Descendants To Seven
Traces

In Dion's room he wandered alone. Three days ago he got word that his wife was drowning in the sea. The ship that kidnapped his wife has been found. No one found Lina's body.

And since the four Lina abductors were found in the lifelessness of the scene, they could not be questioned. Dion just wishes Lina's life. Although there is no evidence that can indicate that Lina survived.

From the server description said that Lina went to use certain online transportation. That way Dion tracks down who's taking his wife. From the driver's account was found the location of Lina's kidnapping.

Blood stains from knife wounds and rope pieces are proof that Lina has been kidnapped. With the help of a sniffer dog and the discovery of a car on the beach becomes proof that Lina was taken to the sea. Blood spots were also found in a car trunk on the beach. But it has been three days Lina's whereabouts have not been found.

The surrounding residents were unaware of Lina's whereabouts. And also do not bother about missing person news that is broadcast on the glass screen. Therefore Dion did not get the slightest trace of Lina's existence.

His phone rang, the call from the office came in many times. But instead of answering him, Dion turned off his phone. But he changed his mind again. He activated his phone again. Who knows if someone will find Lina, he thought later.

There was no call he expected to come in. Now he regrets his actions. Maybe he was too tight for his wife. If only he had not barred Lina from leaving the house as long as someone was accompanying him, maybe Lina would not have run away.

"I never meant to hurt you. I forbid you to go out, precisely because I was afraid you were hurt, dear." Dion said in a photo of Lina smiling at him.

But the photo did not show any reaction, even though Dion had tears in his eyes. Even though people say men should not cry.

Tok tok tok tok

"Lord has a guest" said a waiter.

Dion didn't answer, but he didn't have an appointment with anyone. The waiter waited for an answer outside the room. But after a few minutes there was no answer, he left.

"Where's Mr Dion?" ask a beautiful woman who has come home for the first time.

"Looks like you're still sleeping" replied the waiter.

"Alright tell him I came here" said the woman.

"Yes" replied the waiter.

The woman left, but before stepping she took a glance at Dion's room. But without saying anything, he continued in his footsteps.

After the afternoon, Dion finally went out of the room. In his clothes he went to the police station. Looking for someone he knows to investigate his wife's whereabouts.

"There has been no sign of your wife. But we got word that a few days ago a waiter found a woman floating unconscious in the sea."

Dion widened his eyes and sharpened his hearing.

"But when the team came to where he was treated, the woman was no longer there" the detective said.

Dion took a deep breath and exhaled it violently. He put both his palms to his face.

"Do you eat regularly?" ask the detective.

Dion remained silent as if, and looked out the door. As if saying he doesn't need that talk. The detective also understood the body language that Dion displayed.

Hearing that remark Dion felt like he had a fresh breeze. There is hope that his wife is still alive. But given their poor relationship lately, he became worried that Lina would not contact him.

"Hey, at least think about your diet and take care of your health. Only a healthy person can think clearly" the detective said.

After feeling that there was nothing to talk about Dion left that place. As he was about to walk through the door, the detective offered to drive him home, but Dion refused.

Elsewhere Lina was sitting quietly in a small hut. A middle-aged woman offered him a bowl of porridge.

"Your nose is lucky, you can still survive even though it was raining a storm last night" he said on the sidelines tidying up the items in his house.

"Who are you?" ask Lina.

"You don't know me?" asked the woman while pointing towards her nose.

Lina shook her head weakly, then slowly fed the warm porridge to her mouth.

"Did you remember meeting me?"

Lina shook her head again.

"On the beach, in the bag shop that sells woven, I told you to leave your husband" said the woman giving a grid of her questions. But Lina still shook her head. He doesn't want to remember anything. His head was heavy to think.

"Well, finish your porridge, we'll talk again. I'm going to the office first" he said, lifting a rattan basket and carrying it on his back. Then he picked up a brace made of bamboo.

Wear a hat and mask and wear gloves. "No need to wait for me to come home" he said. After that he left.

Lina observed the small hut. Many things filled the narrow hut. Cans of used drinks and glass bottles as well as cardboard boxes and papers are specially placed. And there's a pile of stuff still mixed up.

Lina finished her porridge, then put it on the chair she was sitting in. After drinking a glass of water he came out of the hut. Outside of circumstances very foreign to him. With a soft look he stepped foot into the sand that was spread like a rug.

He tried to recall from which direction he had come. Just a few steps away a little boy scolded him. "Auntie from the sea, right? Did aunt see my ball?" said the boy.

Lina remained silent, and continued on her way. The little boy continued to follow him and long-long dogs followed behind. "Auntie let's go to the sea, find my ball" said the boy pulling Lina's hand.

Lina just kept quiet following the guidance of the boy. Without thinking and without resisting. With bare feet clearly visible footprints engraved in the sand. Slowly the two of them were already heading towards the edge of the sea.

As hypnotized Lina put her foot on the sea. Many people were in that place, yet no one had seen anything awkward about Lina. They are all busy with their own activities.

Even when the sea water had reached her chest Lina was still unconscious. While the little boy's body had completely sunk but it seemed like he was okay. Even if he is a normal child, of course, he will have difficulty. But no, the boy looked calm, it didn't seem like he needed oxygen.

The little boy smiled as the water reached Lina's neck.

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