LUNA (SUBSTITUTE WOMAN)
LUNA WEAKNESS

The sound of the phone ringing so loudly woke Luna from her sleep. He immediately got up from the bed slowly while rubbing his eyes, then grabbed the phone located on top of the wardrobe.

Zion's name was on the screen when Luna grabbed the phone. Luna is upset that Zion contacted her at the wrong time.

"Hello, why call at such a early time, Zi, I'm still so sleepy!" nagel Luna.

"Quick change your clothes before I decide what fate your dearest Zion deserves."

The voice from across the call really made Luna surprised. His two eyes that were still very sleepy suddenly opened wide. His chest was pounding incoherently until it felt like the organs inside were about to be released and thrown into the air.

Luna turned to the bed, making sure that the mother was still asleep before she started talking. "Miss," she says.

"Yes, it's me. I didn't expect that you two had been conspiring behind me all this time. You trash!" Miss's Voice. Rana from across the call sounded furious. He snapped and cursed at Luna with dirty words at the same time.

However, the meaning of Miss. Rana was not a worrying thing for Luna right now. He did not even feel afraid of the woman's anger, all that was in Luna's mind right now was Zion. What happened to that man after Miss. Rana caught? There is no way Zion is okay given Miss's nature. Such a cruel and inhuman manner.

"Where is Zion?" ask Luna.

"I won't say unless-"

"Well, Miss, whatever Miss asks of me will I do, but tell me where is Zion? I have to make sure she's okay." Luna urges. He knew what he said was crazy. What if Miss. Rana asks him to peddle himself. Will he agree too?

"Washing room. Zion's there now. I hope he hasn't drowned." Miss.Rana replied casually while laughing satisfiedly.

"Washing room! Drown down! What does ...." Luna did not continue her words. He immediately turned off his phone and ran down the basement hallway. Pushing a few drums rolling near the nearly collapsed wooden door, then immediately climbed up the steps two-two at a time.

Luna knows what Miss has. Rana did it to Zion. Once upon a time there was a guard who was caught stealing some of Miss's valuables. At that time Miss. Rana gave a very cruel and unreasonable punishment. Miss. Rana tied the guard's legs and hands and placed the body of the guard in a large, empty water reservoir in the laundry room, then fill the reservoir with water through the bottom of the tub. That, of course, made the guard finally died from drowning. Luna didn't want Zion to be the same fate as that guard.

Upon arriving at the top of the stairs, Luna paused for a moment. Her breathing panted and her eyes began to water, with great difficulty Luna tried not to cry. He often told himself that crying is only done by weak women. It is not weak, and it cannot cry!

However, the shadow of Zion's body drowning in a water reservoir really makes Luna unable to hold back her tears. Not only did he want to cry, he also wanted to scream and ask for help from everyone who was there. However, he knew that it would be completely free.

"The laundry room is still far away. I have to hurry. Wait for me, Zi, I will definitely save you." Luna muttered, trying to strengthen herself, because indeed the room she was referring to was still quite far away.

The Red House is the name for the building that is now Luna and Zion. The building was huge with dozens of rooms and other rooms inside. There are dozens of hallways and dozens of stairs so that Luna can reach the laundry room on the fifth floor. There is no elevator that can take it to get to the top quickly, because the elevator can only be passed by VVIP guests who get a special access card from Miss.

Luna continued her steps running down the alcohol-smelling hallways. Occasionally he met with guards staggering in the hallway, perhaps under the influence of liquor or perhaps the influence of drugs.

"Hi, bitch, sit on me for a second. I'll pay!" shouted one of the guards who lightly squeezed Luna's buttocks as Luna passed by.

Luna kicked the insensitive part of the brash guard, then continued running.

Luna ignored the screams of the guard man. He continued to run until he finally arrived at the fifth floor which was the top floor of the Red House. Nimbly Luna ran to the laundry room, checking one by one the water reservoir that was there while shouting to call out Zion's name, perhaps Zion could hear her coming.

"Zio! The zi! Where are you?" Luna screamed repeatedly until she reached the last tub, and it was there that she found Zion almost drowned. His hands and feet were tied, and his mouth was gagged with cloth.

Luna immediately entered the water reservoir and pulled Zion's body so that the man's face did not sink. Zion coughed when Luna managed to get it out of the water and immediately untied the hands, feet, and also a lump in her mouth.

"Trims," Zion said, with a gasping breath.

Luna hugged Zion's body and started crying. "Sorry, I'm late."

"No. If you're late, I'm dead."

"Yes, you almost died because of me."

Zion laughs. "really. I almost died because of you."

"How did you get caught?" Luna asked, but Zion did not have time to answer, Miss arrived in the laundry room accompanied by several large guards on her right and left.

"Fortunately you are not dead, Zi," commented Miss. Rana, as soon as he arrived before Zion and Luna.

Zion was silent, even though Luna saw the anger in the man's face clearly.

"Well, like the promise you made to me earlier, Lun. I want you to see Mr. Bimo today."

Deg.

" Mister Bimo?" Isn't he the one who wants me-"

"really so. Serve him as best you can. I don't want to hear complaints from her lips" Miss said. Rana while waving a dress that was so open in cheap young color was in front of Luna.

"If I don't want to?" ask Luna.

Miss. Rana laughs. "Please refuse if you want to hear about Zion's death or maybe your mother's death."

Luna clenched her hands. He was angry about being treated unfairly. Miss. Rana has always used her mother's presence and now Zion to control her.

"Go quickly and go to room 122, he's there."

Seriate.