The 3rd Generation
Chapters. 4

Zion and Norah were standing in a building looking at the darkness of the night. The sky looked cloudy as if it was saddened by the loss of Daisy. The older brother fell silent while thinking about their younger brother's current negatives. All their lives, tonight was the saddest night they've ever had. Whatever had happened in that room, they wished their sister was still alive.

Daisy is a smart woman. However, he was not as tough as Norah and Zion. He only knows when he is sick. Easy crying. Very spoiled and definitely a gentle girl. Let alone hurt him, said rudely in front of him Zion and Norah could not afford. Even though Daisy's the one who's causing trouble first. The two of them always give up when they come into contact with Daisy. I don't know what Daisy is feeling. They already knew, surely their little sister was crying and very scared.

"This is the blood I took from the bathroom. There's a pool of blood there. Let's hope this blood doesn't belong to Daisy" Zion said, giving Norah a blood sample.

Norah looked at the small bottle before taking it. "I'll ask Brother Livy to check it out."

"Don't!" reject Zion. "I don't want this problem to get to Livy's ears. Mommy and Daddy. It'll be both of us' secrets. We should be able to get Daisy home."

"But the time is soon" Norah protested. Soon Leona and Jordan will be having their wedding anniversary party. Everyone is invited and their children must attend. Norah is afraid that Jordan and Leona will ask for Daisy's whereabouts.

"We still have time" Zion said, trying to remain calm.

"Mommy and Daddy can help us find Daisy!" Norah still clean hard told this matter to Leona and Jordan. Their biological parents. It feels whatever the problem is, whether it is heavy or a trivial problem. Norah won't be able to calm down before her parents find out.

"No, Norah! Daddy will be disappointed in me! I failed to look after my sister!" zion protests.

The man clenched his hand tightly. I don't know what kind of guilt he's feeling now. He seemed to want to shout as hard as he could to vent that annoyance. "I'm a useless brother! My sister is missing in front of my eyes!"

Zion approached the wall and thoughtlessly smacked her clenched hand with all her might. Repeatedly! To the point that the skin of his hand broke and spat out blood. The wall was red as fresh blood flowed through Zion's fingers.

Norah could not hold back her tears. As strong as he is! She's just a woman. Have a heart and a sense of not being. The woman runs to prevent Zion from hurting herself again.

"Sister, it's Brother! Already!" Norah pulled Zion's body so as not to continuously hit the concrete wall. Unfortunately Zion is like a man of infidelity. The man continues to hurt himself to vent his guilt against Daisy.

"SISTER!" shouted Norah. The woman stood in front of Zion. Zion held back her punch when she saw Norah's face filled with puddles of tears. "Don't be like this. We must unite brother. Daddy won't be mad at you. Trust me."

"I'm not gonna take you on a Daisy search mission and you dare to tell me all this, Mommy and Daddy!" threaten Zion's. "I'll find Daisy with the help of Gold Dragon!"

Norah gave up this time. "Alright, but, if on the wedding anniversary mommy and Daddy later Daisy has not been found. I'll tell you about this with Mommy and Daddy. No matter what you agree or not!"

Zion raised her hand and wiped away the tears left on Norah's cheek. "Don't cry. If you shed a tear like this, I'll be even more guilty of not being able to look after my sister well."

Norah nodded. Zion's words made her want to cry even more. The woman hugged Zion and cried. "We're definitely gonna find Daisy. Daisy must be okay."

Zion closed her eyes. "We can definitely find Daisy!"

The police conducted an inspection in Daisy's room. All the students in the hallway were moved to another building. The location was cleared to facilitate the inspection.

Mrs Gulnora still could not calm down. Beside him was a lecturer who was now helping to calm Mrs Gulnora down.

"Calm, Mistress. Everything's gonna be okay."

"What about the blood in this room? This chaos! What should I say to Daisy's parents if they ask about their daughter?"

The female lecturer frowned. "You know Daisy's parents? Where're they? Why were they never involved? Do they live in this town?"

Mrs Gulnora was silent. He's been flabbergasted. The secret about Daisy can't be many who know. The more one knows, the more people are interested in finding out.

"I mean .. the person who enrolled Daisy into this University. They'd be worried about Daisy if they knew it was like this."

"My advice doesn't need to be told. Later, we wait for the police decision first how the result. If indeed Daisy has been found and declared lifeless, then we tell the closest person to Daisy. Yes, I know Daisy is an accomplished and proud student. But, he had always been Lyn's rival. You must know, how important the Lyn family is to the progress of our university."

Mrs Gulnora shook her head to hear the words of the female lecturer. "You really don't have a heart! You are a woman! A mother! Is this your response when you find out your daughter is in danger?" mrs Gulnora said with stifled emotions.

"The situation will be different. Because in this world the most important person who has the right to be prioritized. You also do not forget Mrs Gulnora! You're on a paycheck from the money that came from the Lyn family donation!"

The woman's lecturer left immediately when Mrs Gulnora could no longer be cooperated. When Mrs Gulnora wanted to curse the lecturer, suddenly a policeman was already standing beside Mrs Gulnora.

"I found a lot of blood around the room. But there was no trace of anything from the window or the door. If the student had been tortured in this room, he should have remained in the room. Because the tracks are completely untraceable," the police said as is.

"Sir, please help me find my student. She means a lot to me" asked Mrs Gulnora with a pleading face.

"We will continue to conduct the search until the victim is found. Take it easy, Madam!"

Somehow Mrs Gulnora felt there was something strange about the attitude of the police in front of her. The police are not serious about this case. It was as if he had come to the CTF not out of concern, but out of mere formality.

"For the next few days, no one is allowed to enter this room. We'll excuse you, miss," said the policeman again before leaving with another colleague.

After the policeman slightly moved away, Mrs Gulnora shouted again.

"Sir police, if I may know. Who has contacted you?"