The Plan Of Masked Man
Hidden clue

His eyes stared one by one at a row of old photos and turned to a new row of photos. There were no smiles or sparkling eyes, only nothing. The photos without that word, as if screaming calling his name. Look how lucky the man in the picture is. There was always someone by his side, but look at himself. Who's on his side? There aren't.

"Have you forgotten me? I have been supporting you all this time. Where were you when I needed you? Did I mean nothing to you? If so, why do you always bring a flower bucket to the empty tomb? Do you want to play with my feelings?"

The figure's hands clenched, each time the question of his identity was questioned. Moreover, he is not considered by someone who is very meaningful in his life.

"I'd better finish it in one arrow. Well, wouldn't Asma be waiting for you in nature. Enjoy the rest of your time Hero. Tik tok tik tok." said the figure and walked away from the room of darkness.

His steps down every hallway of the house with the sound of lazy-sounding shoes. The last door became the destination, with the knob slowly turned and the door opened slightly. From the ten centi gap, the figure peered towards the bed inside the room. "One in my hand, what about the rest? I'd better call them."

His hand closed the door again, walked out of the hallway, and one took his cell phone out of his pocket. After scrolling through the last few nicknames, a number on the dial. Not long after, the tone of the call connection was heard. I haven't been able to say anything yet. The voice from across, made the figure hang up the phone and rush to leave the secret passageway area inside his house.

His footsteps hurriedly, down every step of the stairs. The faster his footsteps walked until he reached the main door. His eyes looked all over the front of his house. A taxi was parked in front of the gate. Rushing the figure pressed one button on his personal phone. And the gate opened, a taxi car walked into the house and stopped in front of a man with a mask on his face.

A woman exited the front door of the car and opened the back door of the car. "Can help bring the other one!"

The pecking figure rushed to open the other door and saw a girl sleeping. Soon the boy moved into his car. "Don't wait a minute."

"Well sir" replied the driver and let the passenger enter the house first to bring his two children.

Inside the house, the two children lay on the sofa. Now the woman looked at the masked man. "Now what?"

"Pay the taxi. We'll talk after that." replied the masked figure.

"Trims back neng. Excuse me." say hello to the driver and turn the car to get out of the dreary luxury house.

The departure of the taxi driver, making the gate back closed. Now he is back to the historic house. The masked man was already sitting by staring at the two children who were still asleep. "What's wrong?"

"Why is life unfair? I just asked for a helping hand of friendship, then what I got. Only betrayal." said the masked man in an impassioned voice.

If I had been brave, I would have been honest. But be patient in a moment, hopefully not too late. If it's too late, I don't know how many lives have been sacrificed. I want it all to end soon, it's too late for too long. Until the truth is lost without a trace. ~ the woman's mind and lay down her body beside the masked man.

"Why are you silent? Isn't my word right?" break the masked man with a glance towards the woman.

"I don't have an answer. As you have reason to act this far, then he has reason for his actions. Perhaps, you think a greedy woman like me speaking this wise is the strangest thing. But believe me, I'm tired. I want to live quietly with my son." The woman spoke very clearly but softly.

The masked man looked at the woman. There is a saying that holds another meaning, there is a clue that is shown. "I'll think about it. Rest, tonight it'll all be over."

"Hmmm. Can you help me get the kids to the room?" ask the woman without hesitation.

The masked man nodded and pointed to the nearest room. The woman understood what that meant. His footsteps walked towards the room he had been provided. Letting children under the care of a masked man. After a night awake to do his mission. Now his body and mind need rest.

May everything improve, I want to live a quiet life without this tightness.~ the woman's inner life is resting her body on the soft mattress.

The eyes unquestionably welcome dreams, in a state of physical and mental fatigue. The woman fell asleep, but not with the panic of someone in other homes and other places. The woman was busy running down every place and hallway. "I'm keccolongan. Ampuuns. How'this?"