Sarah's POV
My head is in frustration!
I can't understand Miss Fatima. Does she even know that I confront Rhea because I want to help her?
"Argh! How difficult life could be?!" I said while massaging my temple.
My head is now aching. Maybe because I am stressed, plus the argument that happened a while ago.
In order to forget my problems, temporarily, I open my laptop so that I can open my social media accounts and have some chit - chat with my friends. I think it's been a week since I last open my facebook account.
I am tapping my fingers in the cursor pad of the laptop while waiting for it to load the home screen.
"Argh! Why does it took so long?"
I almost throw my gadget. Good thing that I manage my temper. If that happens, my father will surely be mad at me. He will say that I am wasting money by destroyi
Third Person's POV"Why? Do I have to?" Sarah said with a poker face.Her sentence is a strong proof to know that there is really something wrong between them.Sandro can now feel the tension between Sarah and Fatima. This is the first time that he sees her daughter like that.Sarah looks very furious. He can see the her daughter is really mad."Of course, you have to. You cannot just leave the house without permission. Don't you think there will be someone worried for you when you losesuddenly?" Fatima exclaimed.Even if Fatima knows that Sarah is angry at her, she still have the concern for Sarah. Fatima knows that Sarah is acting so rude towards her because of argument that happened earlier."I can go outside whenever I want! I am already 18! I have my own decisions for my self!" Sarah shouts at Fatima, saying that she has her own mind to
Third Person's POV"Are you crazy? I can't believe you!" Sandro exclaimed.Sandro was so confused about Sarah. Also, he can not believed that her daughter just said that kind of thing."What do you expect me to think? It feels like you do not trust me anymore!" Sarah shouted between her anger."Stop shouting at me! I am your father! You must learn how to respect me!" Sandro shouted back at her."That is it! You are my father. So you must be the one who will understand my situation. You must understand my reasons why I did that! But you don't!""Do you want to know why I don't trust you?" Sandro asked her daughter."Of course!""Because your reason is nonsense!"Both of them are in the agony over the situation. They are both blazing up. It seems like the two of them cannot understand each other since what they
Third Person's POVLike what they are usually doing at night, Fatima is doing the dishes, Sarah is cleaning the table, and Sandro is fixing the things that he needs for tomorrow's flight.Everyone is doing their own job and have their own world. Everyone is busy.After they finish what they are doing, all of them sit on their sofa. They are smiling at each other like nothing happens earlier. Their smile is a proof that the quarrel that happened is already finished, and that the anger in their heart has been removed."I have my business meeting in Beiyora tomorrow. I will leave early since the flight is at 6am," Sandro said.The smile on Sarah's face automatically fades. Fatima and Sandro can see the loneliness in Sarah's eyes."How long will you stay in Beiyora?" Sarah asked her father."Maybe for 2-3 days," he answered."That long?" Sarah asked aga
Sarah's POVAfter my father gave Miss Fatima a kiss, he walked to the gate where the taxi is waiting. He put his baggage in to the compartment of the car. Before her enters the taxi, he waves goodbye to us.Both of us waved back to my father. In a moment, the taxi begins to drive away from our home."Three days," Miss Fatima murmured."Yup. Three days," I replied back.We will wait for three days before my father come back here from his business meeting in Beiyora. I know that three days is just a short span of time, but I cannot help but to think that three days will feel like 3 years for me. Inside, I hope that his meeting will finished early, so that he can go home without reaching three days."Let's go inside. It's still five in the morning. Still early," Miss Fatima said to me.We walk inside the house. Miss Fatima goes to the kitchen. Maybe she is going
Sarah's POVAfter reading the note, I open the fridge and I saw several uncooked foods inside, most of it are dairy products. There are eggs, both white and violet, chocolates, strawberries, and many other foods inside. But of course, I get the one food that I know can ease the hunger I am feeling right.I get the plastic of hotdogs. Since I cannot afford to wait for so much time to cook another fine dish, I just get the hotdogs for it is very easy and fast to cook.While waiting for the cooking oil to be heated, I open the radio near the door of the kitchen. It is my hobby to listen to news everyday. I was a journalist, editorial writer specifically, since when I was in fifth grade. I am also joining debates inside and outside the school. That's why I need to be oriented with the latest happenings in the country and around the world.I moved the channel to 96.8 or the Metro News channel. It is my
Sarah's POVI look at my watch and I realized that it is already two in the afternoon. The sun is shining so bright and the sky is pure blue. I can't see no white clouds above. The heat that I am feeling right now is so intense.I know that I am not the only one who can feel the rising temperature. The people who are walking around the park, the couples in the other side, and the children playing for hours are now also dripping in sweat. The heat of the sun is making our skins to produce so much liquid that is adequate for our shirts to be wet.In order to relieve the hot temperature I am feeling right now, I decided to buy an ice cream. I think that the cold ice cream can ease the heat, somehow.When I arrived at the ice cream shop, that is located just few steps away from the center of the park, the queue is so long that the last person in the line is on the bench already. Many people are buying ice cream. I
Sarah's POVMy heart is pumping so fast. I am very nervous. What if the superstitions are true? And my father is in danger? What if something bad happened while he is on the plane? Or while he is in Beiyora?My mind is full of "what ifs". I can't handle this feeling anymore. I might explode anytime."Calm, Sarah. Be calm. Just think of positive things," I said to myself, trying to forget the nervousness I am feeling right now.I took a deep breathe and I let it out loudly, then repeat. With that way, what I am feeling right now will ease.I started thinking of any other reasons why I cannot call my father's phone. Maybe, he is in the middle of his meeting. Maybe, his phone has low battery. Maybe, he is just busy.Okay. I will just tell Miss Fatima about it. I know that she can help me. I know that Miss Fatima is not like me. She can control her emotions and she does not think
Miss Fatima's POVThe light that the sun is producing wakes me up in the morning. I woke up peacefully today. I feel so relieve, and I think I know the reason why. I started walking outside my room and make my way to the room of Sarah.I take a peek inside Sarah's room. Sarah is sleeping so safe and sound. I did not bother to wake her up. I read an article yesterday night that waking someone from sleeping peacefully can cause its neurons to die. Well, I do not want that to happen to Sarah, so I'll just wait for her to wake up herself.When I reached the kitchen, I made my own coffee to give heat to my body and also, to wake up my sleeping organs. While doing my coffee, my phone rings out of nowhere. I leave the kitchen and start finding my phone. Luckily, the ringtone is loud enough to help to find it.I get my phone inside the drawer. An unknown number is calling, but I still click the green logo.
Third Person's POVNow that Rhea has a hostage, she is sure that the police officers cannot hurt her. She will use this old woman to escape. But if the police are hard, she might kill this woman. She will not let herself be put in such a dirty place like jail. It will destroy the reputation she built for herself."Please... Let me go," the old woman pleaded. Instead of listening to the woman's request she hold her neck even tighter for her to find it difficult to escape from her hands."Just shut up. I'll cut you neck if you make more noise," she whispered on the old woman's ear.Nothing is in Rhea's mind but pure hatred and anger. They started walking and Rhea is exploring her sight to see if there are police officers near them. When she feels that i
Third Person's POVThe attention of everyone is turned to the bunches of police cars driving in the highway. Cars, trucks, buses, motorcycles, and any other vehicles stopped and gave way for the police cars. The siren of the police cars is echoing almost in the whole area. People get out from their houses.It is the first time that the people witnessed this kind of scene. Usually, when the police officers are going to arrest someone, there is only one police car to go, but now is different. It looks like the police authorities are going to capture a group terrorists because of almost eight number of police cars with four police officers inside."Miss Fatima? Dad? Aren't the police over acting?" Sarah asked of nowhere.Sandro looked at her. With that l
Third Person's POVIt is another day and just like yesterday, all of them are waiting for the police to call. But not like what they did last time, they are now doing several things instead just sitting on the couch and staring at the to and wait for it to ring. They made themselves busy but their ears are all lending on the telephone."Miss Fatima, what's this?" Sarah asked while showing the black box that she found inside the cabinet."Oh," Miss Fatima reacted and then walks towards Sarah. She takes a closer look to the black box that Sarah is holding. She smiles widely."That was the box that I am using when I was still teaching," Miss Fatima answered.Sarah was shocked and amaze at the sam
Third Person's POV"Child, someone you love will die. Be careful."That sentence that came from the old woman's mouth kept on ringing inside Sarah's head. Even if she tries to forget it, it is still coming back. She did everything just to remove that sentence on her mind. She tried to focus on any thing that will make her enjoy but it has no sense.After the old woman said those words to her, the whole circulatory system of her started to make the process faster than the normal. Sweats started to build up on her face and her heart can't do anything but to palpitate."I must ignore it," Sarah said to herself.She is now walking back to her home. Even if she already said to her
Sarah's POVThe night passed and the only thing that is circulating in my mind is about the case. I know I can not do so much thing for me to help Miss Fatima and the authorities, but I can not stop myself from thinking several things about it. I am over thinking on things.Yesterday night, I can't sleep well for my mind is not at peace. I am thinking several things that could possibly happen after two days. What if Rhea manage to escape from the police? What if the police will not be able to arrest her? What if we all fail?I know that over thinking and being so freak out about these things does not contribute any help from the police to solve the case. I am still lucky that I made myself fell asleep before eleven in the evening even if my mind is in war."Miss Fatima, where is dad?" I asked her while I am sipping my coffee."As usual, in the garden. He is removing the tall grasses," Mi
Third Person's POVMiss Fatima and Sandro went back to their home after the imterrogation. PO2 Lopez told them that they have to wait for a day or two before the the warrabt of arrest could be make. He also reminded them that they must not tell anyone about the confession that happen so that Rhea will not be aware that police are now doing the process to arrest her.When they reached their house, they saw Sarah sitting on the couch while writing something. It looks like she does not notice that Miss Fatima and Sandro is already home. She continues on writing something on a piece of paper using colorful pens.Sarah stops on what she is doing when someone sits besides her."What's that?" Miss Fatima asked.Sarah looked at her and she was slightly shocked knowing that Miss Fatima and her father is already at home."When did you come home?" Sarah asked."We
Third Person's POVThe police officers are now preparing for they know that in a matter of minutes, Fatima Dela Cerna will arrived in their place. This is the day that everyone in the station and Fatima is waiting for. Today, Dwyane will speak the truth and the information that will surely solve the sabotage case.They placed Dwyane in the interrogation room. Of course, for the police officers to assure safety, the put Dwyane's hands together with a handcuffs. With that, they can assure that he will not do anything against them. He is place again in the area where he always sat when Fatima and Sandro or the police is asking him.Unlike the other days, Dwyane is now wearing the orange shirt for the prisoners instead of the shirt that he was wearing days ago. His pants also changed. From the blue pants he is wearing, now he has the black loose pants with him."Be ready. They must be here in some minutes," PO2 Lopes co
Sarah's POVIt is already five in the afternoon when we came back home from visiting the Montreal Plays Inc. I thought at first that it will be a boring trip, but when we are already in the factory building, the beauty of it proves that I am wrong.I actually enjoyed the view inside the factory building of my father's company. From watching the way how they produce their toys to the packaging of it really amaze me. I also have the feeling that I want to watch the process of the production over and over again. I feel the satisfaction everytime I watch it.While sitting here on the couch, my eyes is staring at the little fluffy dog toy that I get from the factory. Of course, it is for free since the owner of the company is my father. I chose it because of the smooth texture of its skin. It is dog toy that can speak when you hit the black button on its upper right foot. It is also walking but just in a medium speed. The cuteness
Sarah's POVOne week had passed after Mr. Dwyane was captured by the police officers. In that whole one week, police officers failed to squeeze the suspect. Miss Fatima and my father are going to the police station everyday to make Mr. Dwyane to spill the truth, but what is happening is that Mr. Dwyane will look at the ground without saying anything.If there is no law about human rights, I am sure that the police officers will hit Mr. Dwyane stomach in order for him to say the truth. Of course, people will use violence in order to get what they want. But in this situation, hurting someone just for them to say the truth is against the law.Today, Miss Fatima decided not to go on the police station. She said that Dwyane us just stressing her out. She also told us that even if Dwyane will not say anything, time will come and the truth will not br remain untold.Instead of going to the police station like how the