I KIDNAPPED A HANDSOME CEO
Treating A Wound
Dira was still in disbelief, the man slept for days without eating and drinking.
His body was full of sweat. Repeatedly Erick deliriously called out a name, MOTHER.
"Mothers.. Mother.. Mother," he said softly. His face depicted a sense of unease and fear.
Dira's growing in disbelief, Erick looks very messed up. He also could not bear with the sweat that poured all over his face.
With a small towel, Dira tried to wipe the sweat on the forehead. But suddenly arrived Erick's cold hand caught her.
Of course Dira was shocked, his hands were made not warting. The towel suddenly fell.
Erick slowly opened his eyes, he began to faintly faintly see the figure of Dira. The woman is now beside him.
"Remain you are here" Erick asked quietly.
Dira then released Erick's hand. He looks so nervous, he doesn't want Erick to misunderstand.
"Gak ko," he replied with a brick.
Erick with his weary eyes started to glance, there was a dish of porridge and white water on the side.
With his head still sore Erick tried hard to sit down. He wanted to see Dira clearly.
"You should eat, don't bother me," Dira acted cynically.
"Since when do I tell you to make porridge, I can take care of myself."
Hearing her Dira felt very irritated. Could the man underestimate his effort. It was hard for him to make this porridge.
Brought his tray filled with porridge, he roughly put it.
"Don't baper, I just don't want you to die. Don't you have to live with the smell of corpses."
Dira got up, he immediately left the room. He did not like this awkward situation. It's ridiculous that he should do good. The man is the kidnapper.
"Thank you Dira" said Erick.
Dira, of course, heard the thanks. But he should ignore. He's got to throw everything out about Erick.
Now a special dish was in front of him. Porridge with egg and shrimp topping. Warm water and 3 medicines.
Honestly, Erick wasn't expecting any of this. However, this food will soon make him recover quickly.
Erick put in the first feed. This is really good porridge! Suddenly all the energy began to absorb into his body.
Erick ate with pleasure. What has been in his natural all this time, it will soon be treated.
Only Dira, that woman can be a healer of all lara.
*****
Talking about this house, it is very unique. Whatever Dira found in all corners, there was not the slightest gap to blur.
This house consists of 3 floors. Upstairs there is a fitness room and swimming pool. For the middle floor only contains a bedroom and a place to read. While the bottom floor there is a kitchen, dining room and lounge.
But of all that, there is one strange thing. There are no windows in this house. All walls are tightly closed. Soundproof and no outside sounds could be heard.
Erick knows very well what he wants. Dira must live under pressure, control and supervision.
Erick was sitting staring at the tablet screen. He saw Dira was daydreaming in front of a large painting. It turns out that Erick has always been watching Dira from the camera.
Even Dira himself did not know there were so many CCTVs hidden in the house.
Erick closes the tablet screen, he walks out of the room. Of course want to approach Dira who looks very lonely.
"What do you see" said Erick.
"I don't know what you're trying to do with this painting" Dira explained in shock, not even realizing Erick was sitting next to her.
The painting shows the atmosphere of the beautiful and calm sea beach. There are only shady coconut trees, white sand and pounding waves
There is a lot of Dira's desire in the painting. He wanted to see the outside world. He missed where he could meet so many people.
"What can I give you now?" erick asked with a serious look.
A pointless offer, thought Dira. He no longer wanted to talk about freedom. Dira knew very well Erick would hate her.
Erick really confused her. His attitude seemed to give hope. But in an instant he could crush that hope.
"My heart is sick, you can not make this sick," said Dira with soft eyes. His hands while touching his chest.
Erick sighed, what a woman's request always looks biased.
"Well," Erick replied.
Erick's hand pulled something out of his shirt pocket. That little remote, he's all the keys to this house.
He put a button right in front of the painting. The painting suddenly split into two. Then each one moves sideways until it reaches an angle.
Behind the large painting, there was a huge clear glass. The glass can see everything from the inside. Glass that reflects the moon.
The glass is the window. A very beautiful window. This house, it still has a light!
Dira was aghast, his feet were standing. He opened his mouth wide open, very unable to believe this.
Is this really the outside world?
He walked forward with slow steps. His hands began to touch the texture of the glass. She hugged and cried just for a window.
"Beach? I saw the beach." he said.
A beach very similar to a painting. So all this time Dira was in a pasung in a building close to the beach.
A very beautiful and quiet beach. From up there Dira and Erick could see clearly how the silence of the night could be so dazzling.
Both eyes looked at the sky. So lucky, tonight so many stars scattered. The moon is hanging perfectly.
Dira was crying happily, for her this was the most beautiful surprise of her life. Erick gave it all. Just Erick and always will be Erick.
"Are you happy?" erick asked with a faint smile.
"I'm so happy," Dira then felt her chest again, she wanted to check if the place was not too painful.
Erick approached Dira who had been rendered helpless. Dira who has begun to waver will his determination. For Erick, this was a great opportunity to tap into a woman's heart.
"I told you, your life now belongs to me. I am his one helper, his hope and his future. Be aware of Dira."
Dira crouched down and then she cried. In her mind, maybe what Erick said was the truth.
Disappointed because he could not meet the child and the husband had begun to forget. Every day Erick always brainwashes him relentlessly. Every time Erick always destroys the psychic and the trust.
Then where should that go home?
