Tarnished Before Accident
Chapter 38. Blurred

His eyes are looking at me sharply. I tried to reverse the pace.

What does that guy want?

"Who are you really?"

I shook my head, my mouth still smothered by it.

"You're Mbok Narti's employer's son, aren't you?" He seemed to be interrogating me, not letting me off in the slightest. "You must know Diana, the photo of the woman who was there. Say it! Where is he now?"

I shake again. I don't know shit. Who exactly is this Raka sir? Why is he so scary.

"Not many reasons! You city people always make trouble."

A slap landed on my cheek. It feels very hot, radiating to the surface of the face. I rubbed it, relieving pain and numbness in the cheeks.

"Mbok Narti has served you all his life, but you threw him away after he was old. Every day he cries because in his old age no one wants to take care of him. The woman in the picture she already thought of as her own child, but what have you done to her! What's?"

I can't answer all of Raka's questions. This is all out of my control. Indeed, the Hinata family was guilty of sending Mbok Narti home when the old woman was old, but it was not on my hands either.

My eyes were rounded as the man took out something that looked sharply glistening from behind his clothes.

Knives. What did he want to do with the knife?

"I intended to edit Diana at the time, but when Mbok Narti returned home, he said Diana disappeared. Mbok Narti promised to look for him by returning to work in the city. But, until her age was old, Diana wasn't found either."

The man approached towards me, grasping the sharp-looking blade tightly.

"If you can ruin Diana's life. I can ruin your life too."

At that moment, the knife swung at me. However, I tried to dodge by crawling to the side. My body trembled to see the man who last night looked good, but now it was more like a muster.

He came back to attack me, but I was still able to hold on. I pushed the wooden chair beside me, as a barrier between me and him. He turned around, I was the same to avoid him.

The hand tried to hurt me by swinging the knife at me again. Almost my head became a victim, if I was not agile to move places. I wanted to scream, but this afternoon the village environment was so quiet that there was no other way but to face it alone.

I threw things around me, including the mat I used to sleep on last night. However, what I did was not much of an impact. I was confused looking for other stuff.

Immediately I went from there, opening the hinge of the door located above while on my tiptoes. The sweat drenched the forehead along with the feet trembling in a fit of panic, afraid that Mr. Raka would suddenly come after me. After much effort, the door finally opened with me immediately exiting the house.

I ran with all my might by occasionally looking back, afraid that the man who turned out to have a psychopathic soul was chasing me.

Really, I didn't expect that there were so many bad people everywhere. In fact, even people who look good have bad intentions towards me.

I kept running, walking down a path that still looked like a bush. Looking back or forward, hoping someone would give me a ride. I don't feel strong running like this, let alone my content is still very vulnerable.

Thankfully, my efforts were not in vain because there were only a few steps left for the highway to wait. At least there's public transport I can get on.

Until the moment my feet were on the side of the road, my stomach felt so painful. I rubbed it gently, afraid that something might happen to my fetus.

The highway was very quiet, there were only a few vehicles passing by. I can't stand it anymore. It hurts so much. My hands were waving, hoping that a vehicle would help me get to the hospital because there was no public transport going by.

My eyes began to twitch when a car suddenly stopped right in front of me. I collapsed, unable to hold my weight and ended up unconscious.

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My forehead frowned as I felt dizzy in my head. My eyes blinked for a moment, when I felt the luminescence hurt the cornea of the eye.

The hospital smell.

I felt the smell of carbolic acid mixed with disinfectant piercing my olfactory cavity. After the consciousness penetrated into me, with eyes starting to open, I was immediately faced with the figure of a middle-aged woman whom I knew very well.

The graceful lady with a shady face looked anxiously at me. Beside her had stood firmly the figure of the man who was her husband.

"Aunt Salwa." I said softly, I did not expect if I could meet with Sister Rey's mother in this condition. Didn't they go to Ausie before?

"Alea, what's going on?" ask Aunt Salwa.

I haven't had time to think and answer her question, but the husband of Aunt Salwa suddenly chimed in. "You're not married, then who's got you pregnant?"

At that time I also had trouble swallowing. How do they know I'm pregnant? Did the doctor who treated me tell my condition to Rey's parents?