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#171 - Inner Bonds

...Time Now...

"Sheila!" cry Nathan and wake up from his sleep. He caught his breath. Cold sweat soaked his temples.

Lian immediately came to her youngest son's room when she heard Nathan's screams. Lian sat on the edge of the bed with a swipe on Nathan's back.

"Darling, what's up, son? Why are you yelling?" ask Lian grudgingly.

Boy and Roy soon enter Nathan's room.

"Ma..." Nathan looked at Lian with tears in his eyes.

"Are you having nightmares?" lian asked summarizing her son's face.

"Sheila, Mom. Sheila!" nathan said with a trembling voice.

Lian looked at Roy and Boy. "Darling, I know it's hard for you. But..."

"Sheila's alive, Ma! Sheila's alive!" exclaim Nathan.

"Son, don't be like this. You have to take your wife. Didn't you just yesterday..."

"No! That's not Sheila. I'm sure Sheila's alive. She ... called my name, Ma. He's still alive. I clasped his hand. I'm sure it's him, Ma!" nathan's rag is out of control.

"Darling, you're just dreaming. Be calm! Boy, please do something!" Lian couldn't hold back her crying anymore. His heart was so heartbroken to see his beloved son had to experience something heavy like this. Losing someone he loved so much when happiness was approaching them. It wasn't easy for Nathan.

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Boy discussed with Roy what to do with Nathan. It's been a week that Nathan keeps raving if Sheila's alive.

"What do we do, Pa?" ask Boy.

"We asked Liam to come here. He has to check on Nathan's condition" Roy breaks up.

"Good, Pah."

Boy contacted Liam and asked the young doctor to come. Liam, who was Nathan's best friend at school, certainly didn't mind helping the man. Nathan has been his patient.

Liam asks for time to check on Nathan. Liam saw that nothing unusual happened to Nathan. Condition's good. Even very well.

Liam himself wondered why even his family thought that Nathan was not in a state of good.

"You sure Nathan's okay?" roy tried to convince himself.

"Yes, Uncle. Nathan's condition is very good. And the dream .. It seems like it's not just a dream. It could be a message."

Boy and Roy looked at each other. "Message? What message do you mean?"

"Two people who love each other have a strong bond. It may sound absurd to some. But for me, it could have happened" Liam explained.

"So, you mean ... Could Sheila really be alive?" ask Boy.

Liam nodded.

"But that's impossible. I checked and confirmed it myself. His pulse and heart were gone. And we buried his body a week ago" Boy said.

"This is just my theory. Whether you want to believe it or not. I'm not talking like this because I'm Nathan's best friend. But I speak on the basis of facts. Nathan's condition is very good. And that dream .. could have been telepathy done by two people who were far apart. Then excuse me. I'm saying goodbye, Uncle." Liam bowed politely and then passed.

Boy was silent in his mind. His brain intelligence was trying to digest what Liam had just said. Boy clenched his hands. Boy immediately ran after Liam.

"Wait, Liam!" call Boy.

Liam who was about to get into his car immediately turned around and looked at Boy.

"What's up, brother?" ask Liam.

Liam smiled.

"Tell me what I have to do to help Nathan" Boy continued.

"Investigate all this secretly. First we dismantle Sheila's tomb. We need to see if Sheila's really buried there."

"Well?!" Boy did not understand Liam's thoughts. But this is the only way to know if Sheila is dead or not.

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The next day, Nathan and Boy visit Sheila's grave. Nathan also brought some men to dig Sheila's grave.

Nathan was anxiously looking forward to what would happen with the excavation of this tomb. Boy with all his power requested that this news should not be sniffed by the media or the general public. Boy should check everything carefully.

"Wait!" nathan exclaimed when the tomb had been successfully excavated. The coffin containing Sheila's body was ready to be opened.

"What's up, Nate?" ask Boy.

"Sister, I'm afraid that..." Nathan begins to doubt his instincts. Even though yesterday he was very sure if what he experienced was not just a dream.

"You doubt Sheila's body is still here and not breathing?" ask Boy.

Nathan massaged his temple. He thought for a moment about making the next move.

"All right! Quickly open the coffin!" nathan's Word.

Some workers opened crates that had been buried for nearly two weeks. If Sheila was still alive and in the crate then .. of course it would surprise them right?

All the eyes of the people who were there were fiddling. They were looking at an unusual sight.

It's blank!

The coffin was empty and no body was buried there.

"W-how can it be?" Boy shut his mouth in disbelief. He himself was very sure if he saw Sheila's body inserted into it.

While Nathan? His body looked at his wife's empty coffin. There were so many questions now running through his heart.

"Nate! You okay?" asked Boy who saw Nathan staring flat expressionlessly.

Nathan swallowed his saliva roughly. It felt like his throat was stuck and he needed a drink to wash it.

"Sister..." Nathan looked at Boy. "Where's Sheila? Where is he, brother?" nathan asked in a trembling voice.

"Pacify yourself, Nate!" Boy held Nathan's shoulders.

"Who did this to me, brother? WHO?!" shouted Nathan.

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In a house far from the city. It cannot be called a house because it looks more like a villa. Being on the beach makes the atmosphere of the villa sound syahdu with the sound of waves that chase each other.

One room facing the beach with open windows, filled only by a body lying unconscious. For almost three weeks the body had been bedridden without any reaction.

One infusion hose was attached to his right hand. The body wrapped in a white dress still felt stiff and cold. The color of his skin was pale and more similar to a corpse that was lifeless. But the difference is, the body is still breathing. His breathing was regular and up and down.

The sound of the door creaking was heard along with the footsteps entering the room. His footsteps stopped when his body was sitting on the edge of the bed while looking at the pale face.

"How are you, my dear? I've been waiting for three years to look forward to this day. Wait a minute and you'll open your eyes again, Sheila..."