The Beautiful Revenge

The Beautiful Revenge
Recollection



Freya is now in her room. He remembers getting a piece of paper that looked like a business card from someone.


Freya who was curious just checked the business card that looks like an identity of a person she does not know.


Antonio


That's the identity on the business card that Freya is currently holding. He was curious about it, then Freya immediately sought out who the figure of Antonio was.


And once Freya has searched, there are some photos seen there. Maybe they rarely take pictures because they are busy, only there is one photo that can attract the attention of Freya.


There he saw that in one of the photos there were five family members. The surname was Garlfried, quite famous but reclusive.


And what concerns Freya at this time is, the figure of a woman who looks like herself there. Although the family seems to want to show a harmonious attitude and family situation, but women who are similar to themselves seem to keep their distance even though not too far away.


“Am I really a member of the Garlfried family? is this what Athaya means? he wanted me to be sure of what they were saying, right? ”


“Shh,” suddenly Freya grimaces in pain as her head suddenly hurts. Something seemed to be hitting his head hard.


Until Freya who never fainted finally fainted and unconscious at that time.


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Madam Amilia who was surprised by her granddaughter who never came to the dining table. He walked straight to his grandson's room.


“Darling, aren't you hungry? your favorite food is served on the dinner table. Let's eat baby,” said Madam Amilia after she knocked several times on the door.


There was no reply from within Freya's room, not even for the umpteenth time Madam Amilia called Freya. The woman in her room was silent.


The silent atmosphere felt so long.


Madam Amilia who was worried finally she chose one of her servants to open the door of Freya's room with a spare key.


“Yes pity ...,” said Madam Amilia did not believe what she saw at this time.


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A few days later.


Ever since he was unconscious at that time. Freya was conscious after three days. He is now quiet and pensive in his room.


“Why? is there anything that makes you feel uncomfortable right now?” madam Amilia asked, she painstakingly fed her grandson.


“Why just shut up? isn't it time for you to eat soon? come eat baby!” said Madam Amilia who persuaded Freya to open her mouth.


“Is there really anything that makes you uncomfortable? if it is like that, you can say directly to Madam about something that makes you uncomfortable,” said Madam Amilia who now sounds softer.


Freya turned her face to a computer not far from her. The last time he was unconscious, Freya was looking for someone's identity, and Freya was sure that Madam Amilia knew who she was looking for.


“Do you know who I last saw on that computer? impossible not if you don't know about it?” freya's question with her eyes that were different than usual.


During his stay with Madam Amilia, Freya would always say softly and kindly. His attitude is also liked by many people. But now, that kind and gentle demeanor seemed to be gone.


“Why are you speaking in a foreign tone?” ask Madam Amilia who feels if something is wrong at this time. He couldn't possibly be unaware of Freya's current differences.


“I've remembered everything, I'm Freya.”


What Freya said made Madam Amilia silent and sculpted. There was a look of disbelief in what he was seeing right now, but compared to that, his sadness was clearly visible in his gaze.


“And I remember clearly my identity all along. The only thing I never know is who you are? why can you talk like you're my family? My grandma? I no longer have a grandmother.”


Garlfried's wife, Freya's paternal grandmother, has died since Freya was 5 years old. He is a little close to his grandmother, but it cannot be compared with the closeness of Greta with her grandmother.


“In the end you remember everything ..., but why time with you feels so short. Though Madam still wants to show my love for you longer,” said Madam Amilia with a sad look.


A bland smile with a watchful look from Freya's face was seen. “No way not if you will love me without any reward? this world is so cunning and cruel! there is a fee for what we receive,” Freya said with her cold eyes.


Freya now will not let her guard down, she will not easily believe in anyone anymore. His pain, as a result of betrayal from his family made him unable to trust anyone anymore.


The disappointment felt so real. He thought that they were only afraid and only considered themselves monsters because of their abilities. It turns out that in addition to considering him a monster, his family wants to eliminate him for good.


“Probable!” thought Freya with her look of disdain and anger. He suddenly began to remember how neat his family was harboring feelings of hate on him.


Moreover, Greta, who is always afraid, without Freya guessing can behave like a psychopath full of obsession.


“Madam understands your sadness, your disappointment ..., your anger .. , the unacceptance that is now stored in you ... And .., the grudge that is in your heart right now, this madam is also very understanding. If you can't believe that this woman is your biological grandmother. Or you don't believe if I'm one of your family, then let Madam help you in revenge.”


Madam Amilia will not force Freya to believe in her. He also never intended to leave Freya. If one day Freya will need her help, then Madam Amilia will be ready to continue helping Freya.


“As I said earlier. There is nothing free in this world. So what is your desire to get paid for the help you will provide?” ask Freya again with a serious tone.


The conversation now seems to be negotiating to be able to cooperate. In the end Freya realized that she would indeed need help from someone to help her.


“Then Madam will still help you. And do I need a fee or not so later, and will Madam prove Madam's sincerity to you dear,” said Madam Amilia who looked at her grandson with a look of pity as well as affection.