Police Teasers
13a
Tuesday (07.31), 07 April 2020
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“I hope you're dreaming of me.”
The sentence was still ringing in Ratna's mind, like wanting to draw other memories out to the surface. The pain in his head was getting worse as the memories began to unfold.
Ratna groaned as the mother's smile filled her mind. The woman who her brother said had given birth to herself into the world seemed happy to see Ratna screaming in fear. The woman was even stunned to see the man she was carrying trying to kiss and touch her newly developing little body.
The past and present blend into one to make Ratna nauseous. The man who made his memories re-open only looked at Ratna with a frowned.
The man got up and walked over to Ratna. But Ratna herself did not know, if it only happened in her memories or in the present. Because in Ratna's memory, the man was also approaching himself— who was already lying exhausted on the bed—with a predator grin.
The man's hand was stretched out. Ratna could only whimper the fear between being aware and not.
“Are you sick? Your nose is bleeding.” The man showed blood on his fingers. He looked like a caring and worried lover.
“Kakak, help me.” Ratna's voice was so slow.
The man clucked. “Aren't you tired of asking your sister for help? The reality is he can never protect you, just like fourteen years ago.” The man again cleaned the blood coming out of Ratna's nostril, then licked his fingers without disgust. “Stop begging your sister! Begging me, and I will meet all your needs including a sense of security and comfort.”
The man's face grew closer and closer to Ratna's face drooping on the back of the wooden chair. Ratna felt like she was back to her old self. A little girl who is resigned to her bad luck.
Suddenly another memory appeared. The man in the police uniform with his ignorant smile for successfully pranking Ratna. The weak face of the man after the accident act. The flutter that always pisses Ratna off. Especially their first night so hot.
Freddie.
Like getting energy out of nowhere, Ratna managed to push the chest of the man before her until the man took a few steps back. Soon Ratna got up to run away but saw no exit.
The room was so spacious. A bed in one corner, a table in the other corner and the wooden chair Ratna had occupied were in the middle of the room. In addition, each wall is covered with wooden cabinets that reach the ceiling height.
“Why stop, baby? Can't find the exit?” the man chuckled creepily.
Ratna immediately turned to look at the man. The fear that afflicted him made his hair bristling. There was no other choice but to face the man.
“Who are you?” inversely proportional to the fear that surrounded him, the question Ratna was asking sounded so firm and steady.
“Usually I introduced myself as Maxwell Benedict. But specifically for you, I'll introduce you to my real name, Matthew Benedict.”
Ratna was jolted by that reality. He tried to watch the man in front of him more closely. How could Ratna not have realized before. The man is very similar to the man called Freddy Uncle Max. Perhaps it was because the different aura and flash of memories in her mind made Ratna lose focus.
“Are you Mr.'s twin brother. Maxwell Bennedict?”
“Do I still have to affirm something that already seems obvious?” Matt looks pissed.
“So,” Ratna touched her throbbing forehead again because she tried to dig up memories fourteen years ago. “you were the man who raped me?” tanya Ratna almost whispered with her throat choked.
“Wrong. I didn't rape you. But your mother sold you to me.” A grin adorns Matt's lips.
A single drop of Ratna tears flowed down her cheeks yet her face was so flat with no expression. Unlike the memories that flowed profusely in his mind like a broken embankment.
Ratna calmly wiped the tears on her cheeks then looked at Matt defiantly. “That woman is not my mother. Never say that she's my mom!”
Matt chuckles again. “You've changed a lot, little girl. You used to be like a wild eel that was always trying to escape. Now you look more like a quiet lioness.”
Ratna ignored Matt's rant. “What do you want from me now?”
“I just want to play. Engage ****, of course.”
Ratna's eyes narrowed to hide the anger that was rising in her chest when she realized Matt's intent. Ratna herself had no idea where that feeling came from. He should have been scared. But the truth is not at all, he was very angry.
“It's a shame I'm not interested. Especially since you're old and look so pathetic. To the extent that you have to hide behind the big names of your siblings.”
Instead of being angry at Ratna's insults, Matt was even snapped up. “I used to play name exchange with Max. But after a long time we did not meet, he turned stiff. Though he used to be the most excited when we were playing.” Matt's gaze turned bright.
Ratna felt the thick liquid smelling rancid again melt from her nostrils. Immediately he wiped it with his sleeve then refocused on the memories that were gradually returning.
Perhaps Ratna should not have forced herself to remember because her body was not yet strong enough to do so. But the curiosity in him was more dominant so he ignored the pain that continued to sting his head until his nose did not stop bleeding.
Ratna is no longer a teenage girl. Now she is a grown woman. So that among all the pain, Ratna could still see the peculiarity of the man before her.
“So, do you like to play? What kind of game do you want to play with me?” ratna asked carefully, trying to measure each of Matt's reactions.
A big smile adorned Matt's lips. Like a boy who managed to get what he wanted. “You want to play with me?”
“You know BDSM?”
Ratna frowned in confusion. “What is it?”
Matt grins. “A game ***** in which one becomes the ruler and the other becomes a submissive, slave, that kind of thing.”
Without further explanation Ratna can they-design what kind of game Matt meant. Disgust ran through each of her joints, but Ratna tried to hold back. He became calmer because of the certainty he had obtained.
The man in front of him was mentally ill.
In Ratna's observation, Matt's psyche is like being trapped in his youth. Happy playing. Think of everything as a fun toy to forget all the consequences that will arise.
The woman thought fast. He couldn't possibly look for the exit while Matt was nearby. There was no time to wait until the man left, as Matt would definitely not leave before his wish materialized.
Ratna's only hope is that Freddy has realized he's been kidnapped and is now trying to save her. If so, all Ratna can do is buy time for Matt not to touch her until Freddy arrives.
But what if Freddy doesn't realize it yet?
“Ehm, Matt. You want to play without taking your brother, Max. I thought you guys were close. You should have shared many things including fun toys.” The sentence was so smoothly slid from Ratna's lips, even though her heart was pounding incoherently.
“You're right. We used to share. But I told you Max was getting really stiff now. She won't be able to play with me now.”
“You will never know before trying to persuade him. And I think Max likes me. Maybe he will be interested in playing if he knows that I will also participate in your game.”
Ratna's heart rumbled so fast. As hard as possible he tried to show a persuasive face without showing his true purpose.
Matt slightly tilted his head as if weighing Ratna's advice. “Then after I told Max, you must expect Max to tell the cop so he can also come play, right?”
It was hard for Ratna to swallow but try not to display her panic. Although Matt's psyche is disturbed, Ratna cannot take the man lightly. Even Matt could easily guess Ratna's goal.
There was nothing else Ratna could do but buy time and hope that Freddy would come to her aid soon.
You could say Ratna experienced the same conditions as a dozen years ago when her chastity was forcibly taken away. The difference this time Ratna no longer expects her brother who will come to help because he knows it is impossible.
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Max walked leisurely with an arrogant step into the interrogation room. The muscular burly man who sat in one of the chairs—right in front of the only table in the room was—hunting looked up at Max.
“Mr. Maxwell Bennedict.” How come the guy was shocked.
Max raised only one index finger in front of his lips, gesturing for the man to be silent. The man nodded in understanding and sat up straight.
“How are you, Rudi?” max asked in a cold voice as soon as he sat down on the chair opposite Rudi. There was no sympathy in his voice.
“I'm fine, Mr. The bennedict. Thank you for asking me about my condition.”
“So, what information have you leaked to the police?”
Quickly Rudi shook his head. “None. You know that I will never betray you.”
“I'm glad to hear it.” Comfortably Max rests his back on the back of the chair. “Then the woman, did you catch her?”
Rudi nodded steadily. “If everything goes according to plan, the woman should already be in your house now.”
“Good work.” A haughty slanted smile appeared at the corner of Max's lips. “Means that currently the woman is already in the white house as I ordered.”
Rudi looked at Max in confusion. “White house? Didn't you give the order for the woman to be taken to your suburban resting house?”
Brakkk's.
Rudi jumped in shock. It was not because of the sudden loud noise when Max kicked the table. But because of seeing Max's face that turned stiff with his jaw stiffened and eyes staring sharp.
“Where are you taking my women, huh? I've given you clear instructions but you dare to make mistakes. The police chief suspected Ratna had been kidnapped. Then how do I take that woman to the white house now?”
Rudi just looked down, not daring to look into Max's blazing eyes.
“Free I'm scolding you right now. Just a waste of time. You'd better write down the address of the house you're referring to immediately. I'll move Ratna right away. After that I will come back to help you.”
Max took out a piece of paper and a pen from his coat pocket. Then he gave it to Rudi. After Rudi finished writing the address of the rest house he intended, Max immediately came out with the promise of trying to help Rudi be released.
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♥ Aya Emily ♥
