Antara Darah dan Hati: Dream Reality English Translation

Chapter 15 Part 1 "Den første runde med tortur"

POV Gertrud

Ah, dear Lodewijk, we finally caught you. Hhh ... Lodewijk, he looks a lot like Ludwig because this time, he has the same hairstyle as Ludwig. He's really sweet but it is very unfortunate that my two sisters and I have to torture him and break his will to solve this case even though he really makes me excited. Well, never mind. I hope he will cooperate with us but even if he's not at least we can offer his corpse to our gods when the public defender ordered by the party replaces him in the court.

My two sisters and I took him to a room in the police hospital. We all went inside and locked the room, placed him who was still unconscious on a chair, tied his hands and feet with the chair's belt and waited for him to wake up from sleep due to the tranquilizers effect that we had shot to him when he tried to escape.

After we waited long enough, he finally woke up. Hihi, he's cute and adorable. I can't wait to put into practice one of the psychological torture techniques I've learned for this interrogation.

I walked to his front, bowed my body slightly and brought my face closer to his, greeted him in a gentle tone.

"Hello, my dear Lodewijk, I'm glad I finally met you again."

He started to thrash, trying to freed himself from the chair. Ah, seeing him like that is like seeing a cat trying to get itself out of its master's embrace but it can't.

"Verdomme! Ah, hello too, heheh. Let me guess, you guys are members of the Staat Straf Eenheid unit, right?" he asked sarcastically.

Wow! Well, well, I never thought he knew what unit I was from. His knowledge makes my lust even more intense but I have to be patient because I want to know how long he can last.

"Wow, your knowledge is so vast! I admire you. What else do you know about the three of us?" I asked him.

"All I know about the three of you, you are triplets. One is called Gertrud, one is called Trude and the other is called Geertuida. Heh, to be honest, when I heard your real names for the first time, I thought my parents are the only ones who were less creative in giving names for their children." he said still in sarcastic tone.

"Hahah, yes. I once asked them that. The reason why they gave names that sounded the same although the writing was different. The three of us are a mixture of 3 ethnic groups which are the fractions of the Aryan race. Our father, he is a Norwegian, our mother, she is half German and half Dutch.

Just as your father and mother named you Lodewijk which is the Dutch version of the name Ludwig, I was named Gertrud because it is the Norwegian version of the name Trude, a name for female in Germany, and Geertruida is the Dutch version." I explained to him.

"Ho, is that so? Aryan race huh? I think the myth about them has died since the fall of Nazi Germany. If their myth of being the best race is true, why their thousand year reich only last in such a short period? I mean, for a race that claims to be on the top, even their empire couldn't last as long as the empire that ever existed in Asia that your people looked down on." he said to me with his sneer.

"Lodewijk, oh, Lodewijk. Don't you pay attention to your surroundings? All the civilizations that exist in the world today always looked up to western civilizations. Look at the Verenigde Staten van Indonesië, who are the ones that made the native civilization here as advanced as our civilization if not your ethnic? Strangely enough, you chose to defend them and be a part of those low human race." I said to him giving reply to his statement.

"Heh, your statement is very ironic. In fact, Most of my ancestors were the ones who used to oppress the natives here actually owed a lot to them. Without the resources that my ancestors took from them through opression, the Netherlands and Europe were just lands filled with barbarians who would fight against each other in order to gain a piece of land that has little value there." he said refuting my statement, then he continued his words.