EMBRACE YOU: Presence & Poison
Episode 78's

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“What?”

“We can't cancel the engagement! More than a week ago your mother had borrowed money from me. She said you didn't give money to your sister's investment and she agreed that we would get married as long as I financed all that investment, at first I didn't want to but it turns out you're prettier and sexier than I thought.”

Oh God!

I want to run away from everything. Does my life have to be like this? “I'll pay that money. Give me your account number.”

“I don't want that money back. I've accepted you.”

“You're crazy! I would never want to! Send me his account number if you want your money back.” I turned around, not wanting to deal anymore with this man but my steps came to a halt as my wrist was held very tightly.

I turned around and grimaced straight away releasing her, looking at her angrily. But she quickly pulled me back until her vexed face was already very close to mine. He held both of my hands together so I wouldn't let go easily.

I could smell the mint and sweet scent of her breath, the gum in her mouth still she chewed as she said. “So you're playing your expensive selling character? don't you realize that your mother sold you to me? You should have thanked me for still being kind and patient.”

The whisper didn't scare me in the least, I wanted to slap him now. “You think this is an age of arranged marriages that just accept? Or do you feel as the main character in the matchmaking story with finally we will fall in love and live happily? Geez.”

I smiled slightly, looked at him with a look of disdain and then stomped on his feet hard. She screamed and let out a dirty word to curse me while holding her left leg.

From behind Henry's back, not far away I saw two men who had been watching me since the hospital seem to laugh softly. Then I felt her hand clutch again my wrist was so strong that it hurt, but it didn't make me have to complain to her, I hit him on the stomach with my knees until he fell on his knees holding his stomach while screaming in pain.

Not wanting him to hold me back, I quickly turned around and half ran away with my eyes looking for a taxi on the street.

I managed to get a taxi and chose to get off immediately when I saw the bus stop. Seeing the people who were waiting there looking very normal considering these days a lot of things were never expected, I decided to sit in that place.

It feels like a long time since I was alone in the crowd. I love this moment so much because it makes me think calmly. As the blue bus came, some people started to stand up and prepare to board.

I smiled as a child jumped off the bus. She and her mother looked delighted and the two seemed to join hands walking away from the stop.

My mind sometimes doesn't stop comparing my mother to other mothers I accidentally see when they're with their child. But again my heart can't be angry at my mother if I recall how we didn't get along.

This feeling always ends with me examining my attitude towards the mother who made her like that. It all seems to come back to the shortcomings that exist in me. And I'm well aware that this feeling is what makes me unhappy.

I always end up blaming my shortcomings and never just praising myself for something that has been achieved. Considering how mom betrothed me to Henry, or Jane who hated me because she was her ex-fiance Bayu made me think once again.

The problem of my love is not finished what because I can not love myself? Is loving someone else difficult? Do I have to give up and start rearranging myself first before starting to love others? But I also thought about how the stories of others, especially women my age, were.

Do they think the same thing as me? Is their love story going well or is it hard to be the same as mine?

My daydreams ran out when I heard the sound of a loud enough collision happening in the middle of the highway in front of me. The people waiting at this stop immediately stood up to see what was happening.

A black car crashed into another black car from behind and stopped in the middle of the road. The front and rear bumpers of each car look broken and dented. Other drivers began to line up behind the car that crashed into it. The streets in an instant turned jammed until the sound of police car sirens sounded more and more

come close.

People who were looking at the side of the road some started to approach the car, checking if anyone was injured. Everyone at this bus stop was fussing out of curiosity. The sight I was originally able to clearly see was covered by the backs of people.

Many times I jumped in wanting to see as well but the average height of some men lined up remained in the way. The sound of police sirens was so loud it was heard and stopped near the stop. What I never expected was that I suddenly heard a male voice call.

“Icha! Natasha Icha Davindra!”

The voice of the man I didn't know called my full name. I quickly searched for the source of the sound because the people here started looking at each other.

When I managed to penetrate the crowd in front, two men whose faces were familiar for always following me from the hospital until earlier in front of the store looked at me with relief.

“Come go!”

“Why?”

One of them ran into the car to take the wheel, while the other approached me and whispered. “Mike is there.”

I almost choked when this cop pointed towards the car that had an accident in front. Without asking much I ran into the car followed by the police, then the car I was riding in walked quickly

leave this place.

“How can Mike be here? Aren't you guys gonna catch him?” I asked the two men sitting in the front seat.

“We just got a report that Mike was seen running away and heading to this area. All the police have been sent to arrest him. We were just given orders to keep you away from him. He will definitely be caught due to a traffic accident.”

My feeling is that Bayu's job is not going well. I became more worried and curious about the news.

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Today is Saturday and exactly one week Bayu has not contacted me. This morning was as quiet and quiet as ever at home. Doctor Cilia who was about to stay at my house was not allowed because she had been looking after me all day yesterday. Then Stefan's doctor was worried that I was home alone, but I assured him I was okay and would call him immediately if I was in pain.

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