Widow of Flower & Bad Guy
Chapter 35 Grave

A seventeen-year-old girl, sitting curled up while shaking her body. He was looking forward to the return of someone who was for him a protective and savior figure.

The girl heard crying from outside the room. He sharpened his hearing and believed that it was the voice of the man he had been waiting for these few days.

"Matthew? Yeah, that's Matthew's voice!" Ivana immediately stood up and pulled a thousand footstep out of the room. And sure enough, that handsome, brave man has returned. And currently in Allina's arms.

"Matthew, is that you?" ivana asked from the door.

Matthew took off his embrace and rolled his head towards someone who called his name. She smiled wryly at the teenage girl who was already considered like her own sister.

"Yes, Ivana. It's me" said Matthew spread out both hands. "Come here..do you not want to hug your brother, hm...?" her question to Ivana hides sadness. Although, the two netra could not lie if he was saving lara.

The girl who was not a child anymore and began to have an interest in the opposite sex, immediately ran and buried her face in Matthew's chest. "I miss you, Matthew. I'm afraid they're going after me...."

Matthew gently pushed Ivana's body by holding both arms and then stared warmly . "Later tonight, we'll get out of here. I won't let anyone take you."

Ivana shed tears because she was overwhelmed that there were still good people in the world who were willing to help her sincerely. "Thank you Matthew, thank you. What happens if I don't meet you. Maybe I'm dead, or those guys managed to catch me and sell me overseas."

"In fact, what helped you from the storm of the waves at that time was my lover. And he asked me to take care of you, too" Matthew said, because Ivana thought he was the one who helped her from the dead.

"Your lovers? Then where is he? Why isn't he with us? I'd love to thank her, Matthew." said Ivana excitedly.

The face of sumringah Matthew suddenly sad because he remembered back to the idol who preferred to marry the father rather than him. "Not to think about it, the most important thing is that you survived and tonight I'll take you somewhere."

"Where are we going, Matthew? What about Aunt Allina? We can't possibly leave her alone here" Ivana asked, turning her head towards the woman standing next to Matthew.

"This is my house, son. This is my place of residence. I'm not going anywhere. Even if I have to die, I want to die here," Allina explained as if she had a bad feeling about him.

Matthew drew Allina's hand and grabbed it. "Aunty come with me. We go far away from this village or when necessary, we go abroad and together start a new life with a new identity."

Allina shook her head and patted the back of her niece's hand. "Aunty's not going anywhere. Your uncle died and was buried here. So did Aunty, wanting to die in this place. After all, Aunty was already used to being alone and lonely. So, you're enough to leave."

Matthew lowered his head for a moment while sighing then looked up at Allina. "Well, if Aunty won't go with us. Although we were hoping, Aunty could change her mind."

Allina looked at Matthew's face and then looked towards Ivana. "Aunty will be fine, you don't need to worry. Go as far as you can because Aunty is sure the people chasing you aren't just anyone."

Matthew nodded. "Then, I go to the room first to prepare everything so that no one is left behind. Because our trip this time will be longer and tiring."

Allina blinked her eyes, a sign she agreed with Matthew. The twenty-five-year-old man directly inched into the room. Letting Allina with Ivana mingle, before they split.

...***...

Occasionally, he wiped the sweat mixed with raindrops that wet his face. He did not want to give up, just by continuing to dredge the ground, making a big hole for the last resting place of the father.

"What are you looking at Lavina?" Bellen suddenly appeared from behind his honeyed back. He looked towards the eyes Lavina was looking at. His lips were perfectly inflated like he was winning the lottery. When a pair of eye beads caught a woman, it was scooping the ground under the torrent of rain.

"What is that fucking woman doing? Dig a grave for himself?" kekeh Bellen laughed crisply. "Did she think it would be nice to be the wife of Lucas Denver? It's nothing, he's gone crazy like this" she sneered without knowing what really happened. A sneer after a sneer so lightly coming out of a mouth full of can.

"Why are you quiet, Lavina? Are you deaf? Are you mute?" bellen jolted because the woman's mouth next to him was closed without a gap, with both eyes not separated from looking at Amanda.

Bellen throbbed and pulled Lavina's arm to look at him. "Why are you being indifferent to me, Lavina?"

Lavina is still silenced. He threw his face and pointed his index finger at the park area. Bellen who was babbling, was immediately aghast. The mouth that was originally murmuring, suddenly clenched tightly.

"W-that's who the fuckin' girl whipped? W-has he killed someone? In-he's been killing?" pekik Bellen could not believe the sight before him. It did not occur to him in the slightest, that innocent innocent girl could do things beyond the limits.

Lavina snorted and glanced sharply at Bellen. "Are you stupid or a moron? How could he kill someone in this palace!"

"Then, the man?" Bellen pointed towards the man who was stiffened.

"That's Omran, Amanda's real father," Lavina said. In addition, in his heart there was concern after hearing rumors about the death of the poor man.

Bellen chuckled amidst the pain of others. "It's good news dong. Uh. pity...."

"Do you know why his father died?" tanya Lavina who replied with a headband. "Omran was killed by our husband" Lavina said bitterly.

Bellen responded with a flat look as he was completely happy, imagining how slumped Amanda was right now. Even seeing Amanda who was struggling to bury the father, like a separate entertainment for him.

"If you knew the reason Lucas killed Omran. Can you still act this calm, Bellen?" cynical Lavina.

"I don't care. Most important to me, Amanda deri—"

"Lucas killed Omran because he knew Amanda was having a relationship with Matthew" Lavina said. "It could be tomorrow or the day after our turn, if our affair is exposed," explained Lavina and managed to silence her wide-eyed honey.

Bellen rubbed his eyelids. Anxiety also hit him. What happened to Omran was also Amanda. It could happen to him and Leo.

"Lucas hasn't changed, he's still like he used to be. Cruel and without mercy!" lavina's murmur was still clearly heard by Bellen's ears.

...*****...