The Perfect Happiness

S2 - Eps 118

Lisa POVS.

After the man in front of me finished his cooking, he served a pot of boiled noodles he had made into a sizable bowl. Then thrust it in front of me, followed by giving me a pair of spoons and forks. From his standing position, he advanced his body that was blocked by the top table of a simple kitchen set towards me while saying, "Eat!"

Instantly brimmed my romantic fur when I saw that look in his eyes. There was no more warmth from the sharp glare of his eyes. One of the parts of his body that I used to admire. Even the smile that expands at both corners of his lips, now is not as sweet as when I first knew him. There is only fear.

Bull*shit if I tell you that right now I don't feel fear. Because from earlier I saw Dana who used a sharp knife, to open the package of instant noodles and the spice. And now he was wiping the blade with a piece of cloth, cleaning up the remnants of dirt that stuck there. While staring at me.

Inevitably, I grabbed the pair of cutlery he had thrust out earlier beside the bowl. Then I bowed my head a little with the eyes now looking at the bowl. Scooping the noodle with the now shaking hand, then feeding it into my own mouth. With my breath cut off, I tried to remain calm and normalize my heartbeat.

I chewed the noodles slowly without any sound. For I am afraid, if one of my acts invites his emotions. I think my eyes are starting to glaze back. Prepare to shed more tears than before. No longer did I notice it, my eyes were busy staring at the bowl of noodles in front of me.

"Where?" His voice right in front of my ears made me shocked half to death. Again he gave me heart sport. "Nake?" ask her once more after I found her sedamg standing right behind me. I only answered him with one nod of the head.

Unexpectedly, the tear from which I had been holding back, now began to fall. I wet both my cheeks. A series of stories of my past now cross slowly in this brain memory. Everything I've been through shouldn't have happened if I didn't know Tika and didn't choose her as my best friend.

Why should I know this man?

Why should I meet her after she has a love affair with Tika? To make himself feel guilty about her.

Then after all this time disappearing, why should I be destined to meet him again, Lord?

I held myself back, so that my cries would not explode. But suddenly both of Dana's hands were coiled around my stomach with her chin that she had deliberately placed on my shoulders. Makes me no longer able to hold back all the fear in me. I was crying so much. What's more when she tried to breathe her breath under the hair that covered the nape of my neck. I clenched my fingers on the table.

The bitterness I've been through all this time is already too much. All I face alone, even this time, I have to be alone.

Dana slowly removed one of her hands from my waist, not to take the sharp object or knife she had cleaned, the last time I looked at her. But that hand he used to caress my back. I held back the tingling and fear that mixed into one.

"You knew? Tika is the most seneng if he is in this. Dielus, stroked. I feel loved, he said." Dana ended the sentence by peeling my shoulder, then her fingers suddenly grabbed my hair violently until my head looked up and I grimaced. He put his lips right in my ear and said, "Take the food! After that, we're out of here!" he said it was full of emphasis.

All over my body was shaking, this time I really felt that I was nothing anymore. Even this guy scares me just to play with my body. Think of me as his toy to get a Tika.

I slowly turned my head, seeing Dana stepping into a room right behind me. With a trembling body I slumped, opening a drawer in the kitchen set cabinet. Take a small knife and slip it into the middle of the twin hills. With the sharp part down and the handle deliberately stuck to the gap of my bra.

"Raptain you?!" hardik Dana's back there, fortunately I've closed this drawer. I forced my brain to think hard, what answer would I say when I turned around? Suddenly my eyes found a bottle of juice that he had taken from the refrigerator. Immediately my hand grabbed the bottle at once turned around and faced it.

I swing my hand to show you the juice bottle. "I'm thirsty" I said as I stepped back to my original seat. Really, right now my heartbeat is beating so fast. I'm afraid I've been caught hiding a knife. What else when Dana approached me, touching my shoulder with her fingers while looking at my face. For the sake of that knife, I tried to relax, but still couldn't.

'Maybe this is the end of my journey, ' my inner self. With resignation I glanced at him, looking at him who was now also watching me. Then he clutched his hand that had touched my shoulder earlier. I grimaced in pain, because the grip was so strong.

"Don't try to escape. Or you'll never see anyone again." Dana threatened me with her voice that was deliberately made slow. Implicitly he said that he wanted to kill me if I tried to escape from him at this moment. He took his hand off my shoulder and violently grabbed both of my arms. Then tie it using a cable tie. A cable that is usually used to bind a set of other cables so that it looks neat and is also commonly used to bind metal objects.

Dana tied my wrist right behind my body. The bond felt so tight and strong. He pulled me down from the chair, I almost fell down, if that happened, it was possible that the tip of the knife in my chest would scratch the surface of my stomach.

He dragged me to the garage door and forced me to get into his car in the back seat. And once again he threatened me, so that I would have to follow all of his words if I didn't want to be sedated again.

Before he closed the car door, his strong hand pushed against my body, so I lay in the car seat. I could feel the tip of the knife in my chest scratching the surface of my skin in there. Without even a chance to grimace, I immediately grabbed my chin at the front of the blouse I was using, so that Dana would not notice that I was hiding a knife in there.

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"Review your legs!!" he slapped at me who was lying sideways. I immediately pulled my leg, folded it so that he could close the car door.

Brak!!

There was the sound of the front hood of this car being deliberately closed. The door beside the steering wheel opened. I saw him who put a black bag on the chair, took something from inside there then opened the door above my head, his hand forcefully grabbed my hair making my head look up at him. Then he attached a piece of duct tape or commonly called duct tape, in my mouth which was already in his grip.

All the moans, moans and shouts I have done during all the process. Until not infrequently I feel tremendous pain due to the scratches of the knife I hide in my black blouse. But Dana didn't seem to realize that I had slipped that knife in there. Then he closed all the doors, opened the garage door and got into the car. Sit behind the steering wheel and run the car.

I don't know where he's taking me.

I really feel weak, feel like a woman who can't protect herself. 'This is my life, ' I thought.

Under these circumstances, there was no one I could hope for. I really feel myself living in this world. No one will feel if I disappear. Even if I die, no one will cry for my death.

I've been like a guinea pig to this black man. He managed to frighten me, make me like his puppet to get satisfaction in his life. Now I feel like a mouse. Which if I die or even get torn apart lying in the middle of the road, no human will pick up my bangka. Buried my body like a moral man.

That's my body right now. Let alone to pick me up, seeing me from a distance alone would probably make everyone turn their backs on him. Walk in the opposite direction so as not to meet me.

I cried again, mourning everything I had done. But now even the figure of my best friend, Tika. If it wasn't for Dana's obsession with that woman, my life wouldn't have been this crazy!! It's all Tika's fault, not mine!

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