The Obsession of Revenge
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The day has shown at one o'clock in the afternoon. A doctor with several nurses entered the treatment room complete with medical equipment. Highlighting Yada's eyes fixed on them, frowning as she looked at the doctor who had come to examine her was not Yoland.
“Hallo Miss, how are you today?” greet a nurse with a friendly smile.
Yada looked at him for a moment, a split second blinking back his eyes. Wonder. His mind wondered as the nurse suddenly greeted him kindly. This never happens because before that they just remain silent like robots, and only always focus on their work.
His mouth was not open to answer the nurse's greeting. The doctor and several nurses passed away very quickly leaving the room after examining him. While Yada was still pensive.
Highlight Yada's eyes were fixed on several sheets of paper on the table located not far from his bed. He noticed Allard's file had been left behind since this morning when he went into the toilet. But until noon, Yada was reluctant to take the file.
He left it there intentionally. It's entrapment.
Yada's mind raged. Every now and then he saw a small glass on the door, and a well-built man guarding there. They're watching. Yada believes that Allard left the file for her, not just 'staying' in her ward.
He lowered his leg, took out an infusion bottle and walked towards the table. His eyes stared for a few seconds at the sheet of paper that turned out to contain his biodata. Aurora Yada.
Yada's gaze was again fixed on the door. There's no movement there. The guards let him take the file.
Yada sat on the sofa, the file was already in his grasp. He began to open one by one the pages with wide eyes. His identity complete with a photo of Yada's childhood, there is also a picture of a mysterious tattoo. The file also contains about Margaret's health problems, the woman can only have a child in her life, David.
He threw the paper onto the table. Go hastily bring the infusion bottle into the toilet. His slender body fell down in front of the closet, spewing out his nauseous stomach contents.
Yada pensively, set his breath back. All the things that had arisen in his mind during this time were completely real happening. No wonder her life was so horrible as the only daughter of Aurora, it turns out that she is not the biological child of the family.
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Two weeks went by so quickly since he was declared cured and discharged from the hospital. During that time Yada was in the large building itself, only to be accompanied by a few servants. While the man who was always with him at dinner, disappeared somewhere.
Dinner time. The food was so much and delicious. But Yada selected only a few vegetables and meat according to the daily portion of his body. He missed that night alone. Sepi, as if she had become his best friend.
The sound of footsteps suddenly sounded loud. Yada. Who's coming? It sounds like a woman's footsteps. The higheels sounded very real when stomping on the floor.
“Nona.”
A lady dressed in neat suit greeted him with a friendly bow. Her hair was neatly arranged, the black suit with the skirt she wore exuded a resolute aura on the woman.
Who her?
The woman beckoned, then a servant came and kept a medium box and opened it. Yada. A car key, another key, and a cell phone in the box.
“Nona, my name is Laura, Mr. Allard's personal assistant. Mr. Allard asked me to give this to you.”
“You must understand this, Miss.” Laura smiled gracefully, yet her face still exuded the woman's resolute aura.
Yada looked at the file, then switched to two keys in the box. He knew what Allard meant. The man would probably let her out but on condition. Yada's gaze was fixed back on the paper. Yada was unmoved, there was no other choice in her life at the moment. But if he was willing to be locked up for life in that grand mansion, he could just reject it.
“I'll see it.”
Laura happily stabbed the file to Yada. The woman simply smiled without saying anything when Yada accepted her.
“My phone number is listed on the end page, if Miss does not understand the contents of this file, Miss can contact me at any time to ask. I'll wait for a call from you, Miss.”
Laura nodded her body. “I'm leaving, Miss.” Then turn around and walk away.
He didn't even explain the slightest bit about his intention of giving it all away and just walked away? Yada gnashed her smooth forehead.
In the room, Yada sat on the sofa. Some of the keys Laura gave him were on the table in front of her. He held the file, staring at the cover for a moment.
Should I ... no other choice, Yada ....
His fingers began to open the sheet of paper as he read and understood it. According to Yada's estimation, the man would actually let her out but with a contract binding her.
I won't be fooled. He made me a bait!
Freedom, luxury life, company in his name, comfortable residence, a friend who will accompany him. The man arranged everything in such detail.
Suddenly the phone that Laura gave me shook. The woman's name is on the screen. Yada took the phone, pressed the screen and kept it in front of her ear.
“Do you agree, Miss?”
Yada stunned. This woman seemed to be able to read his mind. He immediately turned his head right and left, looking around his room, it was possible that there was a hidden camera there.
There was no answer from Yada. He just remained silent without a sound.
“I'll see you tomorrow morning, you have all night to think about it Miss,” Laura said back.
The phone connection was immediately cut off. Yada kept her phone back on the table, staring at the file on her lap.
What am I supposed to do?
Yada stood in front of the mirror. Opened the sleeping coat she was wearing, and began to flip her body. An empty back, there were only a few deep scars. He turned back his body, stood firmly staring in the mirror, looking at his sunken and unkempt face, his circular panda eyes were very black under his eyes. Very unkempt.
He remembered his dream back. Someone said, 'You have to be conscious, find out everything, take back everything that was taken from you, they're waiting for you'.
His gaze was still empty, while his mind was raging violently. Not knowing what was best to do he was still confused. The outside world was actually darker and gloomy compared to this majestic and silent mansion.
What if I just need to close my eyes? Ignore everything that happens in the mass, and breathe only to wait for death. I'm tired ....
Connect ....
YEAAYYY ZAHIN YADA....
