For a Freedom
JENNIFER: FOR FREEDOM (38)

"It's getting late, how are Derren and Vallene.., will Derren be okay I'm living alone with a stranger...?" mummified Kiel.

Kiel who felt tired decided to rest for a moment, saw his sweat pouring and his breath gasping.

"Why is he suddenly talking directly about the case...? Make me reflect away and..., do I have to talk this over to Miss Vallice, I have to see Miss Vallice again...?" mummified Kiel.

Kiel becomes confused and in lema. Then he decided to sit quietly beside the firewood he had collected.

***

"Do you feel better?" he said it very slowly and gently.

"Yes.., how can you? Now it feels so much lighter, yes it is." murmured Derren.

Vallene gave a small laugh, stroking the head of Derren who was leaning comfortably lying on his thigh.

It is very nice if there is someone who can understand the problems and contents of your heart are chaotic. How does it feel to be understood...? Can I also be understood?

Vallene daydreamed astray, Derren turned his head up and realized Vallene was just silent. Then Derren said something.

"Sister Vallene, I actually know what and how the village chief's son was killed." Derren said.

It made Vallene frown and his face became serious.

"Hows it? Who?" said the panicked Vallene.

"Like this.." murmured Derren, then Derren got up from his sleep and sat cross-legged in front of Vallene.

...

One day the village chief made a visit to this village, because the village chief was so busy that he left his son alone. Incidentally, when the village chief's horse-drawn carriage passed by on the road near the garden, he saw me and my brother playing ball throwing.

The horse carriage pulled over and stopped near us, out came the middle-aged father who was the father of the village chief and a boy the age of my brother.

The village chief spoke to us, he asked his son to join us in playing. Since we were not feeling well, big brother finally agreed. The horse-drawn carriage returned with the horse-drawn carriage driver and the village chief's father in it.

My brother tried to talk to him, but the response from the boy was very unpleasant. His gaze looked demeaning to us and his speech was very arrogant.

We just kept quiet and received a bad word out of his mouth.

Next we continued to play catch the ball, some time later it seemed like he was bored. Although he looked upset but the game continued.

I accidentally slipped and made the game end, he looked really upset. He then emotionally walked towards me and pushed me to the ground, I could only cry there and my brother tried to help me.

Because of me, my brother and him arguing. I could only cry there, and then came a girl from behind, she looked so beautiful and clean.

My sister and I then fell silent at the arrival of the girl, we thought they were friends. What is unexpected turns out that the girl defended us, when she was seen from a rich family but why is she defending people like us?

The girl tried to protect us, but the son of the village chief was still rude and arrogant.

Do not know why.., a lot of blood spurted out of his palm and hit the body of the village chief's son.

The strange thing is.., face.., chest and upper body suddenly! Meat melts!

Her screams and screams were loud, my sister and I were terrified but the girl told us to just shut up and stay behind her.

We saw how the skin and flesh of the village coconut boy melted like melting, until his bones were visible and his deepest flesh was visible as well....

The terrible incident happened for about ten minutes, then the village chief's son stopped moving.

Just then, the girl turned her head towards the two of us and said everything was fine, as long as we all....

Quiescent.

I've been very wary of the girl ever since, but when the girl asked us to play with her my sister agreed. Does he not feel strange and afraid...?

I just followed them, but I kept my distance from the girl. He took us on the edge of the river which is actually not far from here.

Somehow looking at my brother did not feel strange and familiar with the girl, my brother and he played water in the river but I prefer to keep waiting for them under the shade tree, while watching her, I was afraid my brother was doing something.

It was getting late in the afternoon, I used sign language for my brother to let us go straight home, because I was very uncomfortable.

But the girl forced us to go to her house for a while, because she was very considerate. My brother doesn't enjoy it.

And never mind, I followed them. I didn't say anything because I didn't like the girl. She looks beautiful and elegant but. That's what makes me wonder, I'm afraid that she's an undercover witch. Not a few cases like this that cost a lot of victims, the victims are children.

We followed him and it turned out that he lived in a big, magnificent and luxurious house. His house if from here is not far but also not close, his house has a private garden and a large statue like the house of a very powerful person.

You also entered, greeted by many servants. The waiter called her Young Miss. We were invited in at his house, of course we got a cynical look and a mocking whisper from all the servants there.

When we entered the house, the house was very large. He said he only lived with his mother but his house was that big. We were told to sit down for a while and he went inside.

My sister was so fascinated, so was I. But I remained vigilant. When my brother and I were talking about him and the strange incident earlier, he suddenly came out of nowhere and without a sound was just next to us.

We were served with sweet food, short story day was already evening and we finally decided to go home. We were delivered to the front and there was a car ready to take us home. We also brought paper bags that contained very nice clothes like the clothes of a rich boy.

Since I was so uncomfortable being around him, I went straight up and my brother followed me as well. We were driven home, because we had no home, my brother asked us to be dropped off on the side of the road.

The driver didn't like us either I guess, we needed it bad enough by him. But it didn't matter to me and my brother, even though I was very upset.

...

"Daughter..., what's her name?" ask Vallene.

"Just a moment.., the name is..," murmured Derren who was also trying to remember something.

I was too indifferent at that time.., I don't remember her name.