This Love Killed Me (Dark Love)
Five Years Later

Inside the iron bird that was carrying him flying above the clouds, Freya looked down at his two hands. The two gem rings are still pretty circular on the ring finger. Calvin, Jordan, the two love ones who stopped by, and ended in a bloody tragedy.

Freya rubbed both of her arms wrapped in a long shirt, in a few minutes, she was about to land at Soekarno-Hatta Airport. He decided to leave Russia, and all the memories there. He returned to his home country, Indonesia.

"Look you've been quiet since, is there a problem?" ask the middle-aged mothers sitting next to him.

"No" answered Freya briefly.

"Thank God" said the mother with a friendly smile.

Then there was no more conversation between them, until the plane landed at the airport.

With her legs wrapped in high hells, Freya stepped over while dragging a large suitcase. Ayu's face is more charming when the wind evaporates her hair.

"Indonesia, a place that has ever made bitter memories. But in fact, I put my foot back here. I will take back what should be mine, I will continue my life here. Mama, soon we'll meet, "inner Freya with squeaky eyes.

Although his family lived in Surabaya, and he chose to live in Jakarta. But it is not impossible for Freya to reclaim the assets of her parents.

***

Day after day goes on to be weeks and months. The month changed to the year. Time seemed to go so fast, it did not feel five years had passed since Freya returned to Indonesia.

How's Jordan doing? I don't know, Freya never found out. Either he's safe, or he's gone. Freya instilled an opinion in her heart. If Jordan survives, and one day meets, it means he must forgive her. But if Jordan is gone, she must forget the memories with him, and erase the remnants of love for him.

In Indonesia, Freya is still on her way. He became a cold-blooded killer, in order to develop a business that he started himself. Freya changed her nickname to Olivia's new name. He hopes that someday, the business world in Indonesia, is in his control. It is still ambition that controls Freya's mind.

Indonesia is a country that still upholds norms and ethics. In order to get sympathy, and positive judgment from the public, Freya often donates funds. Both in health institutions, education, and also orphanages. Now, Olivia's name is well known. His image in the midst of society is perfect.

However, for five years he was in Indonesia. Repeatedly visited Surabaya, Malang, Bandung, and other cities. Freya still has no trace of her family. The house he used to live in now belongs to someone else, as well as the company founded by his father.

Various ways Freya did to get information about this, but the results are nil. There was not a single hint to find them. It was as if his family had disappeared into the earth.

In terms of business, Freya is successful, but not so with romance. His heart was dead, he had no more seeds of love for any man.

So far, there have been many relationships that express feelings. Freya never responded to them. He doesn't want to be in a relationship with anyone. He was happy to survive in solitude.

This afternoon, Freya sat alone in the corner of the cafe. Enjoy a cup of cold milkshakes, and a plate of apple pie.

"Mom Oliv!" greet someone who suddenly stood next to him.

"Renata," muttered Freya with a friendly smile.

Renata is a smart girl who used to be his secretary. Two years ago she was allowed to resign, and got married. Although he is not even 25 years old, but now Renata has a very beautiful little baby.

"How are you doing, ma'am?" ask Renata.

"Well, you're on your own?"

"Thank God I am good too, Mom. I just arrived last week, after a long stay at my husband's house, in Bandung," Renata replied with a friendly smile.

"Oh, what age is his son, what's his name?" ask Freya.

"Five months Ma'am, her name is Kirana" Renata replied.

"What a pretty name." Freya reached into her bag, and took three pieces of money hundreds of thousands. He gave it to Kirana.

"I'm sorry, I didn't come when you were born." Freya pinched Kirana's cheek gently.

"Thank you very much, Mom. Actually there is no need to bother," said Renata timidly.

"Mother alone?" ask Renata.

Actually just a simple question, but somehow Freya's heart was immediately sliced.

Renata is young, but he already has a complete family. While he was already at the age of 30, but still could not escape from solitude.

Should I marry without love?

"Mom Oliv!" call Renata.

"Ehh, um yeah, why?"

"It's okay. Mmm then excuse me, ma'am. That's my husband's done." Renata pointed towards the man who was paying the bills.

"Yes, be careful."

Freya stared at Renata's departure with nanar. She and her husband joined hands. Sometimes the husband teases the baby in Renata's arms.

Unknowingly, Freya's lips carved out a thin smile. He is happy, seeing Renata's harmonious relationship.

"Would I be like him someday. Ahh but if there is no love, how can I be as happy as they are" Freya murmured alone.

As Freya was still struggling with her own thoughts, suddenly the phone on the table rang loudly. Freya frowned in wonder, for what her secretary called at lunchtime.

"What's wrong?" ask Freya without further ado.

"There are people who beg to work here, ma'am. He said he applied everywhere you were rejected. He wanted to be a cleaning service, and I told him that the position was full. But, he instead insisted on wanting to meet with Miss Oliv."

"All right, tell me to wait a minute!" freya said without a second thought. Somehow his heart was moved to meet that person.

"Good Mom."

Freya disconnects the phone, and saves the phone. He bribed the rest of the aple pie, before leaving.

Freya drives her car at high speed, has become a habit, never drive slowly.

About twenty minutes later, Freya arrived at the office courtyard.

"Please put it in the parking lot!" freya orders the security guard who works in her office.

"Good, Mom."

Then Freya stepped into the office. The sound of a high hells tap that he wears, an automatic button that bows the head of employees. They smiled, and bowed slightly, as Freya stepped before her.

"Where is that guy?" freya asked Yana, the young girl who has been her secretary for the past two years.

"Still to the toilet, Mom. Already since then, maybe soon back," replied Yana.

"I'll wait in the room, drive her there if she's back!" Freya.

"Good, Mom."

Freya was about to step into her room. But just as he was swinging his legs, suddenly his net caught a very familiar figure. An unexpected figure would be present there.

Seriate...