When she made sure she had finished washing and putting away the kitchen utensils, she hung her apron on the hook behind the door.
It's half past eight and thanks God because after a long explanation, the man left recently from his complain about his missing cellphone.
He was forced to face him when he summoned the manager of their small restaurant.
It was his audacity that seemed to make sure she had something to do with the loss of its use.
Madison sighed. He thought maybe the man was a tourist because he didn't know the ins and outs of Croatia yet. Especially in their area where pickpockets and thieves are left and right.
"It's his fault, he's rude." She whispered to herself as the man never left her mind.
Now she was not only feeling tired from her work but also annoyed with the man because of his nonsense accusation.&n
A smile was wiped from Madison's lips as she saw the familiar vehicle in the villa's garage. When her car was parked, she immediately got out to confirm her suspicion. When she entered the house, she was a little surprised that there was no Mrs. Carlson to greet her. She looks so confused as she finally entered the household. "Where have you been?"She almost jumped when suddenly a loud voice spoke. Only to find out that the man who just asked her were standing on the stairs. Seriously looking at her. "Arthur?" She almost stuttered. What is Arthur doing here? "I'm asking you. Where did you come from?" He asked as he started to walk down the stairs. She took a deep breath as she spoke. "I just wander around the corner.""Around the corner?" He repeats when he finally get down and they face each other. "Where's that around the corner?"In Madison's eyes, even though the man looked chill and composed, she knew that was not really what he had in mind. "Do I really have to tell yo
Her heart suddenly skip a single beat without her knowing why. Although still smiling, the confusion on Madison's face was obvious as she turned to the man. "Leaving?" She repeats. "Just a moment and the sun will go down, we can leave later."Conrad smiled. Smile that she could not understand. "What I mean is, I'm going back home. My vacation is over."Madison was stunned for a moment. She couldn't think of anything to say. She felt awkward because of the moment of silence so she just turned her eyes in another direction. "Good to know." She just said that. "When's your flight?""The day after tomorrow." The man answered. "Ah.""Madison?""Hmm?""Thank you.""What for?""For everything. For accompanying me. For apologies, and for the memories."Even though she wasn't looking at him she knew Conrad was looking at her now. So she suppressed the urge to turn in his direction. She doesn't want to be wrong. "You're welcome." She says. "Madison?""Yes?" She answered before finally tu
Two, three, four to the fifth day. They have toured almost all the tourist spots in Zagreb, the country's capital. They have almost no idea where to go next. Every restaurant, street foods and other pastry shops have been visited and tried by them too. "Where do you want to go now?" Conrad asked her as he drove the car. "I can't think of anything else. I think we've been to every places we can go to." She replied. "Is that all?" He asked with a frown. "Hmm.""How about we get on the yacht? Sailing at sea, then." He suggested. "Yacht?" She asked. "Are you in?" The excitement was painted on his face. "Sure. I think it's better to watch the sunset when you're on a yacht. It's a different feeling when you're in the water than on the ground when you're watching the sunset." Smiling, she said. Her eyes were focused ahead so she didn't notice the moment Conrad's gaze turned to her. The man smiled in amazement at what she said. However, he never spoke again. ---***Felix stopped wa
They thought to visit some of the famous museums and restaurants that day. Madison noticed that as long as they were together and talking, she also got to know the man in a way he didn’t intentionally show. The day passed without her being aware of it. Somehow, it also makes sense to talk to the man. He's also easy to get along with though he loves to spill some daddy jokes everytime.And true to his words, all expenses including her daily wage are the all charged to him. "Why don't you want me to take you home?" Conrad asked as he stopped the car on the side of the road. "It's also a waste of the fare if you have to ride home.""Nevermind. My house is just around the corner." She refused as she got out of the car. "Are you sure?"She rolled her eyes. "Yes.""Okay. Just be careful going home. Call me when you're home." He ordered that makes her raised an eyebrow. She grinned at him. "Do I have to tell you if I'm home or not?" She asked. The man smiled as he scratched his forehe
‘My wife is going to give birth that day. The baby she will give birth to is a pre-mature baby so she has to be taken to a bigger hospital. We were on the road when we suddenly heard a series of gunshots so in fear I stopped my pick-up truck on the curve and thinking about turning back. But I saw that Margarita was bleeding. I was afraid that something worse would happen to my wife and my son so I carefully thinking what to do first. When I was sure the gunshots were gone, I went back. A few meters away on the curve, I saw a car. Black and looks expensive. But the windshields are all destroyed. I did not catch up with the culprits, but I saw a woman lying on the ground. A few meters from the car. Fearing that we will get into trouble, I planned to leave the woman alone. But I felt sorry for her. I thought we would go to the hospital too, so I decided to go back and take her with us to the hospital. ' Peter narrate the whole thing. 'When we got to the hospital, I first took my wife
Mrs. Carlson slowly opened the door of the room. The woman sleeping in the bed reflected in the dark surroundings. Its deep breathing was listened to carefully in silence. He knew the woman was sound asleep. Probably tired of what was done wherever it went before. He has also been late for Madison's outing for a few nights. He knows it’s careful in action so he doesn’t matter but what it doesn’t know is that he sees its every move. She just waits long enough to let Arthur know everything is going on. He closed the door again and then silently went to the kitchen. He took the jar containing the sugar from the pantry and then pulled a small bottle out of his pocket. He mixed the white powder with the sugar and then shook the meat to make it thicker. He then covered it and returned it to the pantry. He also put away the small bottle and then threw it in the trash. He left the kitchen and then went to his own room to continue sleeping. ***'Let's meet this afternoon at three o'cloc