Serving a Paralyzed Wife
63. Hairpin

News of Glacia's disappearance has spread to the media. Several television channels reported the same thing, namely the kidnapping of Glacia Martadinata which until this morning has not been found.

The police deployed a number of its members. Some are on duty on the road, checking all passing vehicles to cause a little congestion.

John Martadinata desperately held back his tears in front of the reporters. He looked down, and his shoulders were reluctant to look at the camera. John had just come to the police station with Fin, his assistant, and some loyal bodyguards following and protecting him from the attacks of questions posed by news seekers.

The man had just arrived from out of town. Had contacted Narendra but the son-in-law still did not give news until now. Whether Narendra goes where, Julian says they split because Narendra ran away from the team during the search.

The atmosphere was noisy and agitated, even the mansion was still filled with tension after the incident last night. Some of the guards could be saved, the rest were killed, and John was taking care of all the insurance and other things that were written in the contract when they died in the service.

Either Glacia is where. John was very worried about his daughter's condition. He could only stare at the wheelchair left by the kidnapper, completely heartless. How can Glacia walk without it? He could not escape or escape.

"My poor daughter," muttered John, taking a deep breath. His eyes looked out the window. John really could not sleep from out of town to Jakarta.

Fin got worried and looked at his master several times.

"Sir, you want breakfast first? Your face is pale" he pulled from the front passenger seat. The driver next to him also glanced at John from the rearview mirror.

But John refused the offer because he had no appetite. "How can I have breakfast while my daughter has not been found. It's been ten hours. I don't know where he is, whether he's eaten or not" he said. "He's sick, Fin. What if something happens, or her health deteriorates?"

Fin glanced at John concernedly. John was a firm and authoritative man. But as hard as a person is, they are also weak to something dear. Glacia was the only daughter, obviously the woman was John's greatest weakness.

"Miss will soon be found, sir," he said, trying to cheer.

John just muttered as he looked back at the street beside him. He did not know, because all forms of consolation were no longer able to calm him down.

***

Elsewhere, Glacia stared blankly at the pile of cardboard around her. His body swayed slowly every time the car suffered a shock. I don't know when he'll be in this car. His body was completely limp with no energy.

Glacia's throat was dry, and her stomach was rumbling with hunger. The kidnappers were not at all kind enough to feed him or drink. Glacia had asked for it several times, but was instead ignored and laughed at.

Glacia wants to cry. He often sniffled because he was scared and tired. His clothes and hands are dirty used to wipe the blood during several nosebleeds. Glacia really felt like she was about to die.

God, why must death be in such a miserable way? He thought dying from illness sounded better than dying in a kidnapping.

Glacia didn't know what they were going to do. Usually thrown away or burned. Or even the most sadistic of all his body is separated into several parts.

Ever since the old man received the report from his men last night, they had instantly taken Glacia away from nowhere. Both use box cars that make stuffy Glacia difficult to breathe.

"Narendra told me to take you away. He wants you dead soon, Glacia. Because it will make him master all the treasures of your father. Haha ... And I think he's going back to his ex-girlfriend. Actually I feel sorry for saying this, but he only thinks of you as a stepping stone so that he can become rich and meet the criteria of a daughter-in-law that the Pataya family wants. Hahaha ..."

Glacia took a deep breath. Whether his heart believes it or not, but now his chest feels so tight that it feels like he wants to meet God. Glacia really needed oxygen, her breathing was heavy with consciousness beginning to weaken.

At a time like this Glacia also imagined all his sins. He often belittles others, is self-centered, selfish, no matter how many people Glacia has hurt.

Unknowingly Glacia was crying. He leaned resignedly among the pile of cardboard that hid him in a big car box. He could not even say a word, let alone call people in his murmur though.

Glacia didn't know where those people were going to take her. He just wants to sleep. If only God would let him sleep forever. Glacia was tired of everything that happened, with all the conditions of the body that made Glacia want to die.

Narendra, even though I like and hate you, somehow that often crosses my mind just your face. If God still allows it, the one I want to see last time is you and papa. At least I want to see the truth of your true feelings, because I really wonder if you really want me dead?

You've always been angry when I talked about death. I don't know if you'd be more upset if I disappeared.

I also want to apologize, because as a wife I have never once respected you as a husband. I always thought of myself as being taller than everyone else. It's funny, now everybody hates me so much that it's only natural that no one's looking for me.

Glacia smiled softly with a blank look. He can only be silent when suddenly the car stops suddenly to cause rough shocks.

The voices of people from outside sounded faint. Glacia listened, and her body had vertical reflexes when it knew among them were the police.

"Sorry, by order of the capital, we have to check all the vehicles that pass by here."

Glacia crept in the box of the car. That's right the cops. So John started looking for him?

There is a certain amount of joy and hope in knowing this. Therefore, Glacia was ready to shout when slowly the double door of the big box began to open.

Krieett ...

However,

"To— Emp!" Glacia tries to rebel as someone embraces and smothers her from behind.

Glacia. He forgot in this box not only himself, but there was another young man who was a plot of the kidnapper who was assigned to guard Glacia here.

Glacia shook her head, trying to rebel with all her might, but apparently all was not enough for Glacia to fight back because her body was completely suffocated. He did not eat or drink for hours.

Glacia's heart screamed hysterically, trying to tell whoever opened the box to notice her whereabouts and to check deeper. But he had to return resigned when the door was closed again from the outside.

"I told you, these are just factory goods that I want to send to the port" Krisna told police outside.

After that there was no more conversation, and Glacia felt the car moved back to continue the journey.

It seemed, Glacia was indeed already destined to lose on this run.

***

Narendra arrives at a weathered warehouse in the middle of an unkempt field. The grass was so tall that it rivaled the height of a human, and it almost covered the only building left there.

Narendra walked through the tall grass until he reached the warehouse. Sepi, is he late again?

Narendra also saw no sign of anyone there. If you trace from the explanation of witnesses and CCTV in the mansion, the kidnappers should number in the tens.

His feet are going deeper. His delicate clattering voice even frowned in his silence. Narendra continued to explore the building until he arrived at a room that he guessed was once a storage area.

But there really isn't anyone. Just as he was about to turn around, his eyes suddenly fell on a shiny object not far from where he was standing.

Narendra approached, his body immediately pegged to find one of Glacia's hairpin that Narendra had given as a gift. And it is undeniable that Narendra came here because of the signal he got from the flops.

True, unbeknownst to Glacia, Narendra had deliberately pinned a tracking device inside the object. But now again Narendra must be disappointed, because this trail of flops only stops here.

He looked back when he heard another step approaching.

"They're gone" Naren muttered to the man. "Harley, can you find out what this trail is next? I'm sure Glacia's wearing a pair of flops, 'cause I don't detect one more signal at home."

Harley, the man stared flat at the hairpin that Narendra had stretched out, before then taking it as a sign he was willing to.

"I'll try," he muttered flatly. "Quickly."