A TWISTED MIND'S
Chapter 1 Early Start

"Now you choose, to be a slave to the religiously legitimate nafsuku which you profess and the law of the land or to be my net until I get bored and let go of you?" He put on a grim face with one hand pressing my body against the wall and the other hand clutching hard on my chin.

One drool of my saliva landed perfectly on the face of his flawless looking face.

"I hate you so much to the bones, I'll never marry a son of a bitch like you!" My sharp gaze drew deep into his eyes that had been staring at me like a ferocious lion about to pounce on its prey.

He pulled my body and then threw it on the floor.

"Take him to the room" he ordered some bodyguards who were always preparing by his side. "Make sure the housekeeping is tightened and don't let him escape!"

His orders are strict and do not want to be denied.

Four heavy hands pulled my arms together until my body was dragged up the stairs. I've run out of energy to fight, let alone fight, just make a sound even I can no longer. Only sobs that felt stuck in my throat and screeches in the space of my heart continued to echo. Really, I'm sorry to see that guy again.

Blue Ocean, he is the man I hate the most in this world maybe even to the afterlife I intend to still hate him.

How not, 15 years of my time spent living in remorse for it, but after meeting him again, he turned into a monster and the most annoying person of all the Milky Way.

It is my fault, even my fault for him can be said to be fatal, but I don't think it should be the way his revenge is if he wants revenge on me.

15 Years gone, suddenly fate brought us back together, he turned over my life that I thought was perfect and happy, now threatened to enter into the abyss of suffering that he created for me.

Ah, if I knew it would be like this at last, I truly regretted ever crying in my bow, asking that I be met once, so that I could convey my greatest apology to him.

I admit, I was very mean to him, during our 5 years together as classmates since grade 1 to 6 Elementary, all I did was hurt him with various bullyan that hurt. But all that I do is not without cause. He's the one who's always looking for trouble with me. I've been reluctant to serve his stupid mischief, but he always shows up at inappropriate times.

At its peak when the first day of entering 6th grade, I hit her head with a table tennis bet to make her head bleed so much, she bothered me, she said, throwing me some paper balls until I hit the spherical ball that I was ready to hit with my flagship backhand smash but missed because of Sam.

I don't accept.

#FLASHBACK

"Mmmmm..." The sound of my screams echoed throughout the classroom. I had enough of restraint by ignoring his existence. If usually I do not stop disturbing and memgerjajaji when there is time, now the situation turned around.

Sam knew that I loved the game of pimpong so much, only the entrance bell of the lesson hours could distract me from this game.

"What???" He challenged me while walking closer to me.

He is now standing before me with his face asking to be pierced, until...

One forehead hit landed on his back head.

Sam could only be fixated, for a moment looking at me with a difficult gaze I stopped and his body fell right under my feet.

I fell silent and nodded. My body was staring at him. I didn't do it on purpose. It was just a reflex movement in response to his challenge. Really, there was no intention to hurt her let alone make her as injured as she was right now.

Everything happened so fast. Instantly a boisterous voice filled all the space watching the incident. All gathered around Sam's body which was already stretched helplessly. Until the faint sound disappeared along with my consciousness which also disappeared.

That was the last time I saw him. Listen, the Ocean was taken by his parents to treat abroad, Sam just left a stifling regret in the chest.

I still had time to visit his house which was not far from my parents' house. We still live in the same complex though not neighboring as well. Our parents are both friendly. Currently, Sam's father helped develop the company that had been founded by my father and mother since 5 years ago.

From the information I got from the housekeeper who lived in his house, since the incident Sam was declared in a coma and not yet conscious. I feel guilty and want to apologize.

I don't understand what happened after that. There's been a lot of weird stuff that's hard for me to figure out. In just a month, though, my father lost his company until both of my parents suddenly had a traffic accident until I was taken away by people I did not know who claimed to be a close friend of my father.

I who was too small was left for good by my two people just so very sad and depressed.

I don't know what to do, I'm still too small to understand the weird affairs of adults.

"We have to leave right now, young lady, we don't have much time!" Said one of the shady-faced women whose age might be as old as my mother.

"But father.i.mom.."  I looked at the bodies of my parents who were still lying stiff on top of the hospital's IGD ward. My tears continued to flow, my throat felt already unable to let out a word of deft restraining feeling that squeezed.

"Young miss's safety is more important now, come with us, miss!" The woman was convincing. I can only obey, even though my heart is so sad to lose both my parents and now I have to go with strangers before attending the funeral of my parents.

"We're sorry, lady, one day young lady will understand!" He said again by stroking the top of my head.

However, this story is not just about Sam's childhood grudge against me, slowly exposed to the evil conspiracy that made me have to lose both my parents until I had to be estranged in one of the cities in the country.

I spent my days learning and continuing to nurture my best friends with my parents. Not wanting to let one disappear from my head.

One day I will return, unraveling all the memories and events that have happened. I Venus Aerglo Sanjaya will definitely return. Sooner or later, it's coming back.

#Flasback Off