Between Me, You, And That Baby
Ep. 5
In another different place….
A place unknown to both men. Knowing the two had only run far enough out of nowhere. Just running without looking…
“Handsome boys” said the man one.
“True, he is indeed as handsome as his father” reply man two. Both felt that they were far enough away so decided to take a break, somewhere.
“How is this, what should we do to him now???” ask the man one.
“Of course protect it. He is the heir to power, then he is the most targeted at this time” is obviously the man of two.
“It's not easy to hide this sweet boy, you know that?” the man one said.
“Which is right, what a hard thing to hide a baby” the man of two does not believe the words of man one.
“Indeed our enemies do not know for sure what this baby looks like because his father really hid his existence neatly, but the traitor knows it, he knows that this baby is half Indo, he knows, and his face leaned more towards his mother who was a stranger. Asia however not Indo” is obviously the man of one.
“Yes, you have a point too” nod the man two.
“But we have a more pressing problem that babysitting is not our forte. I was afraid he could die from my carelessness” said man one.
“You're right, I'm not good either. But we can not leave it in orphanage” said man two.
“Why?” the one man was astonished.
“Because as far as I know he still has a sister. Ahhh, I know. Let's just hand this baby over to his brother”
And only the cry of the baby answered him. Blending in the darkness of the night.
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AQILLA POV'S
Danger might still be asking me. Those violent men must have been tearing up the whole town to find me the witness who escaped. If they do not manage to find me until the eve of the trial – either when it is but hopefully in the near future, then the shadow of the death penalty or rot in prison fills their minds. Surely, day by day they were getting more and more unsettled, confused, and angry to find me.
Good thing, you vile criminals deserve it. I hope your night is haunted by anxiety, the same thing I've been feeling lately.
“Aqilla”
"Iya” answered.
“Madam wants to talk to you”
I looked at the woman in red with a confused look,
“What's up?Why did madam call me?” To send someone to pick me up anyway, in my seclusion room.
Since I came here, this is the first time Madam Kim has wanted to talk to me. Usually he just came to my room to greet me in the morning, then the rest of the day then I was left milling around in the room doing whatever I wanted – made me feel like Rapunzel alone.
What's up, huh??? Does madam Kim have the latest news from my uncle???.
The woman in red – as far as I know her name is Sandra, not answering my question.
Without much explaining he asked me to follow him to the main building of The Insomnia.
Yes, the place of business conducted by madam Kim is called The Insomnia, and run on a fairly large plot of land. So that there can be two buildings, namely the two–-story main building where all prostitution activities take place on the right wing, and an additional three-story building, as well as a third-story building, it was used as a residence for Kim's own madam, the servants he worked for, as well as his prostitutes, whose building was on the left wing. So the story of the aunt who often delivers food for me. And for the past week, I've also been a resident there.
Note; I hope this is only a temporary hitchhiking until the trial for the murder of my father and my spouses is held . It wasn't the label of his prostitution that made me uncomfortable, but rather I didn't have any freedom while I was here.
Actually I'm a witness in a protection program or a prisoner anyway???
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