The Untold Story
Little Angel
- B's PoV--
*2003: Bellatrix House, Jakarta*
That morning, when the time had shown at nine in the morning, and after not having managed to close my eyes all night, I tried to do light meditation in the garden behind the house. I really didn't understand my body last night. It's not usually hard to work with like this.
I have never had insomnia in my life. Yesterday was the first time.
My healthy lifestyle makes me never have trouble sleeping. However, ever since my encounter with that pervert demon at the hotel last night, I don't seem to recognize myself anymore. No, maybe more precisely I lost power over myself.
It was like he was dominating this thought. It was even as if he was seizing the remnants of the peace I had. I can't stop thinking about it. His actions, his touch, his speech, his face, his words, all kept spinning in his head. And that ultimately caused me to miss the opportunity to feel the sweet night on my favorite resting throne.
I'm even like a frightened person. Fearful of his words in the hotel, which were revealed with sharp eyes, like a starving tiger.
I could feel that his eyes wanted me to be his. Oh, my God, this is really crazy. I had misinterpreted her expression during the family meeting yesterday. I had thought that yesterday he was watching me for the right reason to reject me in front of his mother.
In fact, the man was interested. She wanted me. That pervert demon wants to have me. However, certainly not as his queen, but rather as his 'toys. The look of the hungry tiger seemed to imply all. I should have realized that earlier.
I don't know what he's going to do now, I'm still waiting. Last night he mentioned that tomorrow, which means today, I will know his will. Oh, myGod..... Suppose this was just a nightmare.
"Well..." I opened my eyes and exhaled violently.
With uncertain feelings of anxiety, I have overcome this meditation that is actually not very helpful. The silence and darkness when I closed my eyes, which at first I thought would make me forget, actually brought me more mired in the dark shadow of the man.
Just as I stood up and was about to take a towel to wipe the sweat that was soaking all over my body, suddenly the sound of someone so familiar filled the eardrum. The voice of the woman who brought me into the world.
"B! Baby, prepare! At one o'clock this afternoon, we have to go to Daddy's company." I saw my Mommy walking closer towards me while displaying a happy expression.
However, instead of feeling the same way, I actually felt my heart racing faster as if hinting that something bad was waiting. What the hell is this?
"To companies... U-for what?" I had trouble speaking because it felt like this throat was choked.
"Well guess?" Mommy plays her two eyebrows while continuing to maintain a smile, as if to tease me.
"Seriously, Mom? Don't play like a teenager flirting with his friend." I shook my head as I looked at Mommy's expression that was impressed off-side with her age.
"Aditya agrees. He accepted your match. This afternoon, he even approved the merger of his PT Narayan Adi Kencana with one of Daddy's companies, as a symbol of the union of two families." I saw Mommy telling me so passionately. A cheerful smile was clearly on his face.
"B! Don't you think this is good news? With these two families together, then Mommy believes Daddy's company will be more prosperous." Mommy hugged me tightly. I could feel from behind my nape, surely his smile was getting wider now. While I...
Do I have another choice now? Of course the answer is no. I am a less fortunate human being who is under the threat of that lewd demon. My death card is on him.
Guess what happens after that? I'm sure Daddy will forbid me from dancing for life and that means that I won't see Indra's face again. Really, I don't know, how would I live without seeing the face of the man I love??
I might have tolerated that we couldn't be together. At least once in a while I can still dance and look him in the eye. That's more than enough. But, if the opportunity was taken away, then it was really possible that not only was my throat as choked as it is today, maybe I would even forget how to breathe.
"And not only that, baby. Let alone seven, even up to fourteen generations, our descendants will never be difficult even if they do not work," Mommy added with sparkling eyes.
I don't know why I feel so sad to hear why Mommy made me a match with that guy. Everything is just because of greed or never satisfied with what is owned at this time.
We are rich, very rich even. Unfortunately, being very rich was not enough for some people, including my parents.
"B!" Mommy let go of his embrace.
"Why silence, dear?" Mommy looked at me suspiciously.
"You're happy, right?" I saw Mommy frowning, who was already a little wrinkled. I knew that she could sense that something was wrong with her daughter's feelings.
"B!" Call again.
To be honest, I want to say that I'm not happy. How can I be happy marrying a man of her choice when my heart loves another man? How can I be happy when I am the greedy lust of my parents?
Again, my little heart screamed... Can I hurt the woman in front of me?
"Is Mommy happy?" I smiled my smile with teary eyes. I don't want to answer the woman's question. For if I answer it, it will only increase the length of my list of lies.
"B??" Mommy looked at me worriedly. It was a gaze that would always appear whenever he found myself in pain.
At that moment, I felt my little heart ask.... This time with a good feeling... Can I hurt the woman who gave me life?
I hugged Mommy again. I really grabbed him tight.
"If Mommy's happy, I'll be happy too." My tears are dripping unstoppable. I'll be your little angel, Mom.....
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Hello dear readers... It's great to be back writing after weeks of vacuuming.. Btw, I deliberately rested, in addition to being busy moving my life away from the capital, I decided to take a break so as to restore the spirit of writing that was sniffing yesterday-yesterday due to many thoughts...
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