EMBRACE YOU: Presence & Poison
Episode 45's

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“You want me to bring you, boss?” Bayu turned to look at the big boss and in reply to the head bobble.

“Bring me one.” Mike's answer sounded sharp and full of hostility in my ears.

“You're not afraid I'll put poison in your drink?” Tanya Bayu is no less sharp. I who stand between these two men just stare alternately, still do not understand the bias of meeting Bayu in a place like this.

“Already already! You guys keep fighting. Hahhaha.” The boss's words sounded proud, the man instead of breaking up just patted Bayu's shoulder gently before he entered into the big tent in front of us.

Mike glanced at him before coming inside. Bayu's jaw seemed to be clenched hard, I could see this man was very upset with Mike.

Then Bayu pulled me quickly and roughly following his steps. I who was uncomfortable since earlier in the tug-of-war like this finally rebelled. Then in one jolt Bayu pulled me until I walked beside him very close.

“Pura-pretend not to know me. I'm here undercover and really did not expect information from Natasha's base which is my girl.” As if I had been in the hot sun for a long time, both of my cheeks warmed up. My heart was beating fast hearing her little voice whispering near me. At the moment we are walking and there are not many guards near us.

“From the many Natasha in the country why should you be here?” Bayu sounded grumbling softly, his hand that still pulled me roughly perfecting his disguise.

“Listen well, later tonight there will be a rescue squad coming. Go with them. Whatever happens,

don't turn. You and those kids should leave this place soon.”

Hearing her words somehow made my heart tremble. His words sounded ambiguous, as if something big was going to happen tonight.

I looked up at him, his face that kept looking forward did not look at me like it was hurting me silently. I know she is Rio now, but being ignored like this by her was never imagined by me before.

Could this be what Bayu felt when I ignored him this one week? Moreover, this man waited for the uncertain, kept asking the news without me caring. I only care about my sadness without thinking about anyone who cares so much about me.

My throat hurt and my eyes started to heat up. A drop of tear drenched my cheek quickly. I exhaled slowly hoping he could hear my voice.

“Sorry.” The whisper sounded hoarse but I could hear it. My voice has been more than a week

I don't hear it finally coming out.

There was no meaningful response from Bayu, this man still continued to pull my right hand following in his footsteps. I

don't know if he heard it or not but I can't think of any other words besides that.

Then we arrived at a stage house that was a bit bigger than the others. There is a special dining area and a large kitchen. Five women were busy preparing food. There were two men standing guard with their weapons.

“He will help here. Can you guys give me two cold drinks?” These five women reflexively busy looking for plastic cups and pouring drinks and then mixing them with ice cubes. From moving they look if they are very nervous and a little scared.

After getting what this man asked for, Bayu immediately left there without even glancing at me at all. I

exhaling, thinking maybe Bayu was angry with me.

I then approached one of the women, asking for cloth and ice cubes. Although there was no fridge but food and ice cubes looked fresh inside the iron box in the corner of the room.

After getting it I immediately attached the cloth-covered ice cube to my left shoulder, intending that

Thinking of Mike making me like this really makes me very upset and angry. If I meet

with him I'd love to claw his shitty face.

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It was already late at night when the cuisine for the dinners of the people in this village was ready. The portion of food that is made very much every meal time arrives makes these women do not have time to escape from here.

It turned out that after my painstaking efforts to find a chat with them, these women were the original villagers before these criminals took over to make their headquarters.

I still feel scared when I see two guards who are always standing guard in front of this place, their faces were emitting cruel gazes with large pistols in their hands as if it would shoot me at any time if I did anything suspicious.

I who was sitting on one of the wooden chairs of the large dining table in front of me was staring blankly at the quiet front street. Only a few guards had passed by.

“This.” Suddenly a woman handed a warm cloth to my hand and she just went back inside.

The clueless me stared at his back, my body feeling tired just to stand up after him.

I rubbed my forehead and it turned out to be a lot of sweat there too now I can feel my whole body feeling very hot. I see, that woman must have asked me to wipe off the sweat. He knew that I was starting to have a fever.

My right hand was raised rubbing my face and neck with the cloth given by the woman, after which I stood up

slowly and stepped in to return the cloth.

“Thank you.”

Now I feel like lying down. My head started to feel very dizzy and I immediately approached one of the guards who had been watching me since.

“Can you please take me back to the warehouse?” Ask slowly. For a moment the man glanced at his friend and after

getting the nod, this man finally started leading me to the barn.

This man's footsteps were fairly quick for my condition now, the entire journey seemed lonely and only the

just keep a vague look under the lights.

I am grateful that my voice is heard again at a time like this even though my first throat hurts. Suppose the Cilia doctor was with me, he would have asked me a lot of questions about what I had felt before so that my voice could come back again.

“Where are you going?” My daydreams ran out when the man who led me stopped. I saw in front of us four men did not forget their guns were dropping off a bunch of children and the girl.

“I'll drop him off to the warehouse.”

“The big boss told us to bring these prisoners to dinner. We'll take them home

empty.”

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