Walking Dreams
Meet

" So you still don't want to be honest!!"

Carlos grabbed Carla's hair tied to a chair, her face white, dirty with blood spots and cuts, her arms and legs bruised and possibly all over her body. Carla looked down weakly, her tears dried up with blood.

" Do you see this wound?! even that whore has a pretty pattern!!"

gee!

Carla spit indifferently, giving Carlos a sharp look, the man chuckled in annoyance.

brack!!

Roughly kicking Carla to a fall, he could only grimace in pain as his hand tied to the chair twisted.

" You know I'll never kill you! so say!! who did it!!!"

Shouted Carlos as he pointed at his neck wrapped in bandages, his eyes bulging with gasping breaths.

" I..."

carla answered, making Carlos laugh again.

" Well, you think you can fool me? if so, you must have made a run from the beginning!"

Carlos looked up and sighed heavily.

" You'll definitely say it!!"

Carlos went by, and called the waiter to clean up his toys, his face looking increasingly wrinkled with annoyance. He walked until he reached a black door with a large size, the waiter had opened the door for him with a bowed face of respect, even though he was afraid. Carlos walked while looking through each of his precious displays on the wall as if it was a sedative. He approached one of the displays, his expression creased back and then clapped his hands to call the waiter.

" Yes sir?"

" Dispose of this one, I can't make it a valuable display anymore, the child is acting too much."

The servant nodded obediently, Carlos stepped back while continuing to look at the display .

With trembling hands, the servant took the display while gulping, his stomach a little nauseous wanting to vomit, he quickly ran to throw the thing away.

" Arwin! do you know where I should throw this away?"

" Oh! Diana! you just dumped it in the usual garbage dump for humans!"

" Diseasing! don't say as if you're not human!"

Diana walked faster and was finally able to throw a display in the form of a man's head with a dwarf hat on his head, he was in a frame with a brown wooden frame, he was in the frame, at the bottom is written the name "The first diamond of Carla" which is none other than her father.

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Wiliam was still staring at Alang with a face demanding an explanation, occasionally he scratched his frustrated hair and glanced somewhere.

" I'm putting him here."

Alang said while contemplating and looking at the afternoon beach above the balcony room of Wiliam's house, Will was speechless as his face looked very clearly asking for a logical answer.

" The story is 'cause he deserves to know"

this time Jean chimed in while opening the lid of a coffee-flavored can, he looked lightly while Alang let out a heavy sigh.

" Well..."

Alang sat on a wooden chair in followed William who was ready with canned drinks.

" last night...."

Last night, after a long journey, Alang ended up in front of William's house who lived in a different city. The house is located right on the edge of the beautiful beach with red brick paint, the house does look very interesting because the William family is a homestay businessman and is located right next to his house.

while escaping Alang's face tangled was not bad, his breath was stung because he had to run and hold Yasmin who was still unconscious. Moreover he had to avoid people , otherwise, there would be horrendous news tomorrow about the fainting woman drifting .

Either because of a stroke of luck, Alang found a deserted gas station , there was only a small cargo truck that was filling the gasoline there, Alang made sure around and found the driver walking into the toilet, with quick steps Alang immediately approached the truck and boarded it, trying to cover him and Yasmin with a tarp. The truck finally walked slowly, Alang sighed in relief he could rest for a moment.

" Don't let me wake up..."

alang's face lowered the sign he was really begging not to be woken up, he had even felt worried the first time he met Carla in a duel match, he must figure out how to control the encounter between him and Carla in the dream.

It had been about 30 minutes since Alang boarded the truck, Alang opened a little tarp, ascertained where he was now, he smiled with relief because he knew exactly where this truck was going, where it was going, There was a lot of swimming gear in the truck, especially the possession lebel he recognized.

Alang said in relief, the truck continued to travel while Alang closed his eyes, asking for a little rest.

" Wahhh!!! so you got off at the swimming gym?! What about that driver? can you escape from her?"

" Fortunately the driver didn't drop off the goods, well, even though I made preparations for it."

Alang chimed in on William's frenzied question, How could he not be excited? a friend who rarely called him in the middle of the night asked for help to rescue a wounded woman next to his house.

" You must have been very surprised when you woke up from that dream."

Jean chimed in, he was just heard today and was really surprised.

" Yes, I called Will to make sure...."

Alang was silent for a moment, he still did not believe it, the fact that the dream was real and connected.

" Hahahaha..it turns out that this girl has been there all along! if only.. if only I had known it earlier, or I was more curious and did not pretend_"

" Don't blame yourself!"

With Jean violently slapping Alang in the face, the man just lowered his head.

" Stop! why did you slap him?"

" He must realize this is not his wish and there is nothing to blame! now the most important thing is what we have to do now!"

Jean said, glancing at Yasmin who was in bed still unconscious, they had to do something about this.

"And also about your dreams! why do you have such strange dreams!"

William nodded in agreement at Jean's words, this is too strange and actually dangerous, they are dealing with an important person named Carlos, has a name that is known to many people in his city.

uhuk!!! uhuk!!!

The three teenagers immediately turned around and got up when realizing Yasmin had come to her senses from her long slumber, William immediately gave her some water, Yasmin was silent looking at her suspiciously and paying attention to a place that was unfamiliar to her.

" He's my friend! and this is his house"

Yasmin realized Alang was there, for some reason she calmed down again and immediately she took the water.

" Carla !! what about her?"

Alang did not know what to say, the woman's sad eyes made her as fragile as Carla.

" He's still in that big house!"

with Jean briefly answering, Yasmin looked down silent with tears in her eyes.

" Please tell me how to save him, my son...."

The atmosphere was so silent, only Yasmin's crying voice could be heard. Alang clenched his hands tightly.

" I'll definitely save!!!"

Alang spoke firmly, looking at Yasmin's eyes sharply.

" I'll bring him back!!"

" really? you're gonna bring back my son?.but why? what because of that!!"

" No!! I don't care about that thing! I just want to see her laugh again!"

This time Alang cried, his hands shook trying to hold back tears.

" Why are you talking like you've met him?"

" Because we've been friends for a long time! we always meet in the dream."

Yasmin looked at Alang deeply and then felt her face.

" So. The dream is real? the dream that my son always told me happily is connected to the real world? it was you, the child of the dream"

Alang nodded, holding onto Yasmin's rough thin hands. Finally Alang can really touch his dream in the real world, he finally found a connecting thread between him and Carla, he did not hurt, because all the dreams were a bond between the two of them, he was a, a world that only the two have.