My neighbor's the Mafia Lord of Amnesia

42: Hope?

Darkness always coexists with coldness.

Can I live under the darkness that is accompanied by pain, cold, and quiet that continues to envelop?

Simple hope, want to live.

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Vina POV

Life is always not up to expectations.

Therefore, even though many of them have hope, but if only rely on hope, what they want will not be able to be realized.

And even if it materializes, will it be in accordance with the expectations he wants?

There will be a reason for everything to be faced and accepted.

So, uh,....

Is one of them me?

Do I have to accept this unfair treatment of life?

Cold, quiet, sick..

My helpless body to endure the pain and cold fused together in this increasingly frail body, making me unable to let out my voice other than the blink of an eye that I could still move.

"Vano-" i-mu. Even my real mouth, dry, sore, and itchy at the same time, made what I said, I don't even know if I said the right vocabulary or not.

It's sad, when I just want to live in peace, but somehow, I don't know, I was at the point of having to face after my peaceful time was up until I was kidnapped a few days ago by someone who had kissed me in public.

Maybe, it's true. If saving someone will definitely be a sign for me, between whether I will get luck or bad luck.

And starting from the day I was kidnapped, that's a sign that my lucky card has been carried out with Vano again, as a result I finally have to get bad luck to this point.

At that point, I didn't know if I could still live for the next few days, or die after I took my last breath.

What wrong?

"Vina, how does it feel to be able to take a bath and be refreshed?"

That familiar voice made me suddenly put on a pretty gentle smile. I managed to get my head on the shadow side where Vano asked me if I felt refreshed after taking a shower?

Maybe because of my high fever, I even had the imagination that the one who asked was really Elvano, when it was the fruit of my hopes that I wanted to be able to materialize.

Really sad, isn't it?

"Truly ugly and slovenly woman, how can there be such a bad woman here anyway?"

The words containing the satirical sentence also burst into my eardrum.

I don't know what she's saying, because I'm using a foreign language that I don't even understand at all.

"Why didn't the young master just get rid of him anyway? It's really disturbing, even I'd rather bathe the crocodile and clean the cage than this place and have to meet the ugly woman,"

Ah, I don't know what they're talking about, because I don't know what they're saying, I can just be quiet and imagine being with Vano.

Well, whether I'm going to be tortured in the future or face my death, I just hope that my imagination can get to Vano. I wish I could be together and join hands with Vano.

Yes, Elvano. Such a beautiful name, as cool as the guy. I could no longer express my feelings with a row of praise, as I was already at a loss for words to praise that person.

"Hey, mending we wake him up, just so he can help. It's good to keep falling asleep here while we're working on clearing the vomit, not that this is so unfair!"

PLAQUE...

"Akhc!" I unconsciously let out my pain, because suddenly someone hit both my legs.

But I, who was still closing my eyes, did not know what item I had just used to hit my leg.

"Hey, wake!" yell while trying to stab my leg, stomach or hand with the tip of the mop?

"Ih, is this a human or a hippo anyway? It's hard to wake him."

Feeling annoyed with me, because I did not get up, he finally hit me with the end of the mop stick.

PLAQUE...PLAQUE....

With all the strength of my remaining strength, I finally tried to open my eyes, and saw two people standing looking at me with such a cruel look.

It was a gaze filled with anger.

But, what was the reason for the two of them to look angry at me? I didn't know the two of them at all, and only this time did I see them.

"Oh, your eyes how dare your eyes glare at me, want me to stab ha?!" firmly this woman was on me while pointing her two fingers at my eyes.

Seeing that, I immediately shook my head and immediately lowered my head.

"Hey, is he mute? Why not answer what we say?"

Hah, I actually really want to laugh because it looks like they are both astonished because I am not talking.

I can talk, but even because I don't know what the two of them are talking about, isn't it better for me to keep my mouth shut?

"That could be the hell. But even though he was mute, how could he not understand what he should do?" said the short-haired brunette to her partner.

I, who had once stolen his gaze, saw that it seemed like the two of them were making plans for me.

What was that I didn't know myself, until suddenly I was thrown in a mop by one of them.

"Hey, you mop yourself there, it's your own vomit, do you understand?!" her demanding words were in tandem with my hair back in the jambak.

I actually feel very sick, because my hair is repeatedly on the crest.

Though my hair was falling out so much, but they, did they like my hair so much that they kept grabbing me?

It hurts a lot, but I have to hold it in so I can at least save my energy than I have to scream.

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Normal POV

Vina continued to be silent with a facial expression that was clearly in great pain, as it felt quite agonizing pain.

"Hey, already, lest the young master know that we also torture him like that. What's important is for him to do his job, to mop." this woman's reminder to her friend.

"Already, I also feel disgusted to touch his hair that is completely limp and stinky. Uhh, I should wash my hands immediately," complaining with a smelly scent on his hand.

Even though he was wearing rubber gloves, but he could not assume that his hands were hygenic from the scent or anything related to his body Vina.

And so, Vina was left by the two of them and left the mop tool already in her hands.

"Do I have to mop my own vomit? I even felt disgusted." said Vina.

So disgusted, even just by looking at him once, his nausea was relapsing.

"Hueekk~ Huekk~ Huekk~"

Vina really suffered a lot there. Although not tied above with a hanging body, but the result of her who had long been tied with a hanging position, even to hold the mop tightly she could not, he could not, especially his feet that feel numb.

"I want out, ahh. If I am destined to die here, I would rather die now." murmured Vina, and her nausea recurred again, because apparently that makes the aroma so strong and powerful, he said, is because the mop cloth had been used to mop there.

Therefore, quickly, Vina also threw the mop tool far away.

PRONOUN....

But, seeing so at the same time the two women had returned and saw Vina who threw the mop, either of them immediately angry.

"You! Not just clean it up but throw it away! You see! Thanks to you, the floor's even dirtier!" screeched this short-haired woman to Vina, to the point that even Vina's jaw was completely clenched with great force.

"Ukhh..," Vina scrunched her eyes, how painful her jaw was in the grip, until she felt quite wary, if her jaw could have shifted.