Bare With Bastard

Bare With Bastard
What's my... Already dead?


The next morning, Amla felt heavy on her head, it turned out that her intention just wanted to drink a little even made her addicted, what else she had not been drunk for a long time.


In his house was already deserted, because many workers stopped. Amla headed for the kitchen, she felt her stomach so hungry, she remembered the last time she had eaten in the morning before the investigation.


But when he reached the kitchen his eyes were rounded when he looked at a figure he recognized, "Kaaauuu.." cried Amla did not believe.


"Good morning, madam! I am the new butler! My name is Musi... From today I am ready to take charge of the Madam's food!" said the waiter named Musi.


Amla was surprised, she looked at the butler who looked so similar to Erra, or could it be that the servant was indeed Erra, someone she was also looking for her whereabouts.


"What's wrong, madam? Is there anything I can help you with?" tanya is friendly Musi.


"You... Erra, are you right Erra?" amla tuding. He could not believe it, the middle-aged woman looked healthy and fit, indeed not like Erra, but her face was very similar, her skin was also pure white, but he was sure Erra would not be able to be this attractive in appearance.


"Era? Sorry Madam, my name is Musi, Musi Atiqah, yesterday while hiring to work in the big residence of Huculak, I feel that I meet the qualifications needed to apply and today is my first day of work!"


"Mrs can see my resume if Madam pleases."


"No, how could it be, couldn't it?"


Amla felt, could she be too tired and still have the effects of drunkenness left in her body, so that she could hallucinate a no-no. How could Erra be a servant, she thought it was impossible.


"Does the Madam need anything?"


"No... I just want to go back to my room!" say Amla indifferent, this is only a moment for him, do not travel everywhere first, stay a little while longer in the room, then come out when the sun is high, maybe the face of the waiter will change, there was no way he had found such a physically flawless, completely like Erra.


Erra came out of the kitchen, she wanted to go back to the room immediately, but on her way she accidentally saw a door. That door was the door to the basement, where he and Sian had once held Erra and Romi.


His slow steps led to approach the door, carefully opening it. His heart was beating faster, for some reason he felt anxious to see the basement.


About fifteen minutes of walking, he had reached the secret place, he opened the door that would connect him directly to the basement, then there was a ladder for him to go down.


No no, "Aaaaaahhh!" again, Amla's eyes glared, she saw the figure of Romi and Erra with still occupying the prison, there were also some guards who were on guard. Amla hesitates to approach.


"aaa... Whahuh? What does this mean?" Amla rubbed her eyes quickly, but the figure also did not disappear from her sight.


"You guys, you guys... Is it still alive?" Amla tried to reach Romi who was blocked by iron bars, but without Amla realizing it quickly, suddenly the hands of Romi figure had already strangled her neck.


"aaa... What are you doing!" amla's beaver yelling.


"Death you! Die, die, die!"


"No... No, let me go, get out!"


"Death to you... You have to pay for everything, my wife is dead because of you, then you have to pay for it, you have to pay for it!"


"No, not me... Don't be crazy, Aaa... Ahhhh..."


Amla tried to escape from the grip of the hand of the figure she considered Romi, the hand felt so real, Romi's gaze also looked at her guts so real. Amla really thought that the figure was indeed Romi.


"Take me off!"


"Let go!"


But before long Amla felt herself as if floating, the slow face of Romi who looked at her nyalang even more blur himself saw, his eyes then closed, he felt his body so limp.


What's my... Already dead?


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