Sea: The Long Journey
VI. Fog
The night before, the cloud that brought the storm just passed right above me. While carrying a terror that never ceases to haunt my mind.
The moment after the dark black cloud disappeared, the sea waves had calmed down again. Even the wind that was previously quite large is now changed into a gentle breeze, like nothing ever happened.
The wind brought a piercing cold, I could not even sleep even though the drowsiness had grabbed me from behind.
I fell asleep many times, but it only lasted for a few minutes. It feels really exhausting.
All of that finally kept me awake, while sitting down I tried to calm myself down. When I found out the nausea started to wrap around my stomach.
My breathing roar began to irregular, the air this time was really very thin. My eyes even began to glow, many times I also tried to vomit. But the result is nil, I am now even like a sick person.
"Is my face pale?"
While approaching the edge of the ship, I then decided to wash my face using this salty and cold seawater.
Not a few seconds later, I started shivering which eventually made me curl up in the corner of the ship. Too bad, the previous wave made the only shirt I had wet from it.
My body trembled and occasionally I tried to clench my hands and blow them away, while making warmth along the palm of my hand. But the result was the same, even the breath of my mouth had now turned cold.
"God, how long will this be over soon?"
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5 June.
After clearing out the political opponents that I consider to be parasites in the future, all of their wealth I turned into the name of my possession.
Instantly after all that was successfully transferred, I became the richest man in the country. Pretty impressive, right? Moreover, this is like snatching candy from a baby.
However, the**** began to sniff out the smell of money. Even I myself did not know who really sincerely followed me at that time.
Everything becomes complicated, when the Government Anti-Corruption Agency begins to act unexpectedly. To fool them, some gold bars and precious letters I buried separately.
Near the national park, there are about 40 bars of gold weighing 40 kg I buried in the middle of the forest. Stupidly, I forgot to put a copy where I buried it.
As for the securities, I put them in a hidden room in my room. Hopefully, the house now occupied by my stepbrother is not burned or all my efforts to hide it will all end in vain.
Honestly, I am the only one who knows this and I have vaguely told the other 3 people about what I am hiding.
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But my throat is really dry, I want to drink a little water. But the nausea, always haunts me every time I drink water.
Limp, that's what happened. I barely even had the strength to stand up, maybe now other than my dry throat, my eyes also felt the same way.
Now that it started to hit my eyes, I really had to sleep. But even when I want to lie down, my stomach acid immediately rises which in the end makes me have to sleep in a curled position.
"Damn, I'm really sick. Even in the middle of the sea, I can get sick."
A few days later, I woke up to the waves. Knowing if the sky began to be white, but the fog still enveloped around this place.
Damn, the pain I suffered has not disappeared. Previously I thought if it would soon pass when I slept even for a while.
"Is that a ship?"
Unfortunately, I was too weak to scream. Even to stand, I can't.
Just curled up with a limp look and thirst that still threatened my throat, even I was getting used to the coldness of the air.
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Otherside.
Police Station
It didn't take long before the Deputy finally came out of the interrogation room with an annoyed face.
"What's going on?" So the Deputy asked him that question.
The Deputy just shook his head and didn't want to tell me anything.
"Are we not supposed to install a recording device?" Then the next question was again asked towards the Deputy who had just sat on the sofa.
It's true, the recording device is usually placed in the interrogation room. The goal is none other than that we can repeat the answer again and identify whether he is lying or not.
But this time it was different, even during the introductions. The Deputy just wanted to do it himself and even outside the room there was only a Deputy.
"Nothing to listen to, he didn't say anything." Answer The Deputy.
The Deputy who heard that only gave a small nod, doubt still enveloping his mind.
How could there be an arrest warrant for Delon on charges of kidnapping his own half-brother. When reading the report. I didn't even find the name of the complainant in the document.
"Should I make a report? If we've just done the introjugation?" I asked with a doubtful look towards the Deputy.
He who looks at me only smiles broadly.
"We have to figure out where Devon is, before the media finally realizes he's missing." So the Deputy replied, he then patted me on the shoulder and then walked away. "I'll make the report, you take a break and take Delon to jail." Further.
