The Essence Of The Darkness
Episode 35: Knowing the Enemy
"Im sorry because I hurt you. You probably think I dif it because I didn't care about you. That's not true. I got it because I don't care about me.
Realizing that the man sitting next to her bed was Akram Night, Elana immediately decided to close her eyes and pretend to be asleep. His body ached everywhere and the last thing he wanted was to interact with Akram Night which was always exhausting his soul as they would always end up in a fight.
Akram was the last person he wanted to see when he opened his eyes. But why does he always end up with Akram Night wherever he is?
Now, Elana's memory is clear, and she's been able to trace all the events that led her back stranded in this hospital with a body full of wounds and pain. He remembered the violent collision of a large truck that had lost control until it hit them before.
But, given the enormity of the accident, Akram Night who was asleep in that chair, in his glance earlier, seemed fine without any shortage, even though they had the same accident, in the same car ....
Why could that be? It was as if the universe gave injustice by protecting Akram, but instead had to make him battered.
Busy with her daydream, Elana unconsciously cleared her throat slowly and finally even coughed loudly as a natural reaction of her body to wet her dry throat. Actually, once awake earlier, his throat and mouth felt so dry with thirst that saliva alone was not enough to moisten .
The sound of Elana coughing blaring in the silent room easily instantly broke the silence and instantly penetrated the very sensitive dreamland of Akram.
Elana could feel the man moving in the cramped chair, making a rustling sound from the friction of his clothes as the man got up from his seat. Elana then heard the man get out of his chair and end up near the edge of the bed, to sit on the edge.
Unexpectedly, Akram's hand moved to touch Elana's forehead, cupped there and this time it felt cool, very comfortable on the surface of her hot skin.
"You have a little fever, but don't worry, the pain relievers in your infusion also have the effect of lowering the fever, you'll be fine," Akram said as if he knew that Elana was conscious even though Elana's body did not move at all and her eyes were still closed tightly. "You want a drink?" tawar Akram is next.
The temptation to drink is unusually strong, especially at this time the throat is so dry that it almost hurts. Elana finally gave up and opened her eyes and nodded her head to answer Akram's offer.
Akram immediately moved, took a glass of drinking water provided by the hospital, then put a suction pipe in the glass and brought it closer to Elana's lips, let Elana suck the water in the glass until it runs out to quench her thirst.
"Have you? Or want some more?' Akram asked in a stifled voice when the water in the glass was almost toilet.
Elana shook her head, gesturing through the movement. Had enough.
When his thirst was satisfied and the dryness in his throat erased, a very strong drowsiness again attacked Elana. This time Elana chose to give up defeat, voluntarily letting the drowsiness colonize her brain and rob her of consciousness.
A few seconds before Elana completely dissolved in his mouth, he could hear the sound of Akram whispering with raucous.
"What have I done to you?" akram's voice sounded heavy and the man sighed as if he was out of air. Then, low whispers sounded faintly in the air.
"I'm sorry, Elana."
A second after that whisper, Elana completely gave up in the embrace of dreamland that forced her to rest. Even so, tucked in question in his mind: could it be that the apology uttered by Akram earlier, was just a sleeping flower Elana blooming due to being doused by an unreal hope?
Akram had never apologized to Elana for all the wrongs and atrocities she had committed. Akram did not apologize after raping Elana, nor when the man locked up Elana, robbing her of her independence and forcing Elana to serve her lust as she pleased.
Why is the man apologizing now?
In the darkness, Akram stared at Elana's miserable condition. Even just illuminated by this limited dim light, the condition of Elana full of wounds was clearly visible in Akram's eyes.
It was not just the broken bones that had to be cast, the sides of his forehead, cheeks, shoulders, ribs, thighs, legs, other parts of his body, all of it was filled with bruises and scratches.
Had Elana not met her at that time, perhaps now this woman could have lived her life in peace, without suffering wounds, and happy in her heart in freedom, even though life was lacking.
During this time, Akram never regretted any decision he made, because he knew every decision must have its own consequences, whether good, whether bad, or not, and he was ready to bear the consequences even before the decision was made.
The decision also concerns Elana. Being used to getting whatever he wanted, Akram has consciously decided to have Elana by force, snatching the woman from his world and bringing her into Akram's dangerous world. He never regretted his previous decision to take Elana into his possession, not at all...
Not until this moment, when Elana's wounds, pain and suffering made her heart feel squeezed to pieces.
It should not be like this, it should be just a brief relationship of mutual physical satisfaction while then which only aims to satisfy the body. Akram should only use Elana for a brief moment of pleasure and after he is satisfied, Elana will be thrown away at a reasonable price.
However, Elana's innocence had caught her off guard. The woman entered quietly into her heart without Akram knowing, then paired a tiny invisible bond that made Akram's heart connect strongly to Elana.
Does Akram have to consider something he never considered before? Should she let go of Elana and let her rejoice in freedom and achieve her own happiness?
Happiness is certain without Akram in it.
"Stupid!"
The figure of a tall handsome man and wearing a neat three-piece dark suit seemed to be swinging his hands at the face of his men, wearing a neat three-piece dark suit, in a similar room the magnificent library in a house that has a design like a medieval building.
Although the man was slender in stature, but his strength was so great that one swing of his punch, it could make his opponent stagger backward until it fell into a slump.
"You said you'd make it! You said you wouldn't fail again this time! But look what happened! Not only did you fail and make Akram Night more alert from this second on, you also lost your key witness, the truck driver! He was definitely in Akram's hands!" The man reconnected in a quiet voice full of emphasis. Even though his voice sounded calm, the embers of wrath tucked in there must have felt so terrible, that it was able to make my feathers stand up.
"Absolutely, Sir!" after being dropped, the man did not dare to rise from under his master's monstrous dominance. All he did was crawl slowly on the floor, creep there with blood dripping from his nose and lips, then stop only when his head had reached his master's shoes.
"The driver of the truck would not dare to open his mouth, he is afraid of you, he would definitely rather die than open his mouth.." the man groped with hope. "I also found important information that, unexpectedly, Akram Night was not alone when the accident occurred...."
"Be. right, sir. I saw for myself from the observation at the crash site in the seconds after the crash. Despite being scarred and bleeding, Akram Night nevertheless gave frantically frantic instructions for his men to save the woman first, Akram Night even used his body to hug and become a protective shield for the woman when the accident occurred. And seeing how anxious and worried Akram was then, I was sure that the woman was extraordinarily important to him! I still don't know where Akram hid the woman after, but if we can get her, we will be able to use her to defeat Akram Night!" the man who was still crawling in front of his master's shoes lowered his head, pleading expectantly while kissing his master's expensive shoes, making blood from his nose and mouth splatter there. "I beg you, sir! give me one more chance so that I...."
The Master grinned, his eyes looking down on his men at his feet, who had failed to carry out the task.
"You've brought me very interesting information.Sadly your blood that stains my shoes makes me sick!" suddenly the feet of the Master moved quickly, kicking the face of his men so hard that his body fell backward.
Blood flowed again from the mouth of the poor man because some of his teeth were falling out due to the kick of the Master. Tried, he tried to get up, but his movements were restrained when his master had already attacked on him, thrusting a knife with brutal stabs repeatedly into his body, taking his life abominably and without mercy.
When the Master was finished, the place was as horrible as a field of slaughter, with blood splattered everywhere. The blood even splashed on the Master's own body, also drenching his face and hair.
The man stood up, and one of his men, who had been silent since then, witnessed the brutal scene, hurried to give his master a clean handkerchief. Meanwhile, his other men immediately moved to drag the body of the dead victim torn full of stab wounds, and remove him from the room.
The man received the handkerchief and used it to wipe his blood-stained face. His smile looked so horrible on his handsome face when giving instructions to his other men.
"Find out about Akram's woman" his eyes flashed with a dangerously insane threat, "I want you to find as much information about her as possible and as accurately as possible, and inform me immediately."
"Open your mouth" Akram brought the spoonful of food in his hand to Elana's lips, forcing the woman to open her mouth.
Elana put on an awkward face, but was proffered such a spoon stuck in her mouth without being able to dodge, inevitably Elana opened her mouth too and let Akram feed the food into her mouth.
"good. Eat a lot and you will have the fuel to heal quickly" Akram said as he took another large bite of food, filling the spoon in his hand to feed Elana.
Elana, who was trying to chew food in her full mouth, put her unwell left hand to cover her mouth and spoke quickly in an effort to prevent,
"Ti...no! The mouthful is too big..." Elana exclaimed slowly as Akram moved his spoon again about to feed back.
Akram raised his eyebrows as if ridiculing.
"Too big? Did you forget the amount of bribe you put in your mouth that morning at breakfast at the villa? It's not even a thing." he said in a landslide.
The red Elana cheeks went out when Akram deliberately mentioned his careless eating style back then which he did to provoke Akram, but Elana still refused the next Akram feed.
"Ti.. no. I can eat alone," he said quickly.
This time Akram's expression suddenly turned dangerously dark.
"Your hands are sick, you won't be able to feed your own food" he threatened.
"I still have my left hand" Elana showed her left hand in front of Akram's face just in case the man couldn't see clearly.
Akram's face showed grim disapproval as the man opened his mouth to give an ultimatum, but his words did not come out of his mouth because suddenly Elios appeared from the open door and looked motionlessly at Akram.
"Sir, I've come with the report you want" Elios said in a mysterious tone that Akram immediately understood.
"We spoke outside," he broke firmly toward Elios, then stood up and placed Elana's tray of food on the bedside table. Akram then took the time to help Elana drink by slightly embracing Elana and supporting her to sit upright in her arms when drinking.
After Elana was done, Akram unexpectedly gave a kiss on Elana's forehead with a light touch like a spider web.
"I'll be right back" he said slowly before stepping up and walking away leaving the room with the door closed behind him.
Elana stared at the closed door where Akram disappeared with a confused expression, her hand involuntarily moving touching her own forehead, Akram's kiss marks there.
What really possessed Akram to act like that?
A few days later in this hospital, Akram was attentive and did not hesitate to take care of him when the man was coming to visit. Even more strangely, the man always came to the hospital every night without exception after work, then left early in the morning when dawn was approaching. Although it was late at night though, Akram always came without absence and he always missed his night by sleeping on the large sofa bed that was available at the end of the room. It was as if Akram felt obliged to wait and take care of him...
Is it possible that Akram regretted causing Elana to have an accident?
"Twenty-seven knife punctures in the front area of his body, which seemed to be stabbed brutally and mercilessly. Then his body was burned to remove any trace of identity. Even so, our people in forensics managed to gather evidence about the strong allegations about the person we are looking for," Elios gave an explanation along with Akram who was scanning the photos given to him.
The photos are truly terrible, the results of the discovery of a mysterious corpse with a form that is no longer intact that will make anyone nauseous when they see it. But Akram was seen watching everything without blinking and stopped at the last photo that showed a picture of CCTV camera surveillance featuring a boxcar that was camouflaged using a famous brand of bread manufacturer on the outside with a mysterious driver dressed in black rode
"You're sure that this body is the driver on this CCTV camera?" Akram said calmly to reassure her.
Elios nodded his head firmly. "I'm sure, and forensics also confirmed it. He was killed for failing to do the job." he concluded quickly.
Akram nodded his head. "Seeing his brutal and crazy killing method, it seems I know who the enemy we are facing is." he growled slowly with a terrifyingly threatening lightning in his eyes.