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Stalker

"Did you?" Maki turned her head, Diana muttered right beside him. The woman seemed to be thinking, what did she want to ask.

"How's your son doing? The long?" Maki fell silent, it took her a while to think before answering the question from the woman. Right now they're on duty at the back of the cafe, getting a job cleaning the area there.

"Thankfully she was fine Diana, I was worried that Langa was not used to being left alone. I even thought about registering him at the nursery, if that's possible." Maki said in response. Diana seemed to be propping up her chin with the end of the floor cleaning stick.

"A little over a year so Langa can sign up?" murmured Diana, Maki nodded. Continuing cleaning of the back bar table.

"But Hanna?" parrot Diana again, the woman who was the object of conversation turned her head. Maki stared saturated, can you do your job? Only after that we talk about— about like that facial expression that reads to the brown woman.

"If Langa was put in kindergarten, wouldn't she be bored? I mean—just look inside his brain. Too smart, there's no way she likes to hang out with other kids who can just sing. I'm sure she must have displayed the same saturated expression as your face~" said Diana pleasingly at the end of her sentence. Maki let out a long sigh, feeling tired with the friend beside her.

The brownish-mannered woman shrugged her shoulders indifferently, rolled up the table cloth she had in hand and slowly whipped Diana's figure while saying—

"Back to work!"

Diana chuckled, laughing as the woman continued her work. The corner of Maki's lips lifted, he was happy with his current life. In the past, never once did the woman imagine that you could have someone who truly deserved to be called a friend.

Maki owes Diana a debt of gratitude, she is the only friend and first family to accept Maki's sad figure at that time.

Still fresh in memory, the beginning of their meeting. Between Maki and Diana.

At that time if it is not wrong Maki was in mid-autumn, the air became a little cooler than usual. Maki who was smiling happily while stroking slowly her distended stomach would never count. That the real plan of the father is—

"Kill."

Killing her biological daughter, heinous. Maki really felt disgusted, crying bloodpun free. Bodyguards who used to talk about forgiveness turned out to be lies. She looked down in shame, as Maki begged for mercy to the heartless people who wanted to forcibly take her life.

"NO! NO!"

Maki shook her head, her father turned— really doesn't care. Leaving Maki with a group of people who act as executioners, you joke.

Hiks...

He just wants the end result. Hurry, hurry! QUICKLY KILL JALA*NG THAT!

All the good at that time was just an illusion. He puts Maki's heart in a calm state— makes her feel a little happy after getting mercy then when Maki is at the end point you start to play him as you please. That's how the father took revenge on his ex-wife.

Hahaha |

It doesn't make sense.

By injuring the child.

"WHAT! WHAT'S MY FAULT WITH YOU BASTARD?!"

"I HATE YOU! I CURSE YOU FUCKING."

Maki tries to rebel as best she can, she protects the only treasure within her body. The child, no. I WON'T LET A SINGLE PERSON TOUCH IT.

"IF I DIE, I'LL MAKE SURE YOU ALL—!!! Argh?!" maki yelled stifled, something made her head dizzy. Not yet had time to finish the sentence, the woman was already warmly welcomed by the darkness.

Am I going to die?

"Miss..."

The charen? Maki tried to open both eyelids which currently felt heavy. What does the servant of trust do from the figure of the father? Does he also want to hurt Maki with his son?

Unknowingly Maki shook her head, she let out tears with a sad face instead of a bitch. The woman reached for Charen's body, begging for forgiveness and mercy from the servant. Help u! Don't hurt my son. Seeing the pitiful look of the young lady he had served as a child, made the servant's heart slit. So hate 'is the man named father to insist on killing his flesh and blood.

"Listen lady, some of the servants who have served you tried to hold back the crazy men of the great lord. You don't have much time, run miss. Run on! Running as far away as possible until your legs seem to disappear from their place."

That was the last sentence Maki could remember, then after that—Maki only heard the news of the slain servants who helped him escape at that time. A few days later, Maki hears again about leaving her the eldest daughter of an Asian family.

Himself. How ridiculous.

Whether the corpse of the man was the one that the madman was using, he paid someone to paint over the face of a lifeless piece of meat. Damnit. Maki kasian's.

But—

ARGH! FUCK'EM.

Maki doesn't know anymore, Maki's fed up. Right now he really has no purpose. Where he should take cover. Even when something in his stomach gets bigger. Where'sisthis? Why is he here?

The brownish woman was overwhelmed by feelings of despair. He then met Diana. Right beside the old tree, in the quiet garden of fans—Maki like crazy; curled up among the leaves. He's looking up.

The person Maki thought was just a passerby suddenly stopped right in front of Maki. He extended his delicate hand to the woman, waiting for her to reach for the thing.

Maki who was already at the point of destruction, greeted the hand with tears.

Shit, why am I crying?

"You're tired of Hanna?" diana asked suddenly, Maki shook her head. He mumbled that he was okay.

Let's continue the work.

"CHA!"

What time is it! Maki ran in panic, today the cafe customers are more crowded than usual. Maki's work hours spontaneously increased, she should have been able to go home at 8 last night but she was only able to go home at 10 p.m. Justjust wonderful. See now? He was madly running like a doormat; chasing the last bus operating at night.

"Hah~" Maki breathed a sigh of relief, when she managed to land her buttocks on the passenger bench. Just waiting for this thing to reach its destination, Maki closed her eyelids for a while.

He hoped that Langa would not cry in fear waiting for the late mother to arrive.

Citttt—!

The sound of the brakes was heard, the passengers had just disembarked. Maki reopened both of her eyelids. Completely deserted only 3 passengers including himself who were on the bus. Maki honestly does not matter with the silence created but—he is sure that the person who sat right behind him from earlier was like watching Maki's figure.

She's male.

The woman with the brownish bead displayed a flat expression, she felt something inside her shoulder bag. Little banda with a sharp tip; a folding knife that he always carries everywhere.

If the man dares to mess around, Maki guarantees that he will pry the two eyes of the man out. Just keep that in mind!