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"What mistake have I made with you, that you want to ensnare me? William..."
Degh's!
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Maki quickly opened her two eyelids. The woman's breath seemed to be a little breathless, I don't know what she had experienced in the dreamland that made her manage to sweat so much through her pale skin.
Maki can't remember.
"Hosh! Hosh!" The woman's chest was up and down, she who was lying on her back on a comfortable mattress felt a great headache. Plus the smell from the scent candles filled the sense of smell, the ceiling of the room room with luxurious decoration caught the sight of the woman.
Strange questions just popped up.
Where'sme?
Lastly Maki remembered she wanted to rest in one of Rico's rooms because of the sudden drowsiness of this woman, while the person who claimed to be her husband was playing with Langa after giving a cup of tea with a distinctive lavender aroma.
What the hell's going on?
Turn back all your memories Maki. Trying to change positions, the last conversation she had with William last night was about returning to the man's residence; the house Maki should have been in.
It's impossible for Maki to be kidnapped by someone and then put in a luxurious room like this; unless the kidnapper is a crazy maniac—just if it's true this is the residence that William was referring to, why is he here all of a sudden?
Is the emerald man similar to his son who brought Maki here; asleep?
Chances are 'yes' even though it crossed a little awkward point—Maki may not be aware that his body was lifted and moved from one place to another. He never sleeps like a dead man except?
There was someone who drugged Maki's figure.
"Tch!" she was grieving, the woman's head was dizzy—she leaned back against the head of the bed while massaging her forehead. Negative perceptions slowly surfaced that the accusations about the tea William gave made the woman suspicious.
"Did he give some kind of sleeping pill to that drink?" maki's murmur was similar to a squeak. If so, what was the underlying motive for William doing this crazy thing?
Suspicious, this is weird. Maki's dislike of men behaves similarly to the child's property is getting bigger. I don't like it.
But unlike Langa, his only son was really close to William. In fact they are arguably too familiar, maybe also this is due to the disappearance of Maki for 2 years. Definitely Langa felt a feeling of loneliness, so if done matching all that would sound reasonable—just the stature and aura that William showed made Maki goosebumps.
"As if dealing with a criminal?"
Or a crazy psychopath obsessed with one thing. |
DEGH!
The heart rate beats harder than usual as Maki focuses on one key sentence about William.
Not like a person who suddenly gets a beautiful beat because it starts to realize the feeling in the heart but more towards—degup heart that beats unbecoming thanks to a strange premonition that suddenly whack.
What's name?
"A fear?" the sensation of goosebumps makes Maki hug her own little body.
A strange shadow of Yolan suddenly appears, moments when Maki can't remember anyone or anything in the world. Life is lifeless, death is not dead—move as a puppet controlled by someone.
Yep!
Terrified.
This is the thrill of horror that Maki once felt before deciding to run away from that crazy bastard. Why do I feel this feeling with my husband?
Funnier.
"Is he really my husband?"
Tes~
Tears dotted just like that in one of Maki's eyes, her face growing pale. Yolan too, he confessed to me that he was my husband; said the woman's inner goddess.
Doubts are getting stronger, Maki doesn't like it!
He thinks—William is a dangerous figure.
"I want to get out of here..." Maki muttered, she lowered her head while letting tears pour over the surface of the mattress.
The woman's panic disorder relapses, something goes back to attacking Maki mentally. The woman thought she was good enough in emotional control, even in front of Yolan she managed to do it. Deceiving until successfully separated from the crazy sissy figure, even though Maki was only trying to pretend.
Don't think that Maki is okay, just because she looks normal— doesn't mean she can really be said to be a normal person.
The physical assault, abuse and rape that Yolan could say made no sense in actually managed to traumatize Maki. It's just that Maki does not want to lose, the ego of a woman who wants to keep trying to sit on the throne without a king.
The Queen's.
I've even been through all the bad news since I was born, this is only a small part of it. It's okay, it's okay Maki! You can, men are just tools; they are nothing more than a wedge—!
The woman's mouth suddenly opened wide, Maki felt a feeling of tightness and could not breathe the air around her. Plus the smell of the candle was increasingly washing the mind of this woman.
Maki bowed, she slumped back on the bed.
"Se.. sak!"
Tight chest. Like someone's strangling the woman's neck, even if it's not there. Maki's misty gaze was replaced by something that could be said to be a little HORRIFYING.
The deg!
"ARGHYO!!"
Old memories are rapidly flowing in.
Maki screamed out loud, voicing the whole fear.
He remembered. This woman remembers. All in a short time.
William—lelaki that's the cause of all the misfortune that he got. Humiliation, trauma, then near death.
That man, not much different from that bastard named Yolan turned out.
"I gotta get out of here, I'm sick of it." Maki chuckled, after shouting so loudly it didn't take long he had already managed to adapt.
Taught him all the madness of fate he had.
Maki's eyes look like someone who is already completely desperate. He's sick of getting caught up with the men's game. That woman she wants to disappear.
What about Langa?
"I'll take him, get out of here..."
Maki is trying to move her body, she needs to find the child—take her away from here; get as far away from all this crazy play as possible.
What is this thing called karma?
I was just trying to survive.
"Is that wrong?"
A child who is always the months of his parents to experience persecution to the point of wanting to be sold to a striped man, then try to escape and survive out there by turning into a creature he hates so much; jala*ng because it reminds him of the figure of the mother and took goods from men who were tempted by the beauty of the woman.
All Maki has done is to survive.
"Is that wrong?" Again he asked.
Even his steps were too slow, moving towards the door that Maki had suspected of being the entrance and exit of the room. Although a little first by someone who suddenly just entered through the door there.
Krett—!
Maki looked up, even though the view he had was a little dim but he could still see clearly that the person who had just entered the room was Langa.
Thankfully~
He moved quickly and hugged the figure of the child who had now grown taller than the woman's memory.
"You miss you dear." whispered to Langa's surprise. The bright face of this child is gone, the boy stared fully investigated towards the mama.
Taking off a short hug, Maki then spoke.
"Let's get out of here Langa!"
With a flat face, his son answered.
"Mamah wants to leave Papah and Langa again?"
Maki shakes.
"No! Just your papah let's get out of here baby.. mamah is sick of.." she freaked Maki out. He made Maki regret. He makes Maki want to go all the way from there, disappearing from the man's eyes.
Maki is tired, she wants to live normally— is no longer a game.
The brownish woman expected a sweet answer to emerge from the child's mouth but that false hope was dashed when Langa called out her words.
"Does you hear that?" It was loud enough to make the man standing behind the outside of the bedroom door chuckle.
The deg!
"Yes boy..."
What the hell's going on?
Maki rounded her eyes in fear, moving away from Langa's figure while displaying an expression of disbelief.
Ini—it's planned.
Maki.
The phrase, the fruit fell not far from the tree turned out to be true.
Son and father, same thing.
Blam it!
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