Captain Josh's Small Wife

Stories of the past

Freesia began to wake up and slowly opened her eyes. His memory began to return, the last thing he remembered was when the thugs beat him unconscious because he continued to rebel. Freesia slowly got up and sat down leaning against the headboard, the girl scanned the surroundings, she was in a foreign place but definitely not her place in the previous room.

"I where?" he asked himself, the girl grimaced as she felt her lips ache and her body hurt all over. "Josh, I'm afraid," said Frey, the girl touched her neck and did not find Josh's necklace. "Where's my necklace?"

Kriekk....

Frey bit her inner lips as she heard the sound of the door opening, the girl shuffled and felt fear, who would come out from behind the door, would that person hurt her again?

Frey squinted his eyes, trying to sharpen his vision and find out who was walking towards him. A well-dressed man carried a tray in his hand. The man smiled when he saw Frey was awake.

"You're aware, miss? How's your condition?" ask Andrew politely.

"You who?" Frey asked with fear.

"I'm Andrew. You have nothing to fear, you are in a safe place" replied Andrew kindly, the man placing a tray on the nightstand next to the bed. "Miss should eat first so that miss quickly recovers."

"Where am I?" Frey asked again.

"In the place where you should be."

"What does that mean?

"Eat the lady, soon the madam will meet you. Don't worry, I don't put poison in your food!" Andrew smiled and walked out of the room.

Frey glanced at the side of the nightstand, his stomach hungry but he was afraid of dying from the poison. She can't just trust a guy she just saw once, right?

"But I'm a really laper," Frey held onto his belly who kept on protesting. "Ah bodo very, if I do not eat the same I will die of hunger," Frey grabbed the tray. His saliva almost dripped looking at the rice and grilled chicken along with the sambel and his default. "Well, Mr. Andrew knows what my favorite food is" Frey muttered, slowly starting to eat to treat his hunger.

"Gue must be strong, I must be able to get away from this place. Josh must be very worried."

Frey went back up on the bed when she heard the sound of the door opening. He wished Andrew had come and helped him get home. But this time it was not Andrew who came to see the old woman he knew so well.

"Mrs Maggie" cried Frey. Various questions filled Frey's head. How did Maggie get to this place? Was that old woman the one who brought him here?

"You're sober?" maggie asked with a faint smile on her face, the old woman was sitting on the chair beside the bed.

"What's the lady helping me?" ask Frey without further ado.

"Mrs? Didn't we agree to call me oma?"

"Sorry oma. Can I drive you home? Josh must be so worried?" pinta Frey was serious.

"Going home? Where are you going to go home? You're at home now, Frey" said Maggie and managed to confuse Frey.

"I have to go home to my husband, please take me home!"

"Your house is here Frey!"

"What do you mean?" ask Frey, confused.

"I think Jennifer told you that?"

Degs...

"Don't joke madam. I have to go home now!"

"I never joke Freesia Lovina Zantman! You must be wondering, right? Alright, I'll tell you slowly!"

Although Frey doesn't want to believe it, his instinct tells him to listen to all of Maggie's stories. The girl began to be curious about the past that she did not remember. Anne always refused to tell her past.

"I have two children, one boy and one girl. He's Fedrik Zantman and Annastasya Zantman. You must know Annastasya Zantman, right? Anne Bini? maggie begins the story.

"You know aunt Anne?"

"Of course, she's my daughter!"

"Cannot be. All this time my aunt never even told me if we still had a family," Frey said, trying to evade Maggie's words.

"Because your aunt is angry with oma, that's why she ran away with you!"

"Why is Aunt Anne angry?"

Maggie let out a long sigh, the woman will go back to telling her about their past. "It all started when Fedrik met your mother. Fedrik defied me and chose to marry your mother secretly. They ran away and lived in Indonesia. Until the incident finally happened. You were probably 8 at the time. When both of your parents died in a plane crash."

"A plane crash?" asked Freesia with trembling lips.

"Yes. Do you know who caused your parents to die?" Frey just shook his head.

"Janzsen, it was the family that caused your parents to die!"

"What?" peekik Frey can't believe it. "Don't you say they died in a plane crash, then why are you blaming the Janzsen family?"

"Because the plane belongs to the Janzsen family. Their greed has put my son to death. They bought a used plane that wasn't worth flying!"

"Don't talk about Maggie's bullshit!" frey does not accept her husband's family being accused.

"I'm not lying Freesia. The ones who killed both your parents. You can ask Anne if you don't believe me!"

Frey's body trembled violently, yet she tried to remain calm. "Then what do you mean to suddenly come and tell me all this?"

"I've been watching you for a long time. I was angry when I found out you were married to one of the Janzsen family members. I'm telling you this so you know who the Janzsen family really is. Your parents died because of them, didn't you have to take revenge!"

Frey smiled knot. "Vengeance. Wh-wh-what for? My parents must have calmed down in nature!"

"What about your lost memories? You don't want to remember the good times with your parents?"

"lost memory? Me? Don't be silly, Miss Maggie!"

"You don't even remember if you were on that plane, do you? How poor!"

"I was on that plane?"

SERIATE...

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