Love And Ambition (Spasibo Iyubimyy)

Apologise

The car kept going further and further into the forest. But my fear has not diminished. And so did Lian and Ron, they continued to fret. Who knows if there are enemies chasing us or waiting for us in the forest to attack. A few minutes from the gate, Lian turned the car away from the road through a small and narrow road. Looks like we're not going to Gian's parents' house. I saw Ron sitting quietly and leaning his head into his seat and taking a deep breath. Lian is like that too. I thought we were in the safe zone.

Instantly I realized that Ken wasn't with us as we passed by a pack of men in the woods. Ron seemed to have left him.

"Ken, where?" I asked Ron who was still leaning his bald head behind his seat. She's speechless. I looked at Lian hoping for a clue, but she shut her mouth.

"What happened to Ken?" The second question was asked out loud. Ron lowered his head, closed his eyes then rubbed his face violently. Shortly after, he raised his head and smiled at me.

"He's safe now." Answer's short. I scrunched my forehead suspiciously. My gut feeling is that Ken couldn't have survived that very critical situation.

"Parent? Did anyone come to save her while we were gone?" that stupid question is actually just a decoy to know the clarity of Ken's circumstances.

"Madam, Ken has chosen his safe path. And that makes him proud. I hope the lady understands." Ron tried to act ordinary. He didn't seem to want to hear me ask again.

I looked at Ron lekat2. His face was lethargic, his chest moving down and up quickly, his attitude that avoided my gaze, made me understand. Ken chose to sacrifice himself for my safety. As a psychology graduate and consultant for 3 years, I understand this very well. I'm sure the gun I heard earlier came from a twin. Either Ken was shot or shot himself. I sighed, and closed my eyes tightly. Guilt is in my heart and mind. Someone would die for me. Someone gave his life for my life. Is that to be proud of?

There have been two lives lost for my life. First the father who always banged his bones to make a living to raise and send me to school. Until the end of his life, Dad still had time to send me money for my needs in the campus. He was still saving up for my final college assignment. And now, now he's gone a long way, and I've lost him. Now, Ken, who was a stranger to me, sacrificed his life for my life. He who should be able to live another decade2 years, chose to end it for the sake of loyalty. I haven't even had time to talk to him just to say sorry or thank you.

Unknowingly, my tears fell down my cheeks. How should I take advantage of this life I have lived that has taken the lives of others. Do I have to thank her or cry? Should I enjoy this breath, while others choose to stop it. I'm so useless. I feel so guilty. Sorry Ken, for everything. May you be calm in nature.

A few hours later, we arrived at an old building in the middle of the forest. The building is surrounded by cherry trees in bloom. Several men stood upright lined up along the front yard of the house. The guards of this old house are not as many as the guards in Gian's residence. Two guards approached the car we were riding in and opened the door for me. I looked towards Lian who had come down before me and stood beside the man who opened the door for me. Lian nodded her head for me. I got out of the car and followed Ron and Lian into the old building. This old building reminds me of Skyfall in the James Bond action movie. The design and texture are similar.

Ron walked ahead of us. Upon our arrival in the living room, Ron immediately approached a pole touching him slowly and set his eyes on the side wall of the entrance. Arrived2 the wall shook and the floor opened. I was back amazed to see it. This is like a Hollywood movie where every building displays surprises that make you amazed. Even James Bond's Skyfall has a secret passageway.

Ron then walked to the open floor which turned out to be the entrance and presented the stairs to the basement. This is not much different from Gian's residence which is now somehow his condition. We went down that ladder. We finally reached the floor in a long hallway, after descending 13 steps. Two guards who followed us down, blamed the flashlight and led us to a door.

When the door opened, a pure white light burst out to welcome us. We entered a clean white room with bright lights. This room is like a five-star hotel room, very spacious, exceeding the breadth of the ancient buildings above it. I was amazed to see this room. But the returning leg felt pained, discharging my admiration in this basement. The wound is getting worse. I held onto Lian because my legs were no longer able to support me. Realizing that I was injured, Lian immediately picked me up and took me into a room, then called for a maid.

"Cleanse yourself. This woman will help you." He said to me, and he was about to leave.

"Lian, please don't go far. Please." Please." I said while looking at him with sadness. I feel alien to this place. It makes me uncomfortable. It seems like the events that happened today made me feel uncomfortable where2. Even in this magnificent room, my feelings are not calm.

"I'm not far away, I'm on standby at your door." he said. Then it passed. I looked at the maid Lian called out earlier with a faint smile. He then pushed me into the bathroom and helped me take off my clothes. Then I told him to come out. Because I can shower myself.

After the shower, I called him back to put me in bed. He also brought me a short dress to wear. When I was changing, he turned on the heating and cleaned the bathroom. After that I told him to go back to his other duties.

Lian went into the room when the waiter left. Lian came in a P3K box. He approached me and pulled me onto the sofa. Then squat in front of me to clean my leg wounds and bandage them with bandages.

"Thank you Lian." My words were sincere when he finished treating my leg. He just smiled and wanted to go back out.

"He went to Tokyo last night." The answer is, understand who I mean.

"Ooh...." Gumamku.

"He's probably on his way here. Be patient waiting for him."

"He's back? I hope he's gone long."

"Why? He must know what happened at the base, and I'm sure Ron contacted him. He must be worried about you."

"Curtain, worried? It's impossible."

"Why? You're disappointed that she wasn't there when you were threatened?"

"No, why am I disappointed. I didn't feel life with him in the first place."

"Don't talk like that, if you don't know what he's done for you." I smiled snidely hearing it.

"What he has done for me. He just thinks I'm a whore and treats me with contempt."

"Did she sleep before marriage?"

"Why do you want to know? That's a personal thing."

"Vi, believe. He loves you and tries to protect."

"That's Lian. You know me. I can't possibly talk 2 about someone else if that person doesn't treat me badly." My voice is a little high. I don't know why I'm a baper.

"Vi, you don't know who he is yet. If you've known him, you'll regret your words and your negative thoughts toward him."

"Well, how good is he? He's just mafia. You say that, because he's your boss."

"Vi, stop. You better take a break. You must be tired."

"OKs. Thanks for everything." I got out of my seat and dragged my feet to bed. I'm lazy to talk to a guy who doesn't understand my situation. The names are men, they don't know how women feel.

"Vi, this may be the last day I call your name because you are now my master. Viona, I'm sorry I ever hurt you." Lian said and left me alone in the room. I just took a deep breath hearing her words. 'Fuck, it's easy to apologize. Do you think I'm Mother Teresa?' I snapped in my heart, then pulled out the blanket and went to sleep. Today, I am 2 tired, very Tired.