The Destiny of the Disconnected
Chapter 13 nightmare

Rumi turned around and sighed. He also does not fully care about Elina's condition, no matter what happens with Elina, and does not want to be involved in the problem anymore. He just wanted to live quietly from now on. So he'll stop meddling in other people's affairs.

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𝘈𝘬𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘶𝘬𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘢, 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘶 𝘳𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘬𝘶. 𝘛𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘰𝘬 𝘱𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘩 𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘶𝘴 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘣, 𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘫𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘵 𝘫𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘩 𝘥𝘪 𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘱, 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘺𝘶 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘩𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘩 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢-𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢. 𝘒𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘬 𝘬𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘭 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘵𝘶𝘫𝘶𝘩 𝘵𝘢𝘩𝘶𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘪𝘬𝘴𝘢 𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘩 𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘬-𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘬 𝘵𝘶𝘢.

𝘌𝘬𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘪 𝘬𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘶𝘢𝘬 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘢𝘬-𝘮𝘶𝘢𝘬𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘬𝘢 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘩𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘬 𝘬𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘭 𝘪𝘵𝘶 𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘢𝘬𝘶. 𝘕𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘬 𝘪𝘵𝘶 𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘬 𝘬𝘶. 𝘐𝘯𝘪 𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘶𝘬 𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘬𝘢 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘩 𝘬𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘭. 𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘰𝘭*𝘭 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘢𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘬𝘶 𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘪.

"Basic vile criminals!. Because of your selfishness, my son Evan died. Why don't you just die. WHY!"

𝘚𝘢𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘩𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘶 𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘴 𝘬𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘩. 𝘈𝘬𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘩𝘶, 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘦𝘣𝘢𝘣 𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘭𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘩.

𝘈𝘬𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘩 𝘫𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘵, 𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘬 𝘵𝘶𝘢 𝘪𝘵𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘬𝘪𝘬, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘳, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘶. 𝘈𝘬𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘯-𝘮𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘬-𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘶𝘬𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘺𝘢. 𝘛𝘢𝘱𝘪 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘶𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘩 𝘪𝘵𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘶𝘯𝘶𝘩𝘬𝘶 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘶. 𝘏𝘢𝘩𝘢, 𝘴𝘢𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘶 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘦𝘴𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘯-𝘮𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘱 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘶.

𝘚𝘢𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘶, 𝘴𝘦𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘨𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪 𝘬𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 '𝘪𝘵𝘶' 𝘴𝘢𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘩 𝘚𝘔𝘗.

𝘙𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘢𝘬 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘶 𝘭𝘶𝘱𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘶𝘱 𝘬𝘶.

"Why are you so selfish. Are you going to abandon me now and renege on our promise Rumi?".

"Rumi, I'm sorry to know you. You're a selfish human being who never thinks of anyone else".

𝘐𝘵𝘶 𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘬𝘩𝘪𝘳 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘪 𝘬𝘶 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘺𝘢. 𝘚𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘱 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘵 𝘶𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘯𝘺𝘢, 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘵.

𝘏𝘢𝘩 𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘭. 𝘔𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘥𝘶𝘢 𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘶 𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘶𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘪𝘩. 𝘔𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘶𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘶 𝘫𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘢𝘫𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘴*𝘬.

𝘈𝘬𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘩𝘶 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘦𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘴. 𝘈𝘬𝘶 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘶𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘪 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘥𝘪𝘳, 𝘴𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘬 𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘬𝘶 𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘱 𝘱𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘬 𝘬𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘸𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘭*𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪 𝘬𝘶. 𝘔𝘢𝘢𝘧 𝘫𝘪𝘬𝘢 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘦𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘴, 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘢𝘧. 𝘔𝘢𝘢𝘧, 𝘮𝘢𝘢𝘧, 𝘮𝘢𝘢𝘧. 𝘔𝘢𝘢𝘧 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘦𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘴. 𝘔𝘢𝘢𝘧..

Rumi faintly heard the voice of someone calling out her name, her eyes opened slowly confirming whose voice was messing with her dream. He also felt that his forehead was covered with warm water.

"Rumi, is it still sick?".

He looked at Elina with a panicked expression filling his face. This time her hair was in the braid, not the braid. He was holding a small pan filled with warm water beside his bed. It turned out that the water that was soaking his forehead came from a wet white washcloth that was hanging out in his eel.

He woke up, glanced at his pillow which was quite wet because of the water. He then slowly sat on the edge of the bed while moaning (I dream it turns out).

"Are you okay" said Elina, still panicking.