Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case

33: Little Haz

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

[NOTE: THEY USE ENGLISH WHEN TALKING!]

Haz did not reply to Whisk this time. Enough Hazelia Lify! If you fall even deeper, someone will have to lift you from the bottom of the deepest river! haz's mind has finished all his arguments.

"If you can't tell me, then I'll be the narrator here, Hazelnut!" snapped Alkaf. He and Jel and Andrian enter the patient's room, finding Haz sitting behind the Whisk and the door.

James and Milla were not seen. They're solving a problem James made earlier.

"Don't cut me off!"

Haz's mouth, which had been opened, was tightly clenched again. He knew this was the right time to get things straight, all the problems he was making and his capricious nature. Enough of you hurting three people you just met because of your bad past in your heart, Hazelia Lify, she thought. He took a long breath. Trying to harden his heart so as not to cry when Alkaf began the story of his sad life. He did not want to remember at all, especially about him tearing the adoption letter right in front of the face and the two pairs of eyes of the person who adopted him.

"If you want to hear, Whisky Woods," Alkaf said threateningly, staring intently at the Whisk with a murderous gaze. "Be a good boy and don't interrupt my story."

Gluey! Everyone gulped at the threat of Alkaf, including the Whisk himself. The reddish-browed man smiled nervously and nodded repeatedly at Alkaf.

"Good!" praise Alkaf. "We're starting this shitty story ...."

Twenty-two years ago, when Hazelia Lify was four ...

Ten o'clock past ten minutes, inside a spacious bedroom in an orphanage of the provincial capital of West Kalimantan ...

Little Hazelia Lify sat by the edge of her bed when the orphanage children had experienced a very sweet sleeping flower. The atmosphere was so silent that only his own heartbeat, the sound of his laziness coming out of his nose, and a few soft snores of sleeping children, as well as the endless clock ticking loudly. Tik ... Gts ....

Pt ... Pt ... Pace ....

Cret!

The sound of the footsteps in the hallway of the parlour was clearly heard in the small, intelligent ears of Haz. The little girl knew Mother Shinta— - the one who set up the orphanage and became the foster parent of all the children who were banished to her place - was on a night patrol, check if all the children in the room they occupy have slept or not. The door was opened and left the face of an early thirty-year-old woman with an oil lantern in her hand—it was still the year 2000, electricity is still rarely found even though there is an PLTA. She is Mother Shinta, little Haz's guess is not wrong at all.

"Hazelia?" Mother Shinta called out to him and approached towards him.

Little Haz could only stare pusingly at Mother Shinta, then soon ignored the woman sitting next to him. Little Haz wandered deep into the darkness. As a four-year-old who is intelligent and thinks like an adult, it is a heavy burden for him. Such a gift was extremely difficult for him to accept.

Mother Shinta let out a long breath. He knew he shouldn't burden a child with such a thing. The woman felt guilty for little Haz. He patted the little Haz on the shoulder to calm himself down.

Little Haz brushed off Mother Shinta's hand, then rushed into the blanket and closed her eyes tightly. The girl did not want to listen to any explanation from Mother Shinta at all. I don't want to believe everything Mother told me! little Haz cried in a sad heart.

"Hazelia," Mother Shinta patted the tiny body softly, trying to comfort her. "You're mad at Mother, aren't you, honey? Forgive Mother yes ... lie to you ... Mother did not mean that .... Look, Mommy knows that Hazelia is a smart and wise child, also an adult. It's inappropriate at this age to get such a big award, which is why Hazelia is so sensitive, isn't it?"

Little Haz only answered him with a small mutter. "Hm ...."

"Mother is doing this for Hazelia's own good. Mother wants Hazelia to grow up to be a child with many achievements, can Hazelia understand?"

Once again, little Haz only replied to her with a short mutter.

Maybe I forced it too much ... Mother Shinta thought so. The woman let out a long sigh for a moment, then resumed her words, "Mother didn't mean to lie to Hazelia. But, think of the outside world, son .. You will not only meet new friends, you can go to school, and you can have fun. In this place, Mother is not able to send you all ... Maudy also got a new scholarship to attend school .. You understand right?

This time little Haz did not reply to Mother Shinta's question. He speaks a thousand languages. He did not want to hear what the woman was saying anymore. The words just now were also enough to burden the little girl. I don't want to hear anymore, her heart.

Instead of understanding little Haz's feelings, Mother Shinta urged him. "Hazelis"

"Don't say anything more, Bun. Of course Mommy can choose to sell me to the rich couple for the money that will be received by Mommy herself. I hope you don't do this to other children like me" Haz said clearly, all of which were buried in his heart. She was a child, but her style seemed to be very mature. Don't look at his small, short body, people don't expect there to be an intelligent brain in it.

Mother Shinta looks like slapping little Haz's cheek, but considering she promises little Haz relief from deformities and slightest injuries, little Haz's problem of having an adult mindset has made the child mentally disabled. Young children should be plain, adorable, and impressionable to the person who will adopt it. A slap wound alone would be a big rejection from the couple, so little Haz was only given a 'goodnight kiss' on her cheek.

Of course little Haz knew what Mother Shinta meant as if to say, "You're lucky little devil! If only no one wanted a child like you, I would slap you and throw you under a bridge!"

Actually, what was I born for? My parents just do not know where is ... now I have to do the order of the person I call as 'Mother' in this place? Help me .. I hate myself like this ....

Back to the patient's room ...

"Can you imagine the difficulty of being a child with such mature thinking?" alkaf asked the— people including James and Milla who had just entered the patient room.

Haz washed away the cold sweat that was constantly flowing from Ric's forehead and neck. He ignored Alkaf's question, knowing it was not intended for him. Instead of hearing her meaningless childhood story, she decided to think about who was Thomas Bara's 'Master' and why he claimed to be Rael, also what was his motive for wanting to harm Ric also kidnapped him. The woman could hear people's answers.

Jel himself did not answer, because in the past when asked, he had answered. "I would rather run away from that orphanage than the Mother of the Devil to make me a guarantee of her wealth desire. Anyway after he sold you he ..." That woman was right, Haz should have just run away from there! But, that way was not worn at all. He felt it would be futile to run away from the orphanage, if he met a good person, good life also lived. But, out there are a hundred people who are the same as Mother Shinta, and a thousand people who are far more evil than her. Good guys? Only one in a thousand! So don't expect too much.

Haz could hear one by one people answering Alkaf's questions. There is only one answer that is the same as what he did before. And the answer is ...