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My feet walked slowly towards the big gate up ahead as my head did not stop to look back, every single step I took, getting further and further away from the tombstone.
After visiting Aunt Rose and putting flowers beside her, I talked a lot to her. I told him all my burdens. Although I didn't get an answer, my heart felt a little relieved.
A strong wind had hit my body since then, ruining my neatly combed hairdo. This vast land was well-maintained and very quiet, only a few people could be seen being silent crouched down in front of the other tombstones.
As I was passing through the great gate of this cemetery, I saw a taxi just stopped not far from where I was standing. The taxi was dropping off the passengers and I quickly got to him.
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“Nona!” I was shocked when someone touched my hand. A middle-aged woman who had been sitting next to me was looking at me with a smile.
“It looks like miss is already on call.” He said he pointed to a woman standing behind a glass display case that was only the waist of an adult. I nodded and smiled thanking her while standing over.
This pharmacist explained to me briefly the use of drugs that from now on I must eat. There are 3 types of tablets and capsules and vitamins.
An hour ago after I got home from Aunt Rose's funeral, Doctor Stefan called me to come to the hospital. The man told me about the results of my blood that had been poisoned.
“In your case, the poison lowers the heart function slowly. From now on you have to take medicine like any other heart patient. You can't do heavy activity, you can't be too cape because it will drive the attack. Besides, I don't know if the antidote will work and stop
that decline in your heart function or—“
“Or I'll be a heart patient until I find a heart donor?”
Doctor Stefan looked at me in silence, there was no emotion in his eyes. I can guess he must feel sorry for me.
“Whatever for your recovery, we must try it. Your family has no history of heart disease so we have hope the antidote will work.”
Hearing Doctor Stefan mention about my family who has no history of the disease actually makes me think more about it. Thinking about who I am? About mom saying that I was Aunt Rose's stepdaughter? Then about the father's confession.
Should I start finding out about the company? Eternity Group?
“Thank you.” I said smiling broadly at this pharmacist before me after all my medicine was wrapped in a paper bag. I turned around while keeping the medicine in my sling bag.
The clock shows almost twelve o'clock in the afternoon. At midday the weather is a little mending and windy. This year's rainy season is different from the previous year. A lot happened to me in a short time.
BRUCK!!
I fell when someone hit me very hard in the entrance. A pharmacist and a security guard in front ran up to me to help me stand up. I who was rubbing my left shoulder in pain did not realize this person who hit me did not help me at all.
“Pak, please be careful. Miss this pain—“
“Shut! I could see he was in pain. He's my girlfriend! You guys don't interfere!” I was shocked to hear this cold voice of the man before me.
Obviously, his voice did not belong to Bayu.
“Yes my mercy from earlier findin you! You went to the pharmacy? Why don't you say.” His voice turned 180 degrees to be more gentle and attentive.
I subconsciously held my breath glaring in disbelief that this man was in front of me. Realizing that the two cops who used to follow me now didn't show up, Rey must have done something to them.
“A—what are you doing?”
“Come with!” He pulled my hands fast and rough to get out of the pharmacy, I glanced anxiously at the security guard and the pharmacist, both of whom looked at us with confused and worried looks at me.
When I wanted to tell them to call the police, Rey grabbed me by her side and forced me to hide behind her body. The fresh scent of her perfume mixed with sweat from her body was clearly smelled.
I rebelled from his arms as he led me to his parked car. But he immediately grabbed both of my cheeks very hard and moved my head to look at the other car on the side of the road.
The car's glass opened a little but I could see clearly from the shadows inside the car. The two policemen were unconscious in the backseat and two others pointed their pistols at each of the police chiefs.
Rey threatened me without a word. He looked at me sharply as he opened his car door for me. My body moves by itself by getting in the car. Of course I was so afraid of facing this man, with this kind of silence he felt even more cruel than before.
My heart skipped a beat as Rey got inside and sat in the steering chair, she put on her seatbelt while glancing at me who was still silently sculpting. Again without a word, Rey approached me to put her seatbelt on.
“Breathe!” He said when he started the engine. He realized I was holding my breath near him.
Damnit damnit!
“What do you want now?!”
Rey did not immediately reply, she was busy staring at the crowded streets this afternoon. From the look on his face he looked angry and upset. What does his emotions now have to do with Bayu?
“Where are you taking me??” I asked again when Rey still hasn't answered me. He glanced at me and looked back. Outraged and afraid that something bad would happen, I snorted loudly staring out the window. I hope the bias calms my mind.
“Has he always been like this? Leaving you when you were in a weak state?”
“What do you mean?” I asked, not understanding what he was saying.
“You have just been sentenced to have heart disease and Bayu is not here with you-“
“He is working! Stop interfering in other people's business. Now put me down!” My urge grunted as if it did not want to hear a scolding from him.
Come to think of it every time I meet her why does Rey Orihara always turn out to be mellow and sensitive like this?
“You are sick, you better stay with me than expect the man to come home. He doesn't care about you at all.“
“Did you forget who brought those poisons??”
“I know! I'm sorry! But my business with Daniel happened before I met you. I'll give you the antidote to the poison. You'll be cured soon.” I was shocked to hear his words.
Not understanding his way of thinking.
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