It did not cross his mind at all to kill those who were not assassins if they did not intend to kill Mardin and were not considered dangerous.

“Oh, yes!” Rosa just remembered something. “We forgot to introduce ourselves. My name is Rosa, one of the stewards of this villa. This one in my arms is my daughter, Lilian. And this is my sister-in-law, Atna.”

With a shy head, Atna replied, “Sa-salam know, Bang.”

Rosa chuckled at the reaction of her sister-in-law. “Tehee…. He's this…. Understandably, yes, Atna is shy. Rarely interact with people, let alone with men. If this little sister what's her name?”

Of course Rosa called Mardin sister because the young man looked younger than her. You could say, this Mardin as a teenager who is still in his volatile period.

Mardin replied kindly, “My name is Mardin, Brother. Workers at the Rodeo Bar as well as Uncle Rom's adoptive nephew.”

“Oooh…. Uncle Rom's foster niece, huh? The Mardin..?” Rosa patted her own forehead. “Gosh. Uncle Rom used to tell stories about you, you know. I can't believe you're the Mardin. Again, forgive us, yes, do not intentionally think that you are a criminal.”

“Rosa, who's out there?”

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