The Finger Ring
Chapter 11
Chapter 11
A while Constan looked at Limin's face.
You're gorgeous. You're fit to be a portrait model" she giggled.
Limin splashed his lips which were only a few inches away from Constan's lips.
"I want to gouge your eyes out of their recesses!" limin sarkas.
"Why are you so brave to do that to me? That kind of thing you deserve to do with Dygta rather than me" he continued.
"Am I really cruel to you?" he said while raising one of his eyebrows to mock Limin. "Yes, you wouldn't want me to bring my lips closer to yours, would you?"
"Oh, no! You're so disrespectful!" limin and his arms hugged Constan's neck in a desire. "You know very well I want you to kiss me if you really are mine, Costan!" he said in sensuall tone Limin.
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Dgtya from coming out directly from the family room headed to her room. However, strangely he felt very worried when he closed the door of the room. Soon the waiter will call them when dinner arrives and he must come down. He was completely reluctant to go down to dinner together in the dining room below, imagining Constan would always look at his movements.
Dygta immediately opened the door of his room, which sounded a fairly strong dings, and ran down to the dining room. He crossed the family room. Immediately he grabbed the coat hanging on the hanger, then he immediately put it on in a hurry.
Autumn night mist covered the pine trees, and Dygta was already outside and preparing to leave the house for the pine tree path. The night that could not warm him even the wind that blew hard made his tiny body shiver cold even though it was wearing a thick enough coat that he grabbed from the hanger. Dygta pulled a part of his coat up to cover a part of his face which was as if the wind was touching his skin nonstop. He did not know where to go and walked aimlessly.
Dygta only felt that he had to leave the Peters residence and that it was a necessity that he did. The underside of his coat was blown away by the night breeze, which reminded Dygta on Sunday morning with Manner, of taking a walk together. Manner was wearing the same coat at the time. From there he was also able to get to know how the daily life of the Peters family. But Dygta wondered why no one had reported his loss to the local police to look for him?
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Dygta let out a long sigh while walking and clenched fists inside his coat pocket. It is a sad thing to imagine that he only lives alone, aka a kara in this world, and no one pays attention to him. And it was even more sad to hear Constan Peters question to her, "Has Manner proposed to you? Or is he still thinking that you still belong to someone else?" It's ironic that the question means that he doesn't believe Dygta has one. There is no husband. Then what kind of ring is that on his finger? A stamp ring that does not fit on another finger so he wears on the ring finger of his left hand?
Dygta let out a long sigh again at the thought of that. He felt tired, then leaned against one of the pine tree trunks. Where's he going? To Brinsham? Yeah, why don't you go there? There's a hospital and he won't feel like an escape in that hospital. Constan would not come there and ridicule the accusations against him. Even yesterday he accused Dygta of getting Manner.
In between her backrest, Dygta cried alone. Her tears just fell to her cheeks, her body trembling from feeling cold and parched. He wept over the loss of his memory, fearing that his memorylessness would continue as an emptiness of his mind and heart.
During the storm, her crying stopped as well. He reached into something in the pocket of his coat and felt a soft object touched with his hand. It turned out to be a handkerchief that turned out to be Constan's handkerchief which left a pungent smell of his cigar inside there. He immediately put it back in his coat pocket.
Dygta knows, the coat was once worn by Limin. The question arises in Dygta's mind, did Limin ever borrow Constan's handkerchief at a time when they were dating together? Of course, Constan will give his kiss and handkerchief to wipe the remains of his kissing.
The birds screech at each other's nests. The stars in the sky were scattered and clearly visible from below as he raised his head upwards. It was a sign that he had to move immediately, not just cry or think about what Constan said to him. Dygta soon left the pine tree he used to lean on temporarily with eyes that were a bit swollen as he cried. Dygta was surprised when he wanted to get up from there to hear the sound of a dog turning on. Dygta had made sure that he was alone to escape to the pine tree forest. But why is there a sound of a dog turning on here? The sound of the animal is no stranger to him. He had heard that voice before.
Oho! The banker! Yes, that's Banker's voice.
The banker barked like someone who told him he had nothing to fear. And the Banker is alone there. Immediately Dygta ran into the street and shouted calling Banker to approach him. The banker approached and immediately ran into Dygta's arms spoiled and thrust his head into Dygta's coat.
Unlike his expectations, Dygta did not escape because the dog followed him and found himself there. Not taking a moment to think, Dygta also stepped foot to go to the Peters family residence to take Banker there.
Eventually they reached their destination, and Dygta immediately pressed the bell on the house. I hope David opens the door.
When the door opened, it was David who opened it. He was astonished to get Dygta wearing a coat that extended to his size, it reached his ankles, even he was carrying a large dog behind him with him. They soon entered together.
