What was in The Box?

"Have you finished dress up My Lady?" Jane asked over to me after she put all my stuff into the car. I looked closely at my reflection in front of the mirror. Suddenly Raka wanted to take me to his home. More precisely, Raka brought me into his tower house. I don't know what Raka thought.

Everyone in the city knows that Raka's extended family occupies every single floor of Raka's house. they say, the competition is so fierce among the Raka family, they somehow live their life." Huh, Jane. You can just call me my name. Amara my name. That's more than enough, don't be so formal," I asked Jane. I'm not comfortable with being called My Lady because I want to have a friendly relationship with Jane.

"Okay, when it's ready, Mr. Raka told you to go to the car," said Jane. I nodded, and with one deep sigh, I stepped my feet. Even though I want to argue, I'm not that important to Raka until he wants to grant my request. If possible, I don't want to go to that tower. There was no choice but to go through this.

"You changed your perfume?" asked Raka when I got into the car. For a moment, I looked at Raka. His face was still handsome for me to see in stark contrast to his rude and cruel attitude. "Yeah", I replied briefly. Raka chuckled, annoyed, making me feel bad, I was waiting for Raka's reaction, but he was just silent. I also ventured to ask Raka, "why?" What is wrong?" I asked.

Raka looked back at me while raising an eyebrow. "I don't like the smell of your perfume. The previous one was better," said Raka. I let out a heavy sigh "oh, okay. I broke my previous perfume, so,, I told stopped when Raka raised his hand, "I don't need your explanation. I'm not in the mood to argue. I'm saying that I wouldn't say I like it, so you have to stop repeating this. stop this disgusting chat, "said Raka

What am I doing? Of course, I did what Raka said. I am silent and do not comment on anything anymore. Raka's words always hurt me. I am more like an enemy to Raka than a wife. Along the way, there was only a little silence until the car entered a large gate.

Passing through the gate, the car drove along the road with the road's left and right sides growing spruce and other ornamental plants. I've been pounding, waiting until the end of this road until the house that looks like a luxurious tower starts to appear from a distance—a massive yard with manicured flower gardens. On the right, there is a yard for playing golf. The tower house was like a magnificent palace with a natural shape.

"Just act normal." Raka ordered me. I followed Raka out of the car. My head looked up to the top, not satisfied to see the house's luxury with the shape of this tower. Several maids immediately stood in line to greet Raka's arrival. I only had time to meet Raka's parents. They are a married couple who look very happy, and I don't know about the other big family of Raka.

Raka walked in front of me, and I glanced around. All the guards bowed their heads, respecting Raka. "Shhh, Jane? Do you think I'm stepping into the abyss or hell? "I asked whispered to Jane. Jane smiled thinly with a flat face. "You will find out soon right?" replied Jane. That answer did not satisfy me at all.

The first floor seems ordinary to me. There is a sitting area to relax, and there is a minibar to drink wine. It looks like this is more like a lounge. I don't know what this first impression was made of. The elevator located at the end suddenly opened. I turned and saw several people taking turns getting out of the elevator.

Raka stood with a firm posture, utterly different from me, who felt pounding and uneasy. There is a woman in a fashionable style holding a man's hand. Behind them are two women. They are like sisters, I thought. The lift opened again, and there was a grandmother who was held by Raka's parents, who also walked over to Raka and me.

"Welcome the new bride," said the woman who first arrived. I greeted those words with a smile, but Raka just had a flat face and was ignorant. "Oh dear, I'm glad you've come" Raka's mother hugged me warmly. Like before, Raka's mother was very friendly to me.

"Linda, ahemm", said the woman, clearing her throat. As if giving a sign. Raka stepped back a little to stand right beside me. I still put on a smiling face even though I was stiff. "Oh yeah, Amara is all of Raka's big family. Meet my sister Mira, and this is her husband Jacob." Raka's mother began to introduce them one by one from Raka's extended family.

"Then meet their daughter Mulan and Patricia," continued Raka's mother. I switched to see Mulan and Patricia in turn, they are like twins with both blonde hair, and their height is only slightly different.

"Don't expect more, you're not as beautiful as they say" Mulan sarcastically smiled at me. Different from Patricia, who only smiled sweetly. I replied to Mulan's words with a bland smile. I'm afraid to say wrong

"Mulan? Watch your attitude," said Mira. Mulan rolled her eyes lazily as her mother rebuked her. Well, this already reflects that life at Raka's house will not be easy. "Hahah, and meet Raka's grandma, to be more precise my favorite mother" Raka's mother quickly shifted the situation.

"Welcome, dear" grandma Raka hugged me. I put limits on myself not to jump to conclusions too quickly. It could be that Raka's grandma is playing a role. "I am tired. Enough introductions, "said Raka and left. An awkward atmosphere is still felt. This is not easily lost.

I followed Raka. The elevator stopped at the top floor "what are you thinking?" asked Raka suddenly when we got out of the elevator. I didn't have time to admire the well-decorated room because Raka's question distracted my concentration "what do you mean?" I asked. Raka raised an eyebrow, looked at me sarcastically as usual "What do you think about my family? Do you wish to meet a more harmonious family than yours?" sarcastically Raka.

I shook my head wistfully "I do not understand the purpose of your words. Raka, I feel awkward for this whole situation. You think it's easy for me? not. you know? one thing that is certain in my life now is just my goal," I said firmly.

"What goal?" asked Raka. I smiled faintly. "I already swore right? I will make you love me and I will leave you when you love me. "I bluff arrogantly. Raka chuckled annoyed, he sighed and left me just like that.

Tears slowly dripping down my cheeks, I was pensive Raka's cold attitude to me. But at the same time, this pain made me realize "no. I can't cry, Hey Amara, you can't give up now, you've been through this. survived this far. You've been really great. Huff, "I said convincingly to myself.

I tried to divert my mood by circling the room. The view I saw outside the window was beautiful. From this height, everything was clear. I switched to see my room. As I thought, there are two beds in my room. Of course, Raka didn't intend to sleep in the same bed with me. Near the lounge chair, there is a neat stack of magazines.

There is a small room in the hallway on the left. All of Raka's clothes, shoes or equipment are there. There are some empty places, and I think it will be for my clothes later." The maid must have guarded this room once. everything is neat and hardly dusty," I said, rubbing the decorative vase.

when I Looking at the refrigerator beside the wine rack, my thirst suddenly arises. "Maybe there is a cold drink in there," I said, approaching the fridge. I paused for a moment to see some notes stuck in the refrigerator "why does it have to be like this?" I said, reading the words in the memo. My eyes shifted to a single notice again "they don't know, I'm the only one who feels alive," the contents of the writing.

I wrinkled my forehead "Are all these writings made by Raka? Is it true that a cruel man like him can put together poetic words like this? "I grumbled indifferently. I immediately opened the refrigerator. Sure enough, in the fridge, there are several cold drinks with various brands. I also saw the ice cream city.

I took a lemon-flavoured drink and took a sip, releasing the dry taste in my throat. My attention was drawn to a medium-sized red box inside the paint. I took the box, hoping that it contained a cake or snack that I could eat.

When I opened the box, I immediately started and screamed very loudly in surprise. I threw the box down and sat on the floor. Really what is in that box is terrible. Jane, who happened to deliver my suitcase, immediately approached me "What's wrong Amara?" asked Jane. My hands trembled to point to the box in front of me, and my body immediately went limp to see what was in the box.