
The luxurious sturdy building that had always been my dream in the morning when I woke up. However, the building also makes me sick and want to be released from it immediately.
I rushed out of my room right after Rania came out to the kitchen to make me ice cream. Actually, the feeling of guilt continued to linger in my heart. Will the girl be okay if I leave here? But I also cannot sacrifice my life and also my future son who is still holy and does not know anything.
'May God protect you, Rania.'
Before I left the room, I removed the sandals and hairpins I was wearing. Luckily today I was wearing cheap clothes that I bought myself and I used when I first entered this house. I did it because I didn't want to bring anything that wasn't mine. I'd rather be barefoot like this than have to carry the goods bought with Daffin's money. I don't want that guy counting it as a debt and getting me stuck in his game.
My footsteps were almost inaudible because I didn't use any footwear. I easily passed through the quiet room after room without a single waiter who was usually always busy at this kind of hour. I deliberately chose a detour to avoid the kitchen so as not to be caught by Rania.
My heart was pounding as long as I walked towards the front yard. It seemed like it was my lucky day, not a single person had seen me until I reached the front gate and saw a guard watching the surroundings.
'What should I do? I just need to get him out of there so I can get through that gate.'
"Think, Ayasya! Thinking." I muttered as I continued to observe around.
I saw a large flower pot and pushed it with all my strength to fall.
STOOP...
The pot fell and was destroyed. The ground was scattered and fell on a beautiful flower.
'I'm sorry, flowers.'
"Young lady? You're fine." The burly guard ran over and approached me.
I bowed my head and tried to cry. "I'm doing fine. But can you help me?" whine with a clear face.
"Of course, young lady, what can I help you with?" The guard bowed respectfully.
"Please get me a new pot like this in the barn! I must clean it before Daffin comes home, or he will punish me." I asked, with tears in my heart.
"You just go back inside. I'll ask the waiter to clean it up." suggested the guard and was about to call someone.
"Don't do that! If anyone else knew, Daffin would know, too." I tried to beg.
The guard looks worried. "But, young lady"
"Help me! You know, Daffin's been so mad at me. Can you see me being punished by him?" My tears were so submissive, flowing at the right moment.
"Well, young lady, I'll get you a pot in the barn. You wait here a minute." Finally the guard agreed to my wish despite heavy heart.
Unlike Rania who was immediately darting when I asked her to make ice cream, the guard was a little suspicious of me. He looked at her before entering the house. I waved my hand at him. Like I said, "i'm here."
After believing I was still standing at my place, the guard walked in and left me alone outside. I ran and opened the small gate. The door was never locked because there were maids and some inter-service services that came every day.
"Yes!!! I made it." I cheered and danced in front of the gate.
My axe stopped as soon as I saw a tiny building that I missed so much. These few days, only that place has been my life's goal. My home.
I stepped up, wanting to get inside my house which was only a few meters away from where I was standing. However, I realized that Daffin's house is equipped with CCTV. I can't let Daffin know where I am.
"I must turn." I murmured, and stepped my feet toward the lake.
I hope that doing this will make Daffin think that I'm leaving this neighborhood. That's if he's looking for me and realises my absence.
Before leaving, I looked at the CCTV and waved my hand. "Goodbye, Plankton!" I said as I waved and gave a farewell kiss with my hand.
"I'M FREE!!!"
***
It's been a few meters I stepped, I'm sure the CCTV in Daffin's house will not be able to capture my picture again. I crossed the street and walked very quickly to my house while holding my cramped stomach.
"Patience, Baby, it's our struggle to get back to our own home" I said repeatedly.
Like a thief, I jumped over the fence of my house carefully. My house fence is not very high. This wouldn't have happened if I hadn't lost my keys and the valuables I left in the car.
I went to the door and reached into a pot that was on the table that I accidentally placed on the front porch.
"Here we go." I lifted a key from the pot. "Thank God, I thought you'd run away" I said, then kissed the key.
I was watching the surroundings, it seemed like Rania and the servants at the Daffin house had not noticed my departure. I had to move quickly before they came looking for me.
With a single move, I unlocked the lock and went straight into my comfortable home. My shelter, a place full of dreams and hopes.
The feeling of haru stormed as I stared at the house I had left behind these few days. The atmosphere was still the same as when I left it. There's a smell of Erlan's brother in this house. Every corner of this house holds a sweet memory of Erlan. No tears welled my cheeks as I recalled the first time Erlan and I entered this house.
Flashback...
"Welcome to our little palace, my little wife" said brother Erlan as he opened the blindfold he had tied to me.
A warm and comfortable home. The house that I have always dreamed of and successfully realized by my beloved husband. There's nothing more I can say. I am grateful to have such a perfect life.
"Thank you, Brother." My tears were unstoppable and I immediately hugged Erlan's brother who was looking at me lovingly.
"I love you, Ayasya Erlangga Kencana. And I will love you until my last breath."
Flashback...
Erlan really kept her promise. He loved me until his life left his body. It's just, it's too fast and I'm not even ready. Remembering that makes me weak again. My body leaned against the door and gradually fell to the floor.
"Sister Erlan, Aca came home ...."
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