Abbysca Transmigration

The Dark Side that Doesn't Go Lost Despite Being Swallowed by the Times

Bandung, June 13, 2009

It was a slightly cloudy afternoon, not as bright as this afternoon. Because the little girl who had changed her school uniform at that time, was seen coming down the stairs carefully. Understandably, his legs were so short, not as long as his father who could pass three steps at once without a hitch.

Usually, Gara does not like to go down to the main floor if it is not for dinner with his father and mother. But for this time, the boy who soon graduated from elementary school did something that was not as usual. The gripping silence inside the mansion made Gara feel a little curious, wanting to find the whereabouts of the people who lived here. When he returned home from school, Gara was only alone with the driver who immediately returned to the front post after making sure his young master arrived safely.

The pure eagle netra stared around as her tiny legs reached the living room. The little lips pursed when they found the atmosphere there that was still the same as before. Then, he stepped towards the dining room located not far from there. And there's no one there either. Tilting his head, feeling strange and confused.

"Ma?"

"Papa?"

Where's everybody going? the servants were not there either. Are they in the back garden?

Following his instinct, little Gara passed through the side door that directly connected him with the vast greenery. Passing the path made of small stones that will not hurt the feet. He stopped when he saw the long dining table beside the pool was so messy, filled with food and drinks scattered in a place that should not be. However, there was no one there. Did everything suddenly disappear when he came home?

"Did they eat big without me?" because of the small voice that seemed to grumble, he seemed to dislike the reality.

His feet went back a step deeper, almost past the small pavilion he rarely visited. Gara was excited to get close when she heard a faint voice that sounded from inside there. Maybe people are there. He stopped right in front of a large door that was slightly open. His eyes narrowed, trying to find something.

"Stop!"

"Why? are you afraid that the woman carrying your child is dead?"

"You what the fuck is Melly? I told you that I'd consider him my sister."

"Haha. Where is the sister who is pregnant with her sister's child? you kidding?"

"He's the brother of my long-dead friend, Melly. She was a little mentally disturbed because she had to get pregnant by someone she did not know. Please understand."

"Basin' on a liar! you are very good at putting together fake stories. You just told me she was pregnant with your child. What trouble? you bastard."

"Why do you keep accusing me? you have proof for what you said?"

"She comes to this house almost every Sunday, and then you tell the waiter to make the dishes he likes. Where do you think my mind is going other than in that direction?"

"He was sick and had no family. My friend left it to me. Then how should I share?"

"You just give him money to live comfortably under someone's care. It's not like this."

"You won't understand, Melly."

"Because you never said anything. Just shut up and shut up all this time. Then which part should I understand?"

"Melly!"

"What's? isn't it good that he's dead? let's make him die so your mistakes can be covered."

Prangs!

Bruk!

The noise within the room grew increasingly chaotic. Gara who had been peeping from the open door crevice trembled in fear. His childish face was pale with cold sweat drenching his forehead and temples. His hands clenched together beside his body, like he was encouraging himself to stand straight.

His net rolled, staring at everyone who was there. His father and mother were staring at each other with a hostile aura, the servants he had been looking for, then a young woman he had seen quite often lately. They did not look okay, even with Gara who was in severe shock because he saw a knife full of blood in the woman's hand.

I don't know who was hurt. But from the sound of screams that were heard, it seemed like everyone was in fear.

"Let's down! we can talk about all this well. Your hand is hurt."

"Look, you are like a lover persuading his depressed spouse."

"You are selfish!"

"Enough! can't you follow my words? it's been precarious."

They are no longer able to pay attention to them. His breathing was stingy, his chest was a little sore, his eyes were red withstanding the cries. The last time he remembered was the cry of the mother, the screech of the father, as well as the screams of the maids.

The little guy fell. Gara's body lay in front of the door with her head facing the door slit. His eyes were still open, but his consciousness was almost gone. Because the creeps were not playing when he saw the woman staring at him with a creepy grin on her blood red lips. Before his eyes were completely closed, he also saw the two hands of the woman that were filled with blood. Outstretched near him, as if ready to strangle his neck.

Because of screaming in my heart. Only the dark heard his pain.

September 12th, 2022

"Agh!"

"Stop! help!"

"Help me!"

The eagle's netra opened abruptly. Because the dazed looked around him and realized that he was sitting in a chair with a half-lying position. His breathing was stingy, his face was pale, his body was trembling in fear. Suppressing the rumble in her chest, Gara ventured to look at someone standing nearby.

The man who was slightly older than Gara smiled faintly, "You're back? thank goodness." He said, releasing something from his hand.

"What.what happened?" a hoarse voice came out from his dry throat.

"Sleep only. But it seems you're having a bad dream." The doctor paused his sentence while filling the empty glass with mineral water, then handed it to Gara, "drink first!"

Because he looked at the glass with an empty view, but his hand stretched out trying to reach the glass even though with a trembling state. Honey, it's like I don't have any energy at all. The hand stopped in the middle of the road, then fell lurchily over his own lap. What's wrong with her?

"Em, maybe Miss Abbysca can petrify you." The doctor gave the glass to someone who was behind Gara.

Abbysca who had been silent since then without making any sound moved. Though hesitant, he did what the doctor asked. Her tiny hand grabbed the glass and carefully helped Gara to drink. And miraculously, the man did not refuse. Although somewhat surprised by Abby's unexpected presence, his fear after waking up from a nightmare is greater than that.

Abby keeps the glass in her hand on the table, then realizes that there is no one else in the room but her and Gara. The doctor left without their knowledge. She shrugged her shoulders, trying not to care. Then, his hand took out several sheets of tissue that happened to be located on the same table.

After that, Abby returned to Gara and wiped the sweat that flooded the handsome face without warning, making the owner blink in surprise.

"You must be scared." Abby said slowly with eyes that focused on her activities. Not caring about Gara who is now looking at him closely.

"Having nightmares for decades is not fun." Abby was just about to move away before her hand was grabbed by Gara.

Their eyes clashed against each other, as if they were diving into the depths of their past. The woman blinked several times as she looked at the reddened and teary-eyed Netra of the eagle.

"You're fine sa-"

And after that, Abby really can't speak anymore. His body had already drowned in Gara's arms. The large body wrapped around his tiny body easily, even with the stocky arms of Gara encircling his slender waist. Unlike the previous hug, this time Abby felt a fearful and agitated tremor from Gara's body. The man was looking for protection from someone who could help him.

Before long, Abby felt wet on her left shoulder. For crying.

. . .

TB

Good mornin. Good wishes to all of us. Sorry to be here again after two days of disappearing. Thank you to friends who are always loyal waiting for the continuation of this story and sorry for not responding to comments full of support and love from the readers.

Today I plan to go up twice. Hopefully can. Spirit for all of us. ^_^

Greetings, greetings,

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