
An hour passed and Joanna was still faithful to her stance. If there was a sentence coming out of his mouth, it would have been just a sentence consisting of three words, 'I am not a thief'. Sometimes, Joanna smiled. Looking with an unusual gaze at the two officers interrogating him. Not because he is happy, but is laughing at the laws in his country. What was he supposed to answer for the dozens of absurd questions they were asking?
Rather than being called by asking questions, the uniformed officer was more suitable to be referred to as a forced will. Because Joanna is not currently being interrogated, but is forced to confess. And the mastermind behind all this was definitely Agria and the elder from the Northern City. Of course ... there are consequences that he must accept for the firmness of his stand. Dozens of punches had landed on his clean skin, leaving traces of bruising and blueness without any pattern on it.
"Curtain!" Joanna hissing.
Not to complain of pain over new wounds inflicted, but to hate helplessness like this. Sitting in a stuffy room with your hands tied. There was only one chandelier that emitted light on it. The light was not bright enough, but it made Joanna narrow her eyes.
Joanna lowered her head, ignoring the officer who was still sitting before her with a cruel look. He began to enjoy his sadness without tears because he had to separate from Oskar. That kid, he's sick and needs intensive care. How could they forcefully carry him. Joanna began to fear, fearing that something bad might happen to Oskar. Even more afraid when imagining how broken the child's heart is now.
..."Jose, I'm your cousin. Oskar is my son, not your son. You know Louise Matthew, right, she's her father."...
..."You stole my son!"...
...Jose!...
...Jose!...
...Jose!...
The voices continued to echo on the sidelines of his concern for Oskar. Alternately dredging the rubble of his memory barrier violently. The words that Agria spoke, as well as the calls from the man who kept calling out her name over and over again began to attack the shackles of her memory.
Joanna closed her eyes tightly. I hope this incredible pain will go away soon. But, the more Joanna resisted the more pain she got. Again, this time he heard a man say his name again. Not just the word Jose, but complete with the frills of 'my son' behind him.
Some time was spent by Joanna withstanding this excruciating pain. Get him to his limit. His breath was congested, sweat was flooding his entire body.
"I hate it, this kind of pain" complained Joanna.
Joanna was having more difficulty breathing, her eyes were turning white slowly and her head was getting heavier. It seemed like he saw someone standing in front of him even though it was unclear who it was. Calling his name and shaking his body. Joanna began to scream with increasingly unbearable pain, holding her head with her hands still tied to an iron bracelet that limited her movements.
Be ill,
It's So Sick,
Joanna felt the chains of her memory restraint tugging at each other. Stringing him up was like crushing his bones. It was finally broken into pieces a few seconds later. The girl closed her eyes tightly. His eardrum buzzed very loudly, then along with it faintly those faces sprung up. His father's face, his mother's face, the man's face. Slowly but surely his memory began to be neatly arranged like a mosaic of pieces that were initially very random and irregular.
Joanna, she's smiling. The memories that he had forgotten for the past five years, he had gotten them all. Recalling all the happiness, laughter, jokes, and affection of his loved ones before the news of the grief that twisted his spotless clean heart.
No, it's not Joanna anymore.
Again, Jose smiled. Remembering when she was once a good-hearted girl like an angel. Spreading happiness, being the pride of everyone, planting flowers of various types and looks hoping that their color and fragrance can beautify the world. Caring for injured cats and birds also takes care of the wounds of the servants who follow them.
That's not enough, because Jose doesn't just remember those wonderful memories. But the other side of her was dark. How he squabbled all day at the funeral for the loss of his mother, how he ruined all the flowers he had planted. Also how he followed the delinquent man to get used to smearing his hands with blood.
Everyone, Jose has remembered everything without a single bit being missed. Including ... who he wants to kill for his mother's death.
Now, Jose's eyes not only turned white, but also blurred. Because at this time, in this small room Jose has fallen to the floor that became his footing because he had lost consciousness.
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Six years ago.
In the noble city, the Northern City.
"What are you guys doing?" ask Jose. Shout at the waiter who took him without manners.
Jose, then less than 19, was taken to the hall by force. In fact, occasionally those people dragged him to his knees bleeding. In that large room the entire elder gathered, ready to impose punishment on him.
She used to be .. she was greatly admired. Formerly ...he was very glorified and proud. Until one day, his mother died. Died due to a fatal accident that claimed all the lives of its passengers. Leaving Jose and his father alone. Jose was grieved and devastated, as was Sir Alex. The two almost never smiled after the unfortunate incident that took the life of their beloved woman. In fact, even when they stood in front of the navel not many words they said.
Jose is getting closed day by day. Withdrawing from the outside world, hiding yourself from the glittering and majestic world. Every night, he would visit his mother's grave. Telling him what he went through that day was like the days when his mother was still around. Then kept crying all night hugging a tombstone that would never understand what he was doing.
One night, Jose felt something was different. He's been resting for a long time in his mother's belly button. Listening to the singing of night crickets as an entertainer of his grief. The originally earthy sound of crickets suddenly disappeared.
Silent.
Slender.
Only that word describes how gripping him that night. With great care, Jose got up. Wearing his head covering and hiding behind trees not far from his mother's grave.
Jose certainly knew something was wrong when the crickets stopped making noise. Their silence must be to welcome the arrival of uninvited guests. Jose gulped down his saliva before venturing out to peek behind the leaves. Some people in black robes came to his mother's grave. Not to pray, but to celebrate the feast of his death. The death was already planned by those who were laughing happily on the land of his mother's grave. Disturbing the peace of his mother who was sound asleep under the dark ground.
Those people took off their robes. Not realizing that someone was scouting him from behind a tree. Under the dim moonlight that night, Jose could see very clearly the faces of his mother's killer. Faces that he had always respected, old faces that were admired by his entire extended family who had a high position.
They were the faces of the elders who kept smiling while in the presence of Jose. The faces that always give her compliments all day. Also the faces were crying and tears when the funeral of his mother was held. Jose choked up, not believing what his eyes saw. His hands did not stop trembling, his legs brought him back in fear. But something bad happened because Jose stepped on a dry twig.
Kratak, man,
The branch was broken. Invite the attention of the elders who are partying. Some of them even started to walk closer to check. Jose broke out in a cold sweat not knowing what to do in such a precarious situation. Maybe this is the end of his life. At least that's what he thinks.
But someone silenced his mouth from behind, still pulling and lifting his body as light as cotton. Take him away from his spot to peek and move quickly. Jose was still motionless, his eyes were still very wary of seeing the elder who had started checking the place he had peeked before. The elder had only left after a while, precisely after seeing a ferret running in fear.
"Why are you so careless?" ask a man whose voice is familiar. The voice emerged from the mouth of a man who had silenced Jose's new mouth releasing his hands after making sure they were both safe.
"Edgar?" jose said when he saw a figure he was very familiar with. Jose hugged him, hugged Edgar whom he had known for a long time. A man who looks bad and cruel in the eyes of people. But it was Jose's life-saving time many times. A man three years older than Jose who continues to be there for Jose however and whenever Jose needs him.
"Don't be afraid, they're gone" Edgar said. Calmed Jose down by hugging him very tightly as usual.
"Edgar, they,-" Jose couldn't go on. But her tears represent everything.
"I know what you're gonna say. Come on, let's go. If you want revenge, it's not the time now" Edgar persuaded by wiping away the tears.
After the incident that night, Jose no longer cares about manners. He was indifferent and became increasingly wild and uncontrollable. His days were spent at the shooting range, at horse races or in archery arenas. There was only one goal in his life, which was to gather strength and take revenge. Making himself strong, making himself merciless and trying to take someone's life. Jose, she's no longer a loving girl. He would be very angry when the waiter made the slightest mistake. It was very different from the previous one who was always patient and said 'nothing' with his sweetest smile.
Jose, he's been breaking the rules more and more times and getting punished. His relationship with family members gets worse over time. His good name is increasingly disappearing and replaced by a new figure, namely Agria. Agria who was very envious of Jose's position used this disharmony well. Take the opportunity to make Jose's name worse and do various tricks to bring Jose down.
The highlight was that night. The night that Jose was dragged forcibly into the main hall in front of the entire family. Accused of having sex with an unknown man to conceive an illegitimate child. Damaging the image of the noble family, tarnishing the good name of the family so that his position as a potential successor was removed just like that. Jose glanced in the other direction, at the other end he saw Agria smiling proudly. Smiling at the punishment bestowed upon Jose that should have been given to Agria.
Not sad, but Jose smiled. Smiling cynically and in his heart said, "plus one more human being I have to kill."
That very night, Jose lost his position and was removed as a family member. Throwed out in the streets for his cousin's sins. There is no chance to defend yourself. There was no time to explain because they already believed in Agria's sickening face. Jose begged his father to keep him. Not because he did not want to leave, but because his revenge had not been avenged. But his father's answer melted his heart.
"Jose, my son, go! Because out there, you don't have to get punished anymore. You don't have to get hit anymore. Dad, I'll keep an eye on you from here. Don't be afraid, I won't leave you alone even if you're out there. Just have fun and live happily. I will continue to meet all your needs. Then forget all your revenge plans. About your mother's death, let me avenge her one day when our people have enough power. Don't dirty your precious hands with their filthy blood."
"D-dad?" jose said in tears.
"Go away, pretend you don't know anything. Do you understand?"
"Me, gotcha!" answer Jose.
His mouth is fine, but not his heart. Because after he left the castle he had been living in, he immediately looked for Edgar and spent all his time with him. For months living with that man. Learn how to be strong, to be heartless and without compassion. Killing and killing are commonplace Jose saw. He also killed someone to protect himself. Also to protect someone precious to him.
Until finally Jose had to crash because he was chased by dozens of bodyguards belonging to Agria, his cousin who wanted his life. Jose survived despite his body being scarred. He lost his consciousness and woke up with nothing to remember. It was not enough, because when he woke up Jose was no longer alone. There was a baby boy on his lap, looking cold and crying from hunger. Jose just keeps walking in the rain until Alexa finds and takes him home.
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