Chapter 43: Chapter 43

We approached the woman who was still in the air, paying close attention to her. Mark and Raymond have already loaded our belongings. As Adonis drew me closer to the woman, I smiled as I approached her to snatch her attention. She didn't even glance at us, even though she had seen us right in front of her.

It was Adonis who spoke to her; I was afraid she wouldn't glance back, but she did, and she turned her attention to us. When she spotted me, she instantly grimaced. Even before she talks, I can tell she doesn't want me straight away since she doesn't look away from me, even when Adonis tries to get her interest again.

“Grandma, didn't you miss me?” I had just met her grandmother today. He doesn't introduce the family member, and I feel it would be better not to inquire since I could say something inappropriate.

People have histories that should not be revealed because they will open up when they want to. I know Adonis is not the sort of person who would narrate a tale about his life. I'm cool with it since I can see them even if he doesn't introduce them. Maybe telling me about his life is just a bonus for me. I know I shouldn't settle for that, but there's an old adage that goes, “If you like people, you're crazy about them.” It's the same as balancing.

When the old lady couldn't take her gaze away from me. I held her hand to shake, so I wouldn't appear impolite to her and give her a positive impression, but she smacked my hand that was holding her left side. Even though she lacked teeth, the elderly lady gritted her gums. Every time she looks at me, the thought occurs to me that I will only come to the point when I will opt to avoid it.

“GRANDMA!” As a result of what the elderly woman had done to me, Adonis instantly released me, patted the old woman's back, and softened his gaze.

Adults are sometimes overly sensitive. They tend to suddenly get hysterical even in just the little things and that’s what I avoid. As much as possible, I want to avoid having a rift between me and Adonis ’grandmother. I prefer not to have awkwardness in my stay here. Aside from me being the only one to be tough, I will also put Adonis in a difficult situation. After all, I am the one who comprehends, I will also do that.

“HOW DID YOU DO THIS?!” I don't know what the old woman means with reddened eyes looking at Adonis. I don’t know if she was crying or angry. Not only that, but I thought she was angry enough, but I flinch as her voice got louder. “I THOUGHT WHAT YOUR UNCLE SAID WAS NOT TRUE! THAT YOU CAN'T DO WHAT HE SAYS, BUT I WAS WRONG! I'M SO ASHAMED OF THAT.”

Every word she has is emphasized. It's like digging into a scar and stabbing someone because of violence. There are traces of resentment, I can't feel sympathy, it's as if the anger is deeply rooted. I stepped back three times because I felt like I was the problem. I don’t want them to fight. Even though I didn't understand what they were talking about. It seemed like instinct also worked in me, so I took the step back.

*Bang*

When I took one more step and landed on the backs of my feet in the pot, they both regained their attention. As I saw the sands spread and the pot break, I covered my hands with my fingers. I was reluctant to look back at the woman, and she continued staring at me. The woman hurriedly rose from her seat before Adonis could approach me. Because of my hurried escape, I also stomped on her delicate lilac flower.

*Whack*

I suddenly clasped my hand on my cheek because of her strong slap on me. I felt my skin peel off and burn my cheek. Didn't her arm break because of the force of her slap on me? I even overcame being sprinkled with boiling water because of what she did. I stretched my jaw to check, and possibly a tooth was pulled out.

Likewise, I returned my attention to her. Smiled with teary eyes. It appears that tears will flood the room later, as I long to return to the ship and sleep there. Why is the world so pleased to damage my lovely face?

“Sorry, Ma’am. It was not my intention to— ” If before I was able to hold back my tears, now it seems like I just want to sit on the floor, lie down, and then let my tears flow. Not only out of embarrassment for myself, but also for Adonis, when his grandmother slapped me again.

It was only then that Adonis reached and stood between me and with his grandmother, my chest so tight that it felt like I was being choked. There is a padlock to bury in the chest. I didn't make a noise when the hot tears started to flow. It was as if they were hugging me because of the warmth. There’s something that hurts because Adonis couldn’t even stop his grandmother’s aggressiveness.

I ran out of that house because I didn’t want his grandmother and him to have another fight. I left even though I knew I had nothing to do on the ship. Furthermore, I just let my tears fall because they will disappear later. I just need a little air to get back to justice and not feel what she did. I just don’t know why they have shady words in use and always tell Adonis that he is going crazy.

As I was about to climb the stairs where we had come down earlier, I saw children running and playing as if they had worlds of their own, not caring what to do and continuing to play. I also enjoyed my childhood life like that. I was allowed to laugh and smile, I thought no problem would come, when I grew up, that's when I realized that maybe the laughs I made got replaced with anguish by now? Even a simple smile I can't do, for fear of tomorrow, there will be a crisis coming? That may be how loud I laugh is just as big of a danger to come?

I just dismissed all my thoughts. I’m just torturing myself. Every day I spend time with Adonis, some memories form. That I’m getting to the point where I don’t want revenge anymore. I want to know how to live in peace. Settle on the quiet. That if I ever had a baby in my womb, that would be what I would consider —a new family. If Adonis feels for me is real; I want him to be one of the people I want to be with for the rest of my life. But to this day, I am still full of doubt. What if he suddenly abandons me again? It's risky to gamble with one's heart. The heart that is always prepared, and the hazardous part? It is if the person you are anticipating feels the same way. If he can also push your heart into the air, lift your hands, and view your hearts in the air as they are alone and being ones.

I walked upstairs after the giggling children had gone. I went to the kitchen instead of the bedroom. Mark and Adonis are at Adonis' grandmother's place, so I'm sure I'm alone right now. Perhaps the chilly water and peaceful surroundings will allow me to reach inside.

“HAAAYYYY! Why is it that life is like this?” I extended my hands. I roused my sleeping spirit because I was becoming drowsy. Is it a symptom of boredom?

“From the depth of your sigh, it appears that you are bringing heavy problems.” When someone spoke in the kitchen, I instantly ducked behind the door, shaking my head to see if anybody was there.

The man's reaction to what I did was loud laughter. Isn't he a ghost? I looked at him for a long time and saw that he was eating vegetables that I didn't know where he got them from. From what I see, I feel like an angry and hungry bear because I want to complain about why he's the only one eating those!

“Do you want?” He showed me the pink “I-don't-know”. I can no longer remember the call to that thing. He smiled at me and raised his hand in the air, waiting for me to accept that. Who is this man?

Without hesitation, I took it, put it in my mouth, and immediately tasted the sourness. I wanted to spit it out, but I didn’t because somehow I could taste the zest and the flavor. Along with the dominance of sourness, the flavor is the same, so it's not bad for me to eat.

The man shook his head and grinned. He proceeded to eat while removing the ripe grapes in front of him. I swallowed three times before eventually sitting on the chair in front of him, as though I was suddenly salivating when I saw them. I stared at the man; there was no doubting his good looks; the only difference was the strange clothes he was wearing. It's too filthy. Pure saggy and whatever else that is not fit in his small body. As he wiped his hand on his clothing, I winced.

“Are you sure you're serious about your reaction, miss?” Isn't it feasible to simply clean the machine until the body is filthy?” It shook as if dissatisfied with my reaction.

“Not like that!” I jiggled my hands to defend myself that I didn't mean that. I frowned then sniffed. Why does everyone think of me as bad?

“I'm just kidding!” He was quick to recover. He stood up and looked like he was going back to where he was going.

I took numerous fruit from the table and placed them on my arm to eat while walking.

The man didn't even let me know he was leaving, he would just leave me like crazy in that kitchen. As I followed him every step, I just ate the fruits I was holding. When I noticed we were going inside where the shipping driver was driving, I couldn’t stop asking questions.

“Are you the shipping driver? You are quite young!” The amusement in my voice was unbearable as if a child had been brought to a place where there were large toys and a Ferris wheel. Who wouldn't be amazed at how far someone like him has come? If you take a look well, he looks like he's only my age.

He returned to his seat and did not answer my question. He leaned his head on the chair, then closed his eyes. His hand was on the back of his head and didn’t even answer my question. All I know is, he must have had someone with him here, so I don’t know where his companion is. I just stood by his side. When I saw the free seat I sat there, watched the waves then started eating.

Maybe because of the slap that the old woman gave me earlier, I felt tired and drowsy when I finished the food I brought here. It looks like the man was okay with me invading his place because he didn't answer. I no longer realized how I fell asleep.

I just woke up when I felt my body in the air. Not only that, but I was dizzy because of the movement. I don’t know what’s going on. When I opened my eyes, I saw Adonis looking straight ahead and unable to paint the look. It was as if heaven and earth were covering his face. He seems to be burdening the world, so I squeeze his cheeks. Because of that and he stopped then sadly looked at me.

“When will you stay in my sight? I'm just a little careful that you're out of my sight.” His voice was full of bitterness. I was sad because of that, but I did not regret that I left earlier. If I stayed there, that would be the only reason for her grandmother to be even disgruntled with me.

“I don't know what your uncle and grandmother's reason is. But the way they get angry, I know it’s not just hateful because you brought a woman, there’s a basis to that. I feel it would be better not to ask you because I don’t want to force you. I want you to tell me.” I tapped his arm so that he could drop off my legs and walk, but he tightened his grip on me even more than I thought I was going to run. I had no plans to do that if I could — I would run to him every minute.

He continued walking and said nothing of the thing I said. It was as if I had hit the bulls-eye because he couldn't answer what I said. This is painful on my part. I want to get to know him better, but he seems to be blocking that.

“When will you remove the mask wrapped around your personality?” I don’t know why that came out of my mouth as I fearlessly looked at him.