Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case

32: Mix Stirring

#NOTE: EVERYTHING TYPED HERE IS FICTION. PLEASE READERS DO NOT MISUNDERSTAND ALL THE THINGS WRITTEN BY THE AUTHOR!

[NOTE: THEY USE ENGLISH WHEN TALKING!]

"And right said grandfather. You don't deserve any other forbidden technique other than the seven levels. You're too temperamental, Senor. You never want to make peace with your past, even after you kill the people involved in the tragedy. But, did you know? The man next to you—I mean your husband—Her father, as well as himself was involved in your Walker family chain," Haz glanced at James who was pointing a Wesson 44 Magnum gun at him. He's unmoved.

The nurse who had just come out of a patient's room screamed hysterically. Alkaf and Jel are shocked because James dared to pull out a weapon inside the hospital. Milla was equally shocked, but she was not surprised by the gun issued by James, but his words just now.

"Why? Not shooting? To you, I'm just a strange woman who unlocks all your secrets, right? Why lie to your own wife?" Haz sneered cynically. "You make it as if you saved her, making it seem as if you were not involved in the tragedy. Senor Milla's first assumption is not wrong. You were involved in it."

Finished saying this, the trigger pulled James. The bullet came out from inside.

Surprisingly, Haz is as if he cannot be shot with a gun. In front of everyone, he's like just a shadow project with bullets penetrating him—if watching the movie 'Scooby-Doo & The Haunted Island' you must know the criminals there are using the camera project to make themselves able to penetrate everything. But this is not a movie!

There were no injuries on his body. Haz got rid of her body. Everyone can see the bullet lodged in the Whisk and Ric patient's room.

Alkaf and Jel sighed, relieved also confused at the same time. They knew Hazelia Lify could do it. However, showing people like this, a little ....

Haz yawns wide. "I don't need to burden myself with this kind of silliness. I guess a leader of a dark organization can use his brain to not attract people and make a Monster show like he's not human. Oh yeah, I forgot, Monsters aren't human!"

"Whatever the man will explain, he's still your husband, Senor, which is why I said you're not ready. You ask how to be a good parent. You never take your revenge. He did not want to do so because of guilt. It's a wonder you can be found in a bond of life" Haz shook his head. "A tiring day, I would rather take care of two people lying in a hospital bed than spend time with two others who look like fools now, one was dishonest with his partner, one never let go of his grudge."

Once again, James pulled the trigger and the bullet ejected.

But this time it wasn't lodged in the door of the patient's room, it was between two fingers of Haz flanking him. The woman threw an empty bullet on the floor.

Ting!

Ting!

Ting!

Andrian who had just come, was stunned by the horrified sight he saw.

Haz was quiet this time. He made no comment and went straight inside. I hate myself, her heart.

"No need to pretend not to listen, Whisky Woods. You've come to your senses since then," Haz sighed harshly. He chose to sit next to Ric's hospital bed. The man's condition was really severe due to the poison that entered his body.

"I don't want to go back to France" said Whisk. "I don't remember you. I did experience Lost Memory. Not that I'm going to throw out the people who are already present. I don't want to go home!"

"You have to go home!" snapped Haz rough. "Dump all that! Just throw away your silly thoughts of wanting to stay here. You are wasting your time and your world! Why survive ... why do you hang with someone if you don't remember them!? What's for?" There was no flow that soaked the woman's cheeks. His heart hurts like a knife. His mind was in a mess, hoping that Whisk would soon return to France so he wouldn't see him again. He ... really .. really .. he has really given heart to Whisky Woods. But for what!? For what if that man alone did not remember it!? He felt he was just a figure ..not worth remembering by the Whisk.

"I don't know what stupidity I've done for you. I don't wanna know. I can't remember your name, what I've been through with you, but I won't give up! Only your face I remember! In here!" Whisk patted his chest. A feeling of tightness fills the lungs with each breath. He was claustrophobic about hearing Haz's words. She doesn't remember, she doesn't remember anything she's been through with Haz. But, for some reason, all that was left of her, from her heart, was only the woman's face. Haz's face when smiling sweetly, or reddishly, held back anger and resentment. But, that's all enough! That was all enough to be the reason he didn't want to go back to France, his homeland! She doesn't want to leave Hazelia Lify! He did not want to make himself hurt, acting like a fool like Fu Cha Fu Heng from the drama The Story of Yanxi Palace! He did not want to make the most stupid mistake of his life for having left what was already before his eyes! Not at all! Enough's enough!

"Go home ..," Haz asked, this time in a more subtle voice, even whispering softly in the Whisk's ear.

Whisk shook his head firmly. "I'm not going home! I don't want to! I don't want to! I want to be with you! I will never act like a fool! Keeping you in your heart?! Getting yourself hurt?! Surrender what? HUH! Am I stupid? Thought not. Would a fool clean hard like this? Could be. I can be a fool for remembering your face! If I can't see your face, I'll really be a fool!" emphatically.

"You shouldn't know me" said Haz. His voice choked to the point of not being able to go up to his throat, unable to say what he wanted to say. For a moment, he looked like a fool. His eyes were puffy because he was constantly crying.

"What did you say? I shouldn't know you?" Inflamed whisky. He really can't let Haz just walk away. Instead of letting go of someone he had forgotten, he would rather get to know the woman once more. He doesn't want to make the slightest mistake.

Whisk imagines if one day he remembers all about her and Hazelia Lify, imagining her dumb facial expression rushing to fly to Indonesia only to see the woman he loves has been in the arms of someone else. Of course he didn't want that to happen, or rather, he would never let that happen. As long as it can still be repaired now, then fix it, as it is in his mind.