The Untold Story
Do You Love her?

- B's PoV--

*2003: Bali, Helipad*

"Bellatrix.." -...." I opened my eyelids at a glance, when I heard the voice of a stranger, saying my name in a panicked tone.

I blinked my eyes many times to force my consciousness back into place, but I didn't seem to have enough energy. All I could feel at that time was me lying in a safe, where the gurney was being pushed by a group of people in white suits.

"Calm down! We'll be home soon." I heard the same man talking back. At that time he said as he stroked the top of my head and gently grasped my fingers.

I tried to catch his face through my eyes. I was quite curious, who was speaking at the time, because I seemed to forget all the kinds of voices I had heard.

Unfortunately, that day my eyes were unreliable. Everything looks vague, like fog.

I blinked a few times, forcing him to look around, but the results were the same. I can't identify anything.

Back then, the only thing that was clear to me was that I felt this body so weak, so tired. In an instant, like a hypnotist, I lost consciousness again.

I fell asleep more and more deeply and soundly. I don't even know if I can wake up.

I don't know how long? I don't know in what circumstances? I really couldn't feel anything at that moment.

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*2003: David*

"Eeerrgh..." I woke up again for the second time.

Although only a fraction of a minute, but I can feel a burly hand holding my left hand. The hand that held it was the hand of a man, who was asleep in a half-sitting position beside my bed. Next to his hand held me, while the other was used as his forehead base, so there was still a little cavity left to breathe.

I really did not know how long he had held my hand until I felt numb. Uncomfortable with this position, I then tried to let go of the man's grasp. I was hoping he would wake up because of my movements so I could see his face. But he didn't even move at all.

My body was still weak when I woke up that day, but my heart was struck by a great curiosity. Who exactly is this man? I wish I knew his face. I wanted to ask him the reason why he was next to me and when he was there.

If only I had more strength to shake that burly body and wake it up. However, these eyes are back.

In just a few minutes, I was able to maintain my consciousness. Not long after that I closed my eyes.

I really fell asleep again. And this time, it might take longer. Something's stopping me from coming back. Something that people usually call a dream.

In the dream, I could feel myself running on a vast green field. The field filled with soft green grass tickled my bare feet.

I'm so happy. I even moved my body following the wind. I danced and laughed so loosely, enjoying everything that was there. Whether it's the beauty of it or even the chance to be myself.

At first I thought that there was no one but me in that place. Until suddenly, from a distance I saw the figure of a man wearing a tight black shirt, to show his muscles are clay and pants in the same color is walking closer to me.

The distance made me unable to see the figure clearly. However, as he continued to walk closer to me, slashing the distance after the distance between us, I was finally able to figure out the face of the owner of the sturdy body.

The face I miss. A face that can always fill my days with happiness.

"The hydra....." I said his name with half a voice.

"The hydra........" I ran over to him while continuing to echo my lover's name. I'm so happy to see it.

Indra and I then stopped the pace once the two of us had faced each other. There is only a little distance between us. Indra gave me a gentle smile. A smile that I miss so much.

"You're back... You've come back for me..." I shed tears while looking at her lovingly.

Without being able to wait any longer, I stepped up and held her very tightly. I didn't even leave the slightest distance between us.

"Oh my God, I love her so much." I said that sentence without a sound.

To be honest, I realized that this must be just a dream. For it is impossible for Indra and I to be together so easily. Even so, I am still grateful. All this is enough to make me happy.

I was still holding him and he returned my arms. He even tightened his embrace as if he didn't want to let me slip out of his reach.

"I love you, B!" Indra whispered those words in my ear.

"I love you too, baby.... Love you so much." My tears fell down profusely as I expressed my love for her. I don't know why this feels like real, because I realized that all that was happening was a visualization of my subconscious mind that was emanating because of the feeling of longing and unstoppable love.

Even so, even though I realized all this was not the real thing, I hoped that this dream would never end. I want to be with the love of my life forever. I want all of this to be eternal.

Indra was still holding me for a while. That guy doesn't even seem to intend to let me go. Maybe he wanted to make me lulled in his warm touch.

His eyes are so sharp. Highlight his eyes even felt very evil, like a male tiger ready to pounce.

I try to stay calm for a few seconds. My eyes were even flashing with his eyes. At such times, I tried to look into the man's eyes, a speck of hesitation to continue his evil actions, but the doubt was not there.

I still looked into the man's eyes and shook my head slowly. That way, I tried to beg him not to pull the trigger and shoot bullets. I'm pretty sure he understands what I mean. However, he only returned with a cynical smile and......

Dor.....

I heard gunshots in the air. At the same time, I could feel that my body had fallen in my lover's arms. Blood flowed out of nowhere and I could not feel anything else after.

Yes, I twisted my body quickly before the bullet penetrated my lover's body. I managed to protect her at the expense of myself. Isn't that an act in the name of love......

"Aaaaarrggh........ Huh.. Huh.. Huh..." Just now I woke up from my good dreams and nightmares with a loud breath. Along with that, a lot of sweat came out of the pores of the skin all over my body.

"Mrs Bellatrix, are you conscious?" A young woman wearing a black formal suit approached me.

"Where am I? You're.. Who're you?" I asked him.

"You're at your Mansion, madam. Sa...." I took the initiative to pause his words before he continued his words again.

"Mansion?" I looked into his eyes while frowning.

"Your mansion and Mr. Aditya, Madam," he added quickly.

Adityas.... I soon realized who the girl was referring to. If there were many easy ways to get his name out of my life.

"Yes, meet me Vina! I assigned Mr. Aditya to look after you while Mr. went to your parents' house, to pick up some of the items and supplies that were still left behind." The girl resumed her words which had been delayed.

"Thank God you're awake. Mr. Aditya must be happy to hear this news. He hasn't left you for a second since he found you passed out at that hotel" she said.

"really? Did I not hear wrong? Adityas...Always looking after me? If so, whether the man I've always heard his voice is also.... Aditya?? But, what for?" I speak in my heart.

"How long have I been unconscious?" I asked in a hostile tone.

"Four days Madam." I'm appalled. Really that long?

"Where's Arini? I want to talk to him!" I turned to the right and left looking for the whereabouts of the middle-aged woman.

"Sorry Madam. Arini's not here. Mr. Aditya immediately fired him as soon as he saw you were unconscious. At that time, you were very panicked." Vina replied with a sad look. Maybe Arini and Vina were pretty close before.

"Fired??" I did not expect that Aditya's reaction was so excessive towards the middle-aged woman.

Chequek...

I heard the door open. A man who had been mentioned by name by Vina had just entered the room where I was. The same man, who became the third man in my dream, who took up arms and took my life with his bullets.

"T-lord Aditya....." Vina turned her body to face the man and bowed.

"The lady just came to her senses, sir." Vina now shared her smile with the master, as if she was hoping that this could be a heartwarming news for her master.

"You can go. I need to talk to my wife." Aditya replied to the girl without seeing her face. The man just kept staring at my face and I don't know what that look meant.

"Good, Master!" Without delay, the girl stepped away.

Meanwhile, Aditya was already standing right next to me and was still looking at me the same way. Usually I would throw my face in the other direction because I was lazy to respond to it, but somehow I seemed to want to challenge it by continuing to look at it.

As soon as the door is shut tight. I saw Aditya take something out of his shirt pocket.

He took a piece of paper. A piece of paper that shouldn't be on him. A piece of paper that he should not have read, because it was the paper that Indra left for me. The last memory Indra gave me.

"Tell me Bellatrix Atmaja...No, Bellatrix Wardhana...." Aditya paused for a moment and took a deep breath.

"Do you love her?" Aditya squeezed the paper and placed it on my palm.

I still look into his eyes. The eyes I always hated. Eyes that never show warmth and love. The eyes that had once implied something that I did not understand, but I finally realized that this time the eyes were implying... The wounds......

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