Hazel spent thirty minutes wailing in the bathroom. The shower water she turned on violently prevented anyone from knowing about her cries. Catherine's screams and the knocking on the door had also disappeared from fifteen minutes ago. She was sure Catherine was tired of screaming out there to coax her out of the bathroom. She didn't want to do it anyway. She still wanted to shed her tears in the bathroom so that neither Emily nor Zinny had to see her cry.
Now she had changed into her wet clothes with a bathrobe and tied the rope tightly around her waist. She didn't want to get sick because of her stupidity tonight. She must continue to be healthy for her baby-to-be who is growing actively in her belly.
Before stepping out of the bathroom, she took the time to stroke her still flat stomach. She couldn't wait to see her flat belly bulge and the baby in there to be kicking actively for a few more months. It is a great joy as a mother. And she feels lucky to have the op
“I will take two days off. I need to rest because I feel sick. Maybe got a virus or something.” "Have you been to the doctor and taken medicine?" “Don't worry Mrs. Eden, my great doctor has come to the house to examine me. After all, I have Catherine who will always take care of me at home. Sorry for not being able to work today.” “Tsk, don't think about work. You should rest and recover from your illness soon. I'll come to see you after work." "No need!" Hazel really wanted to curse her lips which had spontaneously shouted at Mrs. Eden. “I don't want to bother you, Mrs. Eden. I'm afraid you'll catch the virus from me if you come to visit me. It's better for you to take care of your own health because there are currently many new viruses emerging." "Okay then. You should rest well at home. Don't worry about work. Everything is safe with me.” “Thank you very much, Mrs. Eden. See you the day after tomorrow at the office."
The place is dirty. Dust everywhere. The leaves continue to fall littering the ground that looks gray and gloomy. Strong winds made the tree branches clash and squeak. The place was cold. Not only did the warmth not radiate in this place because of the autumn season, but because the place did not have a soul. Cold. Empty. Gray. Lonely. All that lived in that place were soulless bodies. They died. "This is where Calvin is buried. This time I mean it.” Her hunch had been bad ever since Kiev turned his car into a narrow, deserted road. Though she had thought she would be escorted to Calvin's hideout all this time because the man was on a mission, but her guess was wrong. Kiev instead drove her to a cemetery on the edge of a very quiet D.C. city. In this place there are almost no signs of life. The tomb here looks unkempt. Most of them have even been damaged and show an increasingly sinister shape. Hazel really wouldn't want to set foot in this spooky place if it
His coming today was greeted by the autumn wind that blew so hard and the cold was able to seep into the thick coat he was wearing now and the yellow leaves that were scattered along the hospital grounds. This is a regular visit every week. He never missed a visit and would still visit even though his schedule was very busy. Even his wife nagged every time he got home because he never spent more time with her if she wasn't sulking or even grumpy. He didn't understand why Calvin was his favorite so far. He had only liked him since the first time he met him at the military camp in search of a potential agent candidate. At that time Calvin looked different from the other soldiers. Despite all his glorious achievements, Calvin has something in him that manages to captivate him. "Good evening, sir. Regular visits?” A man in uniform greeted him warmly. The man was one of his men whom he had specially assigned to this hospital to look
Taking a deep breath of Seattle air, then exhaling it was painful for Calvin, who was still recovering from the shooting incident. The membranes of his kidney were torn and the surface of his intestines pierced by bullets, at least that's what the doctors who treated him for nearly three months in D.C. said. After that the treatment was continued with physiological therapy to flex the nerves in his legs which had not been moved for a long time. Wasn't Edgar serious about his revenge? He thought it was much worse than death though. Every day for a month in the hospital, he never did not feel pain in all parts of his stomach. Even though strong drugs had been injected into his body, it didn't lessen his torment in the cold lonely nights. Not to mention that he always had to rely on inconvenient tubes to perform various vital activities, eat and defecate. The intestines are directly connected to the tube. Likewise, when going to urinate, he uses a catheter which sometimes also
The first thing Catherine saw when she opened the door for the bell ringer was a grim face and red eyes from crying too much. The smile on her face soon disappeared and was replaced by a worried look because she found Hazel coming home in a condition that wasn't what she expected. She thought Hazel would be happier after coming home from D.C, considering she'd gotten what she'd wanted all along, a chance to meet Kiev and ask about Calvin. But what she saw at this time actually looked worrying. Hazel's condition had become much worse than the last time she had seen her before she left for the airport full of joy. "The girls?" she asked wearily as she plopped down on the couch. She had tried not to cry the whole way from the airport to her apartment. And now she felt really tired like her energy had been sucked out of her body. "Still in school. Emily's home in an hour. Zinny has ballet classes after her school." “Oh… I miss them,” Hazel groaned in frustration.
Entering the third month of her pregnancy, Hazel found it much easier to regulate her emotions and live out her days as a judge. Sadness about Calvin's death still haunts her, but it doesn't have the hysteria effect it had a few weeks ago when she went to see Kiev in D.C. Currently her focus is only on her work and also her family. She tries to be a good mother to her two daughters because that is her main responsibility. Her love for Calvin was also important, but the man was dead. There was nothing she could do to bring him back except to pray for him and reminisce about all the wonderful memories they had together. If only Calvin didn't die and was still alive to be by her side. She desperately wanted to tell the world that she loved Calvin and was expecting their precious baby. Unfortunately Calvin is not here to be with her. That made her feel a dilemma. She doesn't know when exactly she will be able to tell everyone that she is pregnant. The people in her office haven'
"I woke up earlier than you, alarm." Calvin smirked at his alarm, which was just about to go off loudly to wake him up. Six in the morning. It was the time displayed on his digital clock screen, but he had been awake since two hours ago. He'd brewed coffee, had breakfast bagels, and now he's doing some exercises with dumbbells in the mini gym at home. He shouldn't have to set an alarm just to turn it off and mock it because he wakes up earlier than the one he set to go off at six. But this is fun. He was happy to have something to laugh about after more than two weeks of living in this secluded house and getting bored. Shit! He returned to his gym, intending to continue some training before cooking something to eat. But he suddenly lost his will to do the exercises. The scars on his body gradually healed. Now is the time to restore the muscle mass that had slackened due to the long rest he did in the hospital. Unfortunately now he feels lazy to do the exercis
Countless times he did this in a week or maybe two. Who knows. He had forgotten the last time he checked the calendar. Every day he always wakes up at four o'clock. Do a few stretches. Drinking coffee. Go to the gym room to train. He ran from the gym to his room to turn off the alarm that was about to go off at six o'clock. Then showered, had breakfast, got into his cool car, then sped off down the deserted street to the courthouse where Hazel worked. Now he really looks like a maniac. The very regular rhythm of his life sometimes makes him bored, but he has not found other pleasures that he can do to replace the boring rhythm of his life. This time he tried to vary the rhythm of his life by watching Hazel from a distance while occasionally taking pictures of her. He already had hundreds of photos of Hazel on his phone. Later when he has a thousand photos of Hazel, he will print them and create a special room in his house which he will name the Hazel Room. Yeah, that
"Rick? I really didn't expect you to be here." They haven't seen each other in a long time. Maybe more than eight months after their talk in court. Rick then disappeared and never appeared in front of her again. Rumor has it that he has opened a law firm out-of-town specializing in criminal matters. “Hey Hazel, you look a lot better and—” Rick gestured at her bulging belly then smiled widely at Hazel's amazing pregnancy. "And what?" "And chubby. I didn't say you were fat," Rick said, looking innocent. Hazel immediately pursed her lips at those words. Lately many people say she is fat. Especially her annoying husband, Calvin! Oh my gosh, the guy kept rebuking her if she started eating sweet snacks at night. Whose fault is this though? Huh, that sucks! Even though having baby was her wish too. But he often teased her and made her grumble when he started talking about being overweight. “I always get annoyed every time I hear that word. So
Hiding among the tall tree trunks in silence and the drizzling rain that made his coat wet slowly was something annoying. This is not an option, it is a must. He had to wait there long enough for the person he was looking for to appear. But waiting is not fun. It's more like disgusting. He had never been this irritated by anyone before. And the girls he had seen playing in front of the terrace had been called in by a woman he didn't know. It wasn't Hazel of course. Hazel would always be with Calvin and would stick together like postage stamps and letters. And if the girls not been called into the house, he would have at least still had a more beautiful sight to behold than the dark surroundings and the occasional noise of the nocturnal beasts. A chill slowly began to creep over his skin from the wet coat he had been wearing for hours. He wanted to give up and go back to his warm car. But what if that person comes? Hadn't he been waiting for hours for that person? So he ignor
Pine street is very busy. The tourists crowded the sidewalk and were busy taking pictures with whatever objects they encountered on the side of the road. The colorful walls in front of the bakery, statues, walls full of disgusting chewing gum, even wooden benches on the sidewalk are also the targets of tourists to take pictures. There is nothing on pine street that doesn't look attractive to the tourists. Jason laughed amused at the strangeness that was happening in front of him. How ridiculous these people are, Jason thought giggling. It's better to take pictures with beautiful women in nightclubs than to take pictures with inanimate objects on the sidewalk who must be sick of them. Walking leisurely, Jason then turned into a narrow alley beside a nightclub. Today he was going to deliver a package to a European man who was stopping in Seattle on business. Once this area was controlled by a Mexican man who is very well known as the most dangerous mafia in this place.
Catherine was just about to tell the girls to go inside and clean up their toys that were scattered on the veranda when her instincts began to tell her of the dangers around her. Cautiously she swept her eyes all over Calvin's house. She looked closely at the giant trees in front of Calvin's house which suddenly looked scary to her. A gripping fear began to affect her brain so she quickly took action to lead the girls into the house. "Hurry in, your lunch will be cold if you don't come in soon." "What's on our lunch menu today, Aunt Kathy?" “Cheese burger with beef. Come on in quickly." "Yiippiee..." Emily shouted with joy and immediately dashed into the house. While the girls had trodden toward the dining table, Catherine was still standing in the doorway watching the area around Calvin's house that she found a little suspicious. The sound of rustling leaves suddenly increased Catherine's vigilance. Her eyes fiercely moved left and right, sca
Hazel stared at the modern-style two-story building in front of her, squinting. Before actually getting out of the car, she tried to make sure once again the address listed on the document was the same as the address written on the mailbox in front of the house. "Looks like this is her house." "Then let's go down." Calvin parked his car in front of the house and immediately stepped outside, taking a deep breath of cold air. Suddenly he became congested and also pounding because this house was their last stop before they could decide what to do next. As he and Hazel drove to the house, they had a discussion about what they would do if it turned out to be the Millers or if Millers wasn't the terrorizer. Thinking about it made him nervous. Previously he had also shown the cctv camera footage at the hospital to Hazel. According to Richmond's suggestion, he tried to watch the cctv footage again on his cell phone. And from the video he got a clue. Whether t
“I don't know if these kinds of things are necessary? Oh come on Calvin, I'm just pregnant, not invalid." Calvin didn't care at all about Hazel's long tirade ever since they came out of his house in the middle of the woods. Even if she didn't like his exaggeration or whatever he was doing to her right now, he would still do it. The people around them looked at them with confused looks and the rest gave them strange looks because he was so overprotective of Hazel that he had to hold her hand every time she took one step forward and even when climbing stairs. "You should be on bed rest, not wandering around the court." "Oh my God, I'm fine. My baby is fine too. No need to overdo it like this. After all I know this place as well as I know myself. Get your hands off it, Calvin! I can walk alone.” "Shut up Hazel. There's a rock in front of you, you could stumble." Hazel pursed her lips in annoyance and got even more annoyed when Calvin pulled her s
What does a man without a job usually do in the morning? Lazing in front of the house while enjoying a cup of coffee that is still steaming thin. The cold morning air lulled him along with the sound of rustling leaves that fell and littered his yard.But he couldn't really relax in this sitution. He had to think of something for his plan to take revenge on the judge. The last attempt to harm the judge had failed. Still he credited himself for sneaking into the hospital and creating such a mess that the bitch shuddered on the floor. At least it made his heart a little satisfied even though he failed to kill the judge. He thought that now his ambition had escalated from wanting to hurt the judge to wanting to kill the judge. Several of his colleagues told him yesterday at the bar that the judge had a big hand in changing his life. From an independent man with abundant money and a harmonious family to a poor ugly man who was abandoned by his family. If the judge hadn't made the
"Hey, am I bothering you?" At ten o'clock Hazel showed up in Calvin's garage to meet the man who had just finished checking on the cars. He quickly closed the hood as Hazel slowly walked towards him, avoiding the car repair kits that were splattered on the floor. "What's wrong with your car?" "There's no problem whatsoever. I just haven't made any repairs for them in a long time." Hazel's gaze swept over to Calvin's four cars neatly lined up in his garage. Two shiny-looking sports cars, a white Range Rover SUV, and a heavy track car with giant-sized wheels that were almost as big as her. “Nice collection.” “I like cars. Usually I will exchange it for a new one if interested in a new car. They haven't been here more than five years," Calvin said with a dismissive shrug. "I guess I'm quite sentimental about cars. The car I used to use was almost ten years old. And I don't intend to replace it until the car is completely broke."
After a long day of playing and forgetting for a moment all the problems that have been haunting his life lately, it's time to get back to facing the reality of that damned terror. Even so, he didn't deny that he liked his new role now as an uncle and perhaps a father to the girls. After a very exciting lunch today, he and the girls then went to the woods. They walked past the big trees which looked scary to Zinny and Emily, but they wouldn't be afraid because he was with them. He would protect the little girls from monsters or anything that would disturb them. Looks really cool. Whereas before he didn't feel really cool when he spilled blood on the battlefield or killed someone he thought was evil. He actually felt cool when he was with Emily and Zinny. They made his chest expand with pride for being able to protect them as a formidable man. "Am I bothering you?" "Not really. Emma just fell asleep." The corners of his lips curved into a smile. He had