Rain In The Winter's
2. Bianca

...You're like the snow that falls over the night....

...Win but seem dark....

...Hypnotizing to the point of arousing the sense I crave....

...I want to be redam, unfortunately it can never be extinguished....

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Rain sat on one of the chairs in the prison cafeteria, the place a little crowded because it was full of prisoners fighting for food, around him full of people with begis faces, he said, there is a large body with muscular muscles and creepy tattoos, but not infrequently also a small body but still has a threatening aura.

Most of them are social groups, they have their own groups to be able to survive there, only Rain who does not want to take part from anyone, but if he is disturbed, that person must have felt his revenge, therefore even though he did not have a group, he was one of the people respected by all the prison groups.

Maybe prison life is not what people think, they just languish in their cells without any outside activity, no, they have hours where they are free to play on the field and even forced out of their cells, they can exercise, socialize or do anything at their leisure, but actually free time is the most dangerous time of all, there are often fights, attacks, stabbings, even murder, both fellow inmates or prisoners against the warden, if not have the courage, he said, mentally strong, as well as alert, they could have stayed name in this prison and nobody cared about all that.

Rain looked at the plate of his food, the food that was not at all appetizing in the field, it tasteless even might look like leftovers that were not worth eating, but inevitably he had to eat it, he said, at least this is more humane than his prison time in the past.

Rain was silent among the boisterousness of the canteen, full of harsh words that could damage anyone mentally, even at the end of the canteen he could see someone curled up because it had begun to be exposed to the effects of illegal drugs which in fact are very freely traded in prison.

Rain's eyes rolled again, today he was somehow very attentive with the surroundings, his eyes were wary of seeing everything around him, until he saw something that made his eyes stop, he said, he looked at it very sharply.

He saw a prisoner pulling another prisoner's collar, the scene was common here, and Rain didn't usually care about it, but unfortunately, it was, he recalled the man who was being pulled in his collar, the old man who made his daughter cry a few weeks ago.

The old man looked frightened, his face seemed to want to smile but at the same time looked nervous and confused as to what, at first glance he was like an unsuitable old man inside this harsh prison, Rain averted his gaze, again not by his nature to interfere in the matters of others, and that was one of the reasons he was able to survive in this cruel prison.

Rain had just drank his drink one gulp when he heard the man who was bothering the old man, Rain certainly did not want to care, but somehow he felt he had to stop this, instead, the old man was like he was about to have a heart attack, his lips were already very pale.

Rain walked towards them, as the bully had already prepared his fist, Rain quickly overtook among the old man as well as his bully who was even much larger than Rain.

"Don't be a coward, if you want to play around, look for one that's the same age and size as you," Rain said in a cold voice that even made this big man instantly faintly, moreover, he already knew Rain's reputation both outside and inside the prison, the ruler of everything.

"Don't interfere in our business, you better just shut up and eat your food like you used to, Rain!" said the man was undaunted.

"I won't take care of anything that has nothing to do with me" Rain said as usual, as if this was just a casual conversation.

"You have a relationship with this cowardly old man" said the man with a bent face.

"You think?" said Rain.

"Tell him not to try to overtake the queue," said the dragon-tattooed burly man in his hand, and he took his friends away, Rain just silently watched them leave Rain and the old man.

"Thank you," said the old man trembling.

"You heard his words, then do," said Rain coldly, without waiting for anything he returned to his desk that no one would dare to sit on, not even, Rain refocused on eating that absolutely sickening cold.

Suddenly Rain saw that the old man was already in front of him, he quickly sat down in front of Rain, everyone in the cafeteria looked towards Rain, even the atmosphere was a little quiet, they knew Rain, ever since he came, he was a self-loving person, not even the slightest bit dared to touch him, other than his reputation on the outside, he was also a very martial arts expert, he was also very good at it, it may have been forged in the prison he was in before, which is said to be one of the strictest and creepiest prisons in the world.

Since then no one dared to approach Rain, even to rebuke him they did not dare, but today seeing the old man sitting in front of him, everyone was shocked, who he really was.

"Allow me to eat here" said the old man in a still trembling voice.

Rain stared at the already wrinkled face, while chewing on the overcooked broccoli, he just nodded slowly then looked back at his plate.

"Don't talk to me" said Rain, who, instead of maintaining his reputation, just doesn't like to talk, that's all.

"Well," said the old man smilingly, his smile was like a man that no one could even have expected him to enter into hell on this earth, stirring up a hint of Rain's curiosity.

The old man did not eat right away, he took out something from his pocket, a photo he had placed on an aluminum glass in front of him, Rain just observed his behavior right in front of his eyes, makes it impossible for him not to see this.

Rain glanced towards the photo, the photo of the girl looking at him, from the photo made him remember how he first saw the girl, the girl crying in the room of the refurbishment.

Rain glanced at the old man who looked so happy, as if the girl was in front of him, accompanying him to eat, Rain looked at the man's face, nothing like the woman in the photo.

Sure, this old man's face looks like a native of Asia, but the woman in the photo is different, he has a facial cut like a westerner, a sharp nose taper, pale skin, brown eyes, brown eyes, and her hair was straight light brown, she was probably still in her early 20s, and to be honest, she was beautiful.

"My granddaughter," the old man proudly told Rain that he caught looking at his grandson's face, "Bianca's name and means snow, she's so beautiful, her father is European, she's married to my daughter, she's married to me, he tortured my daughter and also separated Bianca from us, that night my daughter-in-law beat my daughter with a big urn and stomped on her, I flipped and shot him in the head 5 times with his gun and therefore I'm here" the old man told Rain, looking at him flatly, the old man looked at Rain's flat face, he finally came to his senses, instead Rain said don't talk to him.

"I'm sorry, I'll shut up" the man said again.

Rain finished his meal looking at this slightly disturbing old man's behavior, from earlier the man was like a madman talking to a picture of his grandson, Rain took his glass, once again glanced at the photo, Rain took a glance at the picture, the girl who would be able to attract anyone to see her over and over again, but was just an eye wash for Rain, because for her nothing will ever replace the smile of a woman whose present status is the wife of her own niece.

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Bianca.