
Second by second, minute by minute passed. There might be about five minutes of searching for light, but I didn't find it either. Until I finally heard footsteps approaching.
Holy hooch! Holy hooch!
I looked around, but it was still dark, there was no light other than the outside. However, those footsteps sounded closer and closer. I'm afraid, afraid if anyone's gonna mean anything to me. But it turns out...
"Ha-han-han-hantuuu!!!" I heard someone yelling at me calling a ghost.
"The ghost?! Any ghosts?! Aaaaay!!"
I also shouted and immediately ran while looking back. But then and there...
The lights are on, so I can see where I am now. "Eh, this?"
I see if no ghost is chasing me. "Thank God."
I rubbed my chest as I felt calm, slowly turning my gaze forward. Then later...
Jeez ...?!
I was surprised to see a man standing before me, a handsome handsome man. His body was tall with a face like a middle eastern person. He has a bewok on the side of his face. Moreover, both of his eyeballs are bluish green.
Is ... am I in the garden of heaven?
I didn't expect to see this handsome guy. He wore his cream-colored long-sleeved sweater and also his white trousers. I smiled at myself to see it. I want to touch her beautiful face.
He's so handsome, God ....
Without realizing I was fascinated by the man before me. However, I suddenly regained my senses as I looked towards my forehead.
"Pi-pi-gun?!" I stammered, scared, surprised to see the gun in front of my head.
"Who are you?!!" ask her with a loud voice.
"Ak-ak-i ...."
Actually I want to talk. But because I saw the gun in plain sight, I was afraid not to get scared. Seems unable to think.
"Quick say! Whoareyou?! How did you get into my apartment?!" ask again.
The apartment?
I'm getting confused. I thought it was inside the house, but it wasn't. I just found out that the apartment is like a house.
"I'm-I'm .. My name is Ara. I-I don't know why I got here. Suddenly I-I'm already here," I said stammered.
"Don't lie! Or do you want me to shoot you?!" My body trembled at his words.
Well, how's this? I've answered honestly, but she still doesn't believe me.
This beautiful man turned out to be very fierce. I was honest, but he told me he was lying. Mana wear threatens everything again.
What should I call it? Om? Uncle? A brother? For a moment I thought. Nope-no. I'll call him Sir. It seems he's not a random person.
I took a deep breath to normalize my speeding heartbeat. "Tu-tuan .. I really don't know why I got here. Really." I convinced.
The gun was still pointed at me, but he was silent. Maybe I am reading the truth of these words.
"All the doors and windows are closed. If you come from the roof, it's impossible. This apartment is on the fiftyth floor. The only way ...," His words came to a halt.
What did he say? He said this on the fifty floor? Holy hooch! Luckily I fell here, not downstairs!
"Reverse and get to the wall!" the door with a gun.
"Turn over and get to the wall!!!" He repeated it again.
Actually I didn't hear it, only I was scared when I turned around and he shot me. But how, it all happened. I don't want to have to obey him. Oh, come on, this is my risk.
What do you think I'm a lizard, told to get to the wall?
I walked behind him and then to the nearest wall of the room. I think I'm in the middle of the apartment. I don't know, I don't know for sure, just arrived.
"Give both your hands up!" He asked for it back.
"Tu-sir, what do you want? Oh, don't hurt me, sir." My body trembled as he asked me to raise both hands up.
"I'll make sure you're not a CIA man" he said.
THE CIA? Whatisit? I know that Cie-cie's not the CIA.
I had to obey what he said, clinging to the wall with both hands raised up. And I saw his hands like they wanted to hold me from behind.
"Tu-sir, no! Aaaa!" I screamed, amused to see his hands touching me.
"Hey, you're so noisy. I haven't touched you yet!" He grumbled.
"Grand, really. I'm not a bad guy, I'm just a job seeker. I didn't mean anything bad to you. I don't know why I got here either."
The longer I want to cry. I'm upset because he doesn't believe me. And without me noticing, I cried sobbing myself. I saw that neither of his hands were holding me. I don't know what happened to her, but she seemed to be touched by my crying.
"Gosh, why are you crying?" He spoke from behind.
"Sir, I cried for fear of being shot by you. I also cried because you didn't believe my words. I've been honest to tell you the truth, but you still don't believe."
My crying's getting louder and louder. He then grabbed both of my hands and turned my body, facing her. Both of my hands were held behind me. And now ... we look at each other.
He ....
Both of my hands are still in her hands, maybe just in case I do something. But, my chest and chest are very close. He also looked into my eyes, seeing the movement of these eyeballs.
Does he want to hypnotize me?
I don't know what that means, he just keeps seeing the movement of my eyeballs. Instantly my tears came to a halt when I got the spotlight from her beautiful eyes. Moments and seconds passed, until he finally began to bring his face closer to mine.
What will he do?!
Instantly the sadness turned anxious as his face grew closer and closer. I think he'll kiss me. Yeah, especially if it's not that. But, does it have to be this fast? We just met.
"Tu-sir, to-please stop," I asked as I kept my face away from her.
The longer our faces stay close. And because both of my hands were held behind her, I was unable to move. I can't get away from his face either.
Ouch ... ouch, how is this? He really wanted to kiss me.
Don't know what to do, I'll just close these eyes. The longer I can feel the warmth of his breath. Then finally ... My stomach rang. Suddenly he heard the sound of my stomach.
"You!" He immediately took off his grip on both of my hands.
This handsome man walked away from me, he went towards the drinking water dispenser that was near the dining table. He sipped a glass of water after the incident. For some reason, he might be thirsty.
"Master?" I tried to greet him.
The glass of water was placed on the table. He then turned to me while crossing both hands on the chest. I don't know what he's going to do, but it seems to imply something bad for me.