PRISON LOVE For STELLA
Don't Want to Believe It So
Stella's vegetables heard someone talking. Still faint, very faint. However, that voice
it sounded in his ears. Stella opened her eyes slowly. He looks confused. The atmosphere looked different, from the last he opened his eyes. It looks very bright here. He moved his eyes to the right and to the left. White ... yes only white color captured by his view.
“Ah this time I must be dead. It's not wrong anymore. All white, like a morgue, right?" mumbling Stella. This woman also put on a smile. Stella is happy, finally she can be free from the bad guys.However, the shadow of happiness was lost when someone opened the door of the room where he was. Stella quickly closed her eyes again.
“How is it?” a male voice asked.
“Pretty good. All of his vital organs are working well. It's just that the wounds all over his body will traumatize his soul. You just notice, all the surface of the skin is bruised and maybe we will be faced with another problem Juan.” A woman answered.
“You mean?” a man called Juan asked.
“We don't know what problem this woman is facing, Juan. What was his mistake that the crime occurred
heartbreaking like this. We will be faced with two problems. The person with whom he had problems as well as this woman's psychiatric problems. Are you ready Juan?" ask the woman.
Like a psychiatrist, Stella's inner. Stupid ah, the important thing is I have to be able to get up and get away from this, I don't want to be anyone's burden. I have to be able to do it myself. By the way I'm not dead, my God, Stella grumbled in her heart.
It was not long before someone opened the door and closed it again. Only one person came out, meaning there was still one more person in this room with him. With Stella.
This woman opened her eyes slowly and someone sitting next to her stared. Look at the woman he saved two days ago. Stella glanced at the mature brown-skinned man. The man looks smiling.
" Yes!" greet the Man.
Stella did not answer, she tried to get up. But he could not, quickly the man helped. Help Stella wake up and secure the position of this woman in order to sit well. Stella's body is supported by the void, because this thin woman looks unstable.
“You drink?” ask the man again. Stella just nodded and looked at the man with a frightened look.
Juan immediately took a drink for the woman he was tolonh.
“Nah, drink!” said Juan.
Stella took the glass from the man's hand and grabbed it.
“Drink, I didn't put anything in there. You don't have to be afraid,” said Juan again. Unsuspecting, Stella tried to drink. But, baby, it was shaking. It was as if the glass he was holding had a very heavy load.
Juan quickly helped lift the glass, so that Stella could immediately drink the water he gave.
“You again?" Juan offered the water again, as Stella looked thirsty.
Stella nodded and Juan poured water into the glass held by Stella. Carefully this man again helped Stella sip the water again.
"Are you hungry?" ask Juan. Stella shook her head, but this woman's stomach could not be compromised. His stomach rang and Juan smiled.
“Awhile I order food for you.”Juan took the phone in his pants pocket and contacted someone. Order food for this ayu woman.
“Wait for ya, soon your food is coming.” Juan stared at Stella's bruised face but still looked beautiful.
Stella nodded and moved her lips to say thank you. Juan understood, even though Stella's voice was not heard clearly.
"Together" replied Juan.
Stella seemed to throw away her gaze. Juan asked himself.
"May I know what your name is?" ask Juan.
"You don't have to be afraid of me. Who knows, I could help you get home. Your parents must be looking for you" said Juan trying to take Stella's heart. But unfortunately Juan's speech was even responded otherwise by this woman.
Spontaneous Stella instantly bent her legs, like a fright. Yes, hearing the words 'old man' and also 'house' did indeed frighten this woman. Lastly, when someone drove him home, he got not a hug. But torture that makes it like this.
Juan was confused, he immediately persuaded Stella to calm down.
"Don't be afraid, I just want to help you. You don't be afraid. I promise I won't hurt you. Believe me!" juan said he would hold Stella's hand.
Instead of being calm, this woman instead cried and brushed aside Juan's hand.
"Not far away" Stella said in her sobs.
Juan was getting nervous, because Stella's voice was heard.
"Eh, uh you don't cry. No, I'm not going anywhere. You're safe here okay," said Juan nervously.
Unfortunately Stella didn't care if she cried more. The light of the memory of the torture given by the father just flashed. This woman curled back up, covering her entire body with a blanket.
Juan let. Because he himself is confused what to do.
Before long a woman dressed as a doctor entered the room where Stella was. He looked surprised, especially seeing Juan who was scared.
"Why?" ask the Doctor in a whisper.
Juan replied in sign language, raising both shoulders.
"He's conscious?" ask the doctor's dress again.
"Udah but strange" replied Juan.
"As I said before, right." This woman seems to be great at reading situations.
“Hai, Ma'am!” the doctor tries to persuade Stella to come out of her hiding place.
“Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you. Believe me!" the doctor sat on the side of the bed where Stella lay.
"Meet me, I'm a doctor. I'll take care of you until I'm healed. So don't be afraid. I open the blanket, "please ask the beautiful doctor. Looks like Stella's gonna respond. He also opened his blanket.
"Don't be afraid, here I help you sit," said the doctor again. It seems the doctor's persuasion worked. Stella followed this and sat back down. But his eyes looked at Juan with a frightened look.
"Don't be afraid, he's my friend. He's a good guy. He will not hurt you. The proof is that he brought you here. Do you know where you are now?" woo this beautiful doctor.
Stella shakes.
"You're in my house, so you're safe. Okay!"
Stella nodded.
Trauma suffered by Stella was not kidding. Don't talk. With the situation in case he looks very alert. Stella was so strong to fortify herself so that her identity could not be read by anyone. He doesn't want anyone to know who he is. His family what is his past.
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