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-Valerie Wills-The round moon looked out at me while the stars beside it were like ornaments laid out, shining and unceasing in giving life to the skies. I gripped the veranda rail tightly, thinking about Eli's situation. I know that I haven't completely forgiven him and I don't know when the wound in my heart that he created will heal, but I won't lie about my feelings: I'm worried for him. Ever since Foval and I got back to Texas I couldn't sleep well because of my worries. Even though the wound he gave to my heart was big, he showed me that he was sorry. Apart from that, I saw the care and love he had for Foval. I often say to myself that I should be like Eli when it comes to playing the role of a parent to a child. He's not just a kind father, he's also a father who knows when it comes to raising a child, reminding Foval to have fear of parents and respect for other people. I want to learn to put myself aside, for our son. Something that Eli showed me. I heard the sound of Aun
The men assemble their guns. I didn't think there were so many of them. Martin sent a hundred of them, they said they did not include the twenty men who were outside, scouting, in case there were any suspicious people. I was in the garden of the house, thinking that I can't escape this life. I heard one of the men clear his throat behind me. I turned to him and saw his face. Lee's face hasn't changed, it's still cool and reliable. "What are you doing here, Sir? You don't need to look after your garden. It's our job to do it.""Lee, that's not what I'm doing. I just want to get some fresh air. Staying in a room is boring. It's also good here because I can think properly.""Sir, what's going on in your mind right now? You can put aside your shyness and we can discuss to make you feel better."I sighed, swallowing. I went to a long chair and Lee followed. We were sitting next to each other but at a distance from each other. We propped ourselves up on our knees with our elbows almost at
Amia arrived home, I let her in and made sure no one saw her. We both went straight to the living room. My attention was focused on the two suitcases she was carrying. The matte black suitcase was familiar to me, I was sure it was mine. That's where I put the guns that I use in heavy clashes. "Amia, it's good that you arrived safely. It's also good that no one followed you! I was worried until you were here.""Martin made sure that no one in the mansion would doubt our actions, especially mine, Sir. The reason we told them was the passing of my cousin on my mother's side. Fortunately, Signor Eldifonso allowed me to leave the mansion even if only temporarily.""Thank God for that, Amia." I kept looking at the familiar suitcase. "Your black suitcase, Amia. Am I right, it's mine?"She nodded. She stood up from her seat and brought the suitcase towards me. "You're right, Sir. You are the owner of this suitcase.""Amusing, Amia! It's good that it was undetected that it's full of guns and
A more deafening silence enveloped the whole house, especially when I decided to have the maids move out from the house temporarily. I don't want to when there's a conflict here, both of them will be in danger. It will be more difficult for me to move if Signor Eldifonso's forces attack me if I am with someone here. It is also an advantage that I don't think about saving anyone but myself in case that old man will come here to slaughter me. "All this will end," I said to my own reflection in the human size mirror in front of me. "I hope so," I answered as if I was a fool, talking to myself.My eyes hit the bed surface's reflection inside the mirror. My mind remembered the happy moments Val and I had together on the bed. Now that I was about to sleep I was enveloped in a suffocating sadness. I felt an unceasing longing for my dear Val and my son Foval. However I have to endure everything. I have to carry in my heart for a while the heavy feelings, the bereavement, and the depression,
“I need you,” I said, begging him.“Just tell me whatever you need from me, Sir. I am willing to help with everything I can,” Martin said from the other line.I closed my eyes, nodding.“Oh, Martin, I thought you forgot me already.”“How can I forget someone who became my lord.”“Martin, Signor knew that I am alive. And I am frightened that he might harm Val and our son. They will arrive in Texas tomorrow. I want to ask a favor from you regarding this thing. P-Please watch over them, but do not let anyone knew that they are in Texas.”“Sir, how about you?”“Don’t worry about me. I will handle the situation well. IF that Signor won’t be easy on me, then I will welcome his anger. I learned a lot during my pretentious days under his nest. Surely, those lessons won’t put me down.”“Sir, I will let our men come to you and help you.”“That’s better, Martin.”I maybe not as powerful as Signor Eldifonso, and I only have few subjects, yet I know they are true to me. This is enough to fight aga
Independence is a dream of many, and a person who was enslaved and forbidden to meet his freedom will do everything to have that. So am I. I am aware that I will never have such as long as I am in the shadow of that Signor. He will always make me remember that I am his slave no matter how hard I tried to escape, and no matter what I will do. Pretending is not even a way to have my liberty.I gulped the amount of alcohol mixed with my saliva before I let go of a heavy sigh, asking my mind what else is the best action to totally defeat that devil. He is more powerful than me, and I am completely nothing compared to him. He got people. Forces, and money, while I have nothing but a free air to breathe.“E-Eli.”I looked at her, smiling out of the happiness my heart was feeling as she was calling me that name again. I feel alive despite of the fear which was chaining me, building cowardness in my mind. Her voice calling through that name caused a sensation which serves as a calming medium








