I Will Become A Mother : Another Life

Arrival : I

I open my eyes to see a brown colored, roof? My vision is not sharp yet, kind of blurry to me. I blinked my eyes until my sight regain.

It took me quite a while to recognize that I'm not in my right place. Actually this place is different, so foreign to me that I'm starting to worry a lot. I scanned the whole place, a room that has little furniture and I currently am, on a bed.

The bad is not new as my own, this is someone else place. In addition, I do not stay in a hut like residence.

No one in my area or list of acquaintances, friend or family do.

This is twenty first century and you hardly get those places in a busy city, in Tokyo.

I want to inspect the area in case I was kidnapped. My parents are famous for having people who disliked them, given that they are one of the corporate leader and really rich.

I sit up on the bed that is consisting of hay and a fluffy feather pillow. The pillow is really fluffy.

I touched my head and eventually draw my hand to my forehead. My head is aching as hell .It feels like I ran into something or my head cuts open. Maybe I maybe exaggerate but that is how I can describe the pain.

I looked upward and saw a person, a man within 40 years old, wearing a brown coat with a grey clothes and black shoes that looked a little bit worn out.
He was holding a metal tray that hold a small basin filled with water and some white translucent piece of clothes?

Gauze for dressing wound?

The spectacle person approaches me and put the tray on the bed, asking me how I felt right now.

"It hurts a bit and ahhh..." she groaned a bit as the pain came.

"I think that you need to go to a clinic. Maybe you can get better with better medicine and prescription. I know that will cost a lot to you but this wound can give you a trouble if you don't seek a better doctor."

Huh? Why do I need to go to clinic? And why he sounds like I'm poor?

"Excuse me, may I ask you a question?" I said, asking to this old man who seems to be a bit concerned to me.

"Go on. What do you want to ask?" he confirmed to me.

"Actually some questions, thank you. First of all, who are you and where am I? Did I get in an accident?"

The man was confused, looking at me as if I have turned crazy or something else possessed me.

"Well, I am an old pharmacist in the town. I came because I was told that you fell outside and hurt your head. When I first came, you were bleeding a lot. And for the second question, you are in your house, I didn't bring you to the town because you need to be treat before your wound get worse and your house is a bit isolated and far from main road."

"Then why you did not send me to the hospital or a clinic when you first arrived? I mean, a phone call to an emergency center will be really helpful even though I'm in such condition." She reasoned with the old man. A little bit unsatisfied.

I can die, you know. And I feel that this going to leave a hole and an ugly scar. But wait a second; did he just say that this is my house?

"Hmm... I have no idea of what you are saying. An emergenn.. What? And I don't have this thing called a phone? "

Is it a new magic, but I never heard such thing in the town. The old man thought to his self.

"Did you just say this is my house? I have no such as this one. Anyway, please lend me your phone. I need to call someone to pick me up."

"I think that you need some more rest, seeing that you were awake due to the pain. I will send some medical herbs for you tomorrow. I hope you will eat the medicine that I leave here today. And please, don't let the water touch the wound. It will get worse if such thing happen."

Did this old man think that he can subdue me here? Why doesn't he give me the phone. Let me check. My phone where is it? Am I really being kidnapped! God!!!

Take a breath and focus. Analyze the situation. I am not tied and my legs are free. Only head is a bit spinning but I can handle this. Headache can wait until I escaped.

The old man does not aware of what this woman is up too. He just picked up the tray back and next, a blur passed right next to him. The woman is gone. How come she can run when she is sick?!

"There's the exit." Then, head to road or something major. A police station if I'm lucky.

I turned the knob to my freedom and go through it as fast as I can. Who knows that, he have some people with him but I escaped without hesitation. There is no way he knew my action. I just woke up.