Dear, Dolls!
Susi's Emergence

"Yeahhhhhh..."

Han village slowly filled Emma's deaf hearing.

As vigorously as the girl tried to refrain from opening her two eyes. Dispelling the increasingly strong fear gripped his mind.

Because of the existence of the ghost of Celia who has been half an hour and accompanied her in the room where Emma was held captive.

'qul a'uudzu birob bin naaass..' Emma continues to chant sacred verses that she knows as an antidote to the jinn's disorder.

It had been a few days since he was last held captive in this sealed chamber.

On the first day when she realizes that she must share a room with Celia's body lying in a coma, Emma is already getting ready if she should also share a room with her ghost figure Celia.

And Emma's guess is very precise. At night, Celia's ghost really comes to her.

The ghost continued to die right near Emma's head. Making the girl almost die was shocked made her.

That's why the next day, Emma will immediately pretend to sleep when Celia's ghost comes to the room.

Emma chose to ignore him. Because if he doesn't, he could be crazy made his.

By pretending to sleep, Celia's ghost continues to disturb Emma. Especially if he opens his eyes and screams?

It will just be a free act. Because he wanted to run, he couldn't. For both Emma's hands and feet had been chained to the bedpost where she lay.

Not only the interference from the ghost of Celia that makes Emma horrified in her captivity. The arrival of Mr. Adda twice a day, in the morning and afternoon also made Emma no less horrified.

The man had come so far to feed Emma. At that time his hands can be free and he can go to the restroom.

However, Emma always felt uncomfortable every time the process took place. Because Mr. Adda will always look at him with a gaze that.

Mr. Adda's face always looks flat in Emma's eyes. But Emma could feel the desire for Mr. Adda's gaze towards her. Especially every time the man unbinds the chain in Emma's hand.

Emma noticed other touches from Mr. Adda on the back of her body. A spontaneous touch gave Emma cringe and rushed away from the man.

"Syaahhhh.." The village han voice of Celia's ghost resuscitates Emma at her current condition.

"Yeahahh...."

"Shaahhhhhhh..."

Slowly the sound of the han village was getting away, until it finally disappeared. Only then did Emma reopen her eyes.

Two clear crystal circles also stream from the second end of Emma's netra. His inner self was already feeling agonized with Celia's ghost attacks that were continuously attacking his psychic.

Emma had no idea how she could be freed from her current condition. He wasn't even sure he could be free. Because Bi Hara who he hopes to be his helper in this house is actually a psychopath who threatens Emma's life and soul.

Amongst the excruciating agonies that tormented Emma, the girl wondered. If Bi Hara had been a bad person for a long time, then who had helped her first, when she was able to escape from the Grandhill villa for the first time?

Is Soraya lady? Or Mr Kiman?

It was hard for Emma to believe the two men had saved her first.

'Then, who saved me first?' Emma asked herself.

The atmosphere feels empty. Emma doesn't know where exactly she's being held at the moment.

The room he was in now was completely unknown. There are no windows in this room. So that Emma could not guess the time of day and night in that place.

The first time Mr. Adda visited him, Emma begged and asked the man to help free Emma. But Mr. Adda did not budge.

The man simply rewarded Emma with his flat face and soon passed away from the room after Emma finished her wish.

In the next few days, Emma gave up hoping for help from Mr. Adda. Especially after he saw the wild lightning in Mr. Adda's gaze towards him.

"Emma.."

Emma gasped in shock when she heard a whisper near her.

He knows that voice well. Even so Emma can not remember directly who the owner is.

Spontaneously, the girl then circulated her gaze around. And Emma was shocked to find that a familiar figure was now standing at the door.

Emma thought in her mind, how long had she not met the figure in front of her.

Two weeks? Three weeks? Emma forgot.

What is clear, the appearance of a familiar figure certainly brings its own pleasure for Emma. Because he had hope of being free from this place.

"Susi?! How did you get in here?!" Emma asked at the figure at the door.

Susi was currently standing in a dimly lit part of the room. Indeed, the only source of light in the room was just a candle burning on the nightstand near the bed.

Although Emma could not see clearly Susi's face, but she recognized the posture of her closest friend.

"Emm. I will help you get out of here" Susi said in a soft whisper.

Susi then approached Emma with a smooth motion.

"But Sus, I can't leave this place! My hands and feet are in chains to this bed!" Emma addressed her main problem at the time.

"No, Emm. Youcan. Your hands are not locked!" Susi in the same whisper.

"What do you mean, Sus? Clearly my hand is in..ehh?? It open? How can ya? Though I remember very well Mr. Adda lock my hand again to the chain!" Emma muttered that she realized that her hands were no longer chained.

And when he looked at his feet again Emma was shocked. Turns out his legs have now been free since when.

"Where can..?" Emma muttered to herself.

"Come, Emm! You must leave immediately, before that person comes again!" Susi's whisper reminds Emma.

Reminded so, Emma also put aside all the confusion and questions in her mind.

With a swift, the girl immediately went down from the mattress, then approached Susi who was still standing in the same place. In the dim light.

"Actually I'm confused as to why you're here, Sus. But we can talk about that later. Now, do you know the way out of this place? Oh yea! Of course you know yes, Sus! You can get in here. You also know the way out, right! Hehe.." Emma chuckles to herself.

Susi gives Emma a faint smile.

"Follow me, Emm!" Take Susi who then immediately turned away.

Without wasting time, Emma immediately followed Susi's steps behind. But before Emma closed the door to the room that had been shutting her for these few days, her gaze was swept over the pale face of Celia who was lying stiffly on the bed.

"Good bye, Celia! Please don't follow me again!" Pamit Emma in a whisper that's too slow.

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