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The melody of water swirling freely in the wide river or in an open space, splashing sounds and some of them trickling on the ground. Are the first noises I heard, I sharpened my hearing asking myself where I am until I heard a sniff. Someone is crying. After few while, it became a loud sob along with almost whisper whimpering. I tried to search my surrounding but all I see is darkness, caging me sending shivers down my spine.
Ash
I woken up by a nightmare. I am sure it was Suga's voice; my husband. I automatically get up from the single bed with soft cushion trying to remember what happened to me before I get here. Yet, my mind was in my nightmare. I'm afraid something wrong was going on to him. I hope God don't allow it but I will blame myself if he had flooding. I now regret leaving, why didn't I thought about it earlier?
My heart beating fast inside my chest while I scan the small room. There was no other furniture except to this single size bed with one pillow.
It surprise to see that they didn't tie me. Escape was the first thing my mind occurs. This bedroom seems very quiet. I took this chance and walk towards the door with my stomach growling. I'm sure hungry because I'm not sure how long I've been asleep and all my things are not with me. Therefore, I don't care. What I am targeting is to get out of this place.
I carefully rotated the door knob and slowly opening it with my eyes almost close because it creates pitch sound. I'm afraid it would capture attention of anyone outside this door. And, my instinct failed me. Instead, there is an old familiar man sat down on a chair with his legs crossed and looks like waiting for me to come out that room.
I remained stand still frozen. My heart beat doubles at the moment. Anger, confusion, amazement, foolishness are all collided resulted me to shake my head and reject the truth as everything replays in my brain. On how this old man gave me a hanky like a concern citizen which will kidnap me later on. But, can I call this kidnapping? He was my father. The abusive father I thought died 3 years ago because of the debtor who had chased and killed him. Now I know why mom didn't looked for his remains and just told me that some people sent him a message that they murdered him.
They are accomplice.
"Are you not going to give Dad a hug? I missed you so much!" The old man curve a sarcastic smile on his face. Wrinkles connected at the corner of his lips became obvious, his forehead had multiple lines that he has since before shows. The only thing that change at him is his clothes. My father can now wear a expensive suit and sparkling black leather shoes.
"Why would I? My father died three years ago. Let me go out this place now!" Surprisingly, I manage to yell at him that I've never done before. Maybe, my heart was filled already with hatred. That fear don't sink in easily just because of him.
"Whoa! My young girl have grown into a brave woman. You got your mom's genes!" He freed a deep husky voice laugh while his eyes squinted giving access to the wrinkles on the edge of his eyes viewed and the sag of his permanent eyebags grows little bigger.
