Something Wrong With's...
# Bad Memories
The earthy sound of birds chirping, the rustling of leaves that were touched and passed by a faint wind faintly teased Viesha's ears. Slowly he got up, and his eyes looked for a wall clock in that place. His hand was still holding the side of his head.
" What time is it.." - his grunts while occasionally clucking annoyed at the feeling of his feet still hurting.
Finally he found it and saw the clock was showing at 7 o'clock in 20 minutes.
" Huufffhh..How long did I pass out..? The feeling yesterday afternoon I was still chased after that person.hmm.." grimaced grimacing.
Slowly he lowered his feet to the edge of the bed, looking for something he could incandescent to make footwear.
" Wear it.." Sebastian arrived, walked up to him and crouched down in front of him, trying to put on plain velvet pink casual footwear that looked soft and comfortable.
" I'm sorry.., excuse me, lady.., let me help you.."
" I'm sorry I didn't let you in this room. I guess you were still unconscious." his left hand held Vieesha's ankle gently and put the footwear on slowly and with a heart.
" Ah.no, let me wear it myself.pak.eh.mas.." Vieesha spoke as she scratched her head that was not itchy from puffiness.
" Sebastian.., just call me by name." smilingly looked at Vieesha. He stood up and sat down across from Vieesha. His eyes stared with heart.
" Oh sorry.umm..Seb.bas.tian.."
Sebastian heard Vieesha's words. I don't know why his heart felt funny and touched when he heard it.
" Don't spell it.., just call all you want, just don't call Seb..hhaahhaaa.." still laughing while looking at Vieesha, trying to neutralize the atmosphere.
Vieesha only grimaced with embarrassment. A red tinge appeared on both of his cheeks which instantly stole Sebastian's attention.
" hmmm.beautiful.." a subtle sigh felt inside her chest.
" If you've had a good time, you can take a shower, let it be fresher.. After that downstairs yeah.., I wait at the dinner table.." patiently and keep smiling Sebastian spoke.
" Yes mas.eh..Sebastian.., thank you. I try to get downstairs quickly.. Sorry to bother you.." bowed Vieesha replied. He was really embarrassed and did not understand his current situation.
" okay.sama.. "
" Oh yes, toiletries and towels are ready in the bathroom.. For clothes and other supplies about femininity.several again bi Irah come.she who will help you later.."
Vieesha could only nod with a grateful smile. Sebastian then left the room.
Vieesha immediately walked to the bathroom that was in her room. His eyes were astonished to see the one plastered in front of him. A luxurious bathroom, white bath up, complete with rose petals that have been sown on the water, create a fragrant and fresh aroma. Restricted with walls and glass doors with beautiful ornaments patterned bamboo.
On the outside there is a sink table with a fairly wide mirror. Room fragrances next to the bathroom knickknacks are neatly placed on the left side. Tissu's place is on the right.
Vieesha clucked in admiration. For a moment he forgot his purpose in the room. He immediately looked for toiletries that turned out to have been prepared neatly in a nightstand lined with bathrobe* cabinets*.
" What place is this really.., obviously if this is not an ordinary house.., surely people are really rich.."
Vieesha immediately performed her bathing ritual. Thirty minutes later he finished, took his bathrobe and immediately came out of the bathroom.
GECK..GECK..TOK.., there was a knock on the door of his room.
" Excuse me Miss.., I'm bi Irah..," a voice from outside the room.
" Yes bi.please.bibi enter only.." Vieesha who was wearing a bit of makeup turned her head briefly towards the door.
Bi Irah also entered by carrying several pieces of clothes and 2 plastic packages containing a medium-sized box of bright color that attracted little attention Vieesha.
" Aunty bring clothes and clothes daleman non.., easy to not like.., and the size is enough.." bi Irah put everything politely on the bed.
The motherly and patient-looking middle-aged woman looked at Vieesha with a smile. Stand politely by the door waiting for Vieesha to need her help.
" Thank you bi.." Vieesha returned a smile and slightly nodded politely to bi Irah.
Kontan only bi Irah who has never been treated like that was careless and embarrassed. A little pleased because he could at least understand from his attitude that Vieesha was a good person and respectful to the old man.
" No don't do that ah. No need to be too polite like me.."
" Oh yes, can I help non..? Or maybe you don't need something..? Let me prepare.." continued bi Irah.
Bi Irah looked doubtfully at the sight of the wound on Vieesha's leg.
" Non sure you don't need help..? " a little worried she asked.
" Not just be calm.. I'm used to this wound." replied Vieesha as if understanding what Irah was thinking.
" Yes if it is non.., I'm sorry to continue the task first.. If necessary what do not hesitate to call me yes non.." bi Irah slightly bent her body before saying goodbye.
" Yes bi.thank you, yes." with a smile Vieesha looked at the departure of bi Irah.
*****
" I was in the room for too long" Vieesha said as she reached the dinner table.
Sebastian who was sitting on the seat at the end of the dining table was busy with his cellphone was a little surprised because Vieesha who arrived was just beside him.
" Umm.iya.ndak what is it.., let's.please sit Miss Vieesha.., we have breakfast the same.." rather nervously Sebastian invites Vieesha.
Wearing a black dress with simple makeup, Vieesha looks beautiful natural. It was very different from when Sebastian helped him. Smooth dabble felt on his chest. His heart is beating fast. His eyes did not blink looking at the face of Vieesha who was sitting at the end of the dining table on his right. Jakunnya go down and swallow the liquid that had wanted to come out of the corner of his lips.
" Who are you really..? It's like I've known you a long time..."
" Bastian.., sorry..can I ask..? Where are we now..?" while looking around Vieesha asked.
" This is my house. For a while you're safe here.. Relax, consider it at home.. If you need anything, you just tell bi Irah and there is also Arjun who might be able to help you..." Sebastian explained briefly. Deep in the corner of his heart were many questions he wanted to convey to Vieesha. But because Vieesha's condition was still weak, he undoes his intentions.
*****
" TIDDAAAAKKKK.., NO..!!! "
" Please my father sir.., huuhuuuhiks.., don't do that.., don't mister..."
Vieesha cried out loudly and cried, a sweaty whirlpool as big as a corn seed sprinkled on her forehead. His neck and chest were wet.
His hands clenched tightly, swinging down violently hitting the bed beneath his body. His teeth fused together, his mouth widened and let out a loud hiss. Occasionally his hand moved to smash his hair and squeeze firmly. His blanket fell down with an irregular kick.
" Jahaaaatttt.., you ruthless sir.., wait for my vengeance...Aaaaaaaakkkkhhhh...!!!"
His voice was getting louder, his body twitched, his face reddened and his eyes suddenly opened staring up, his mouth still hissing.
While downstairs Sebastian who happened to be going up to his room heard a sound from Vieesha's room. Hurry up he ran over.
" Yesha.., Viee...!! you why..? Please open the door.." cried sebastian in panic. He tried to open and push the door of the room but failed repeatedly.
A few steps he retreated backwards, taking a shift, preparing to break down the door of the room.
BRRUUUUAAKKK...!! Finally the door to the room opened.
" Biiiikkk.bik iraaaaaahhhh.." cried Sebastian calling.
Bi Irah was caught goopoh entered quickly with a sturdy man behind him.
" What's the matter sir.., non Vieesha why..?" bi Irah rushed over to Vieesha's body who was silent limp.
" Jun.., it's a good thing you came. Quickly call the doctor..., quick...!"
" Good sir.." Arjun, his loyal bodyguard is immediately out to execute the order.
"TIIIIDDDAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKK....., A...!!! ..!!!! "
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** Bathrope \= kimono towel.
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