Daughter of the Widower: The Single Daddy'S Daughter
#37 Traces of Disappearance
I did not move a bit from the wooden chair facing the minimalist glass. Silence is silent, has nothing planned.
Uh. How long have I been here? Aweek? I can no longer feel my body shaking. An odd sense of comfort. The weirdness that made my eyes seem unable to recognize myself in the reflection of the glass.
Dumbness to fear, distress, guilt, confusion over shackling facts. My face seemed to show that there was nothing left.
“Hehe,” my little laugh realized something.
Funny too, huh? Rasyi's self always instills a spirited individual. Strangely now I look more like papa with his expressionless face.
I looked back at my own shadow. Colorless, helpless. Moving around is useless. At this stage, it seems like I better not do anything. Could this be my system to protect my brain sanity? However, until when will I survive like this?
Where are you, papa? Papa will come and break into this building right? He'll be here any minute, right? Faster still. Faster still….
BRACKET!
The woman I met so often seemed to be carrying a tray. He let it go to the floor. I could see the box popping out with the bottle. Spilled most of it.
“Nih! Quickly selusin!” he stood there playing with his hair.
I looked at the food that had been splattered. The food that seemed neat was still not comfortable digesting my stomach. I guess with the chaos now I would be even more uneasy to swallow it and instead directly spit it out again.
“Wait for what the hell?! Quick eat! If you're hungry, I'll get it, you know?!”
I've been staring at him for a while. His bad face will not stop if I do nothing. Subduing my body, grabbed a drinking glass that fortunately still had water left. Two to three gulps down my throat. After that, take my hand to put it back.
This is enough kan⏤
“Aa!” my screams felt a strong pull on my hair.
“You teased me huh?!” his anger is again coming, “Not knowing yourself! If it wasn't for being told by the boss, I would have told you to die here!”
Be ill. Pain...⏤
Surprised I found the woman lying on the floor. Someone in front of me made my curiosity trace its appearance. The sad feeling came back to me. Why is he here?
“Rasyi,” Jagad approaching me. Slowly tidying my hair, “You don't papa right?”
He bent his body. Humped while his face was raised. The scarred face looked closer and clearer.
I pushed his shoulder slowly, “You shouldn't be here.”
The 14-year-old man showed his confused face, “I mean?”
“Don't rebel,” take my breath slowly, “Later you get affected.”
Being here for a long time made me understand a few things. Sometimes the man is sweet. However, if there is a situation that he does not want to accept jokes, he could erupt like a volcano.
The other thing I caught, he mastered a lot more things. And he wouldn't hesitate to use it if he wanted to. Yes, if you want. We were safe all along because that man who had underestimated and preferred to have fun.
What happens when he gets tired of having fun?
I pulled my body away from him. Throw my eyes away from the man, “Reply return to your room, before anyone comes to their senses.”
For a moment I saw his face that chose to remain silent. Fortunately, he listened to me and stood up. Now I have to think about this lady of my caretaker.
“Seriously you think so, Rasyi?”
I looked back at him, “There's no other way. Return to.”
Why did he suddenly give an angry expression?
“Hmm!” surprised me when Jagad's hands smothered both of my cheeks and pressed them into one, “kumu keneoppha shuh?!” what the hell are you?!
“Rasyi is gini again. I won't let you like gini,”
I couldn't move as his body approached. Even my face was getting squeezed and getting pulled.
“Remember dong!” he shouted in front of my face, “What purpose are you?!”
The goal?
“If my destination is blurred, continue dating Rasyiqa Dheanfrom Wirandi!”
Eh?!
“Makanya Rasyi do not give up so,” the sound of a gentle Jagad sneaking into my ears, “Let's we run away, well?”
Haha.., Jagad has always been Jagad. An individual like me really needs his random words. Yeah, I'll believe it as always.
But getting out of here is not easy. Aunt Ira is still here.
“Tante how?”
“Tante told me to take you away first,” what? “We seek help first, then we return. Yeah?”
I don't think I can be picky either. I have to increase my heart rate for now, “But that's fast.”
She smiled, “Iya.”
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The end of this tunnel ended up meeting us with a green mess. The forest I never knew did not stop Jagad's move, which drew me to follow him.
Ah, there are people!
“Hidden,” whispered Jagad gave me instructions to join in hiding among the shorter green friends.
Hold your breath while letting anyone through.
Jagad whispered back telling me to go back on the journey, “Pelan-pelan.”
Even though I was determined to trust Jagad. I must have hesitated to escape the location of that many criminals. Just the people I had a glimpse of in the dining room, how would it be if more.
However, Jagad seems to be familiar with this region. Indeed Jagad said he knew how to get out of the building. I never thought we could come out this easy.
Jagad held me back when he found one man on patrol. If we have to go in that direction, it means that this guard is quite difficult for our way. My eyes catch the face of the thinking Jagad.
This guy let go of my hand, “Wait here.”
Where the hell is he going? Wait for. Does he intend to approach her? That one human is not approaching madness, is it?
Surprised me without a sound. Maybe I forgot. Jagad is good at various sports. The result is that the man just got knocked out.
Not like Fares who is a martial arts champion without an athletic background, Jagad has a body that is very possible. Maybe this is what creates her confidence?
This black-eyed man approached and again caught my hand, “Ayo.”
Run, hide, go, sneak. Until I finally felt that it was impossible for those people to patrol so far.
We made it out?
“We should be safe now. Stay straight, if it is not wrong there is a village there.” Jagad pulled me by a leisurely walk.
I can't help my curiosity, “How do you know?”
“People who go to our room often tell stories themselves. Sometimes they also talk about patrol locations. So know deh.”
Hah, I guess there's always a way if we want to? Fortunately there are fools who say so in front of the victim who must have tried to run.
I hope auntie's okay there. I wish there was another lucky break. Nah! Don't rely on luck. We need to get help and help Ira.
“True I said~ We can be free.”
Smiling I responded, “Iya⏤”
THE DOOR!
What is that sound?
“Aargh!”
My grip on the Jagad slipped. The tall body of the Jagad suddenly shortened itself to the left of my eyes.
I turned my gaze to catch the shadow of the Jagad. The face looked panicked and fear was mixed.
Jagad, why are your shoulders flushed?
