Love Worth Fighting For

267 Faint

“Want to bet?”

“Fuck!”

Asher laughed again, he looked so satisfied to see Areez angry. Asher innocently approached Areez whose hands were chained to the wall.

“After Uncle and Aunty come home tonight, I will immediately ask their permission to marry Suri,” Asher said again, trying to make Areez even more angry. “And I’m sure that my request will not be rejected by Uncle and Aunty, I am a person who knows Suri very well since childhood, I am also very close to this family so there is no reason for them to refuse my request.”

“Asher ...”

“And you are not a worthy opponent for me in this fight, Areez. So stop hoping to get Suri, Suri Mireya Clarke will be my wife and I will make sure it happens,” Asher said again.

Areez spat in Asher’s face.

“Keep dreaming you bastards, because believe me as long as I’m alive I won’t let that happen. I won’t let Suri be your wife,” shouted Areez with emotion.

Using his left hand Asher wiped his cheek from the remnants of Areez’s spit, his face looked so calm even though he had just received disrespectful treatment from Areez.

.....

“I will take this as a gift from you for my wedding plan with Suri.” Asher again launched his provocation. “And I will convey this to Suri, Suri will definitely be happy when she knows I gave our blessing.”

“Asher!!”

Asher chuckled. “Keep shouting to your heart’s content, Areez. Do it until you’re satisfied, until your vocal cords break if necessary . ”

Areez again pulled his chained hands to approach Asher, Areez was really provoked by Asher.

Asher just chuckled at how hard Areez tried to break free from the chains in his hands, because he was satisfied enough that Asher decided to leave the interrogation room. He ignored Areez’s screams that kept calling his name.
“Make sure no one can enter this place, take good care of him. I’m sure Uncle Jack wants to speak to him one-on-one,” Asher said quietly to the guard he met outside the tightly locked interrogation room.

“Yes sir.”

Asher nodded slowly, after turning his head towards the locked interrogation room, Asher then walked towards the exit, following Nicholas who was waiting for him.

“It’s finished?” Nicholas asked impatiently.

Asher nodded slowly. “Yes.”

“What are you talking about?”

“An interesting discussion that is driving him crazy right now,” replied Asher with a satisfied smile.

“Making him crazy?” Nicholas repeated Asher’s words with great curiosity.

Asher smiled a little, instead of explaining the meaning of his words, Asher patted Nicholas on the shoulder calmly. “This is a little secret between me and him, you don’t need to know. It’s definitely something fun.”

After saying that Asher continued his steps back into the house, leaving Nicholas who was still in the basement.

“I’ll make sure what I said comes true,” Asher said to himself with a triumphant smile. “Seeing how much Suri protected Areez made Asher feel so jealous, that’s why he spoke to him like that. Asher wanted to show Areez that he meant more to Suri than Areez.

***

After six hours and twenty eight minutes, Zwetta finally arrived in Luxembourg. Actually Zwetta could go to a country that was wider and more beautiful than Luxembourg, but Zwetta had the urge to go to that country. Zwetta seemed to get such a strong prompting to visit Luxembourg, that finally at this time he arrived in a country that does not have a sea border.

Once off the bus, the first thing Zwetta did was find a provider for her cellphone. Since the bus terminal was not far from a shopping center, Zwetta easily looked for a place that sold sim cards. Because it was too rushed Hurry up, Zwetta must be willing to use the dollars she has to make transactions her cell returned to functioning, Zwetta then rushed to find a place to stay. She needed a place to rest tonight before resuming her activities tomorrow morning.

“Ok, it looks like this hotel is quite safe,” Zwetta said to herself when she managed to find a four-star hotel that was not far enough from where she was now.

Without thinking, Zwetta then stopped the taxi and left the bus stop where she was sitting to activate her cell phone. While crossing the streets of Luxembourg, suddenly the feeling of tightness that previously hit Zwetta comes again. This time the effect is even greater, Zwetta looks so hard to breathe. Feeling that something was wrong with the passenger she was carrying, the taxi driver immediately stopped his car on the side of the road.

“What is it, Miss? What happened?” asked the taxi driver in thick French.

Zwetta raised her left hand up, signaling the taxi driver to be quiet and not to disturb her. As if understanding the code that Zwetta gave, the taxi driver immediately covered her mouth and continued to watch Zwetta without blinking.

After five minutes had passed, Zwetta seemed to have regained her composure. The tightness that was choking her chest slowly disappeared although there was still a slight discomfort left.

“Are you all right, Miss?” asked the taxi driver again.

Zwetta lifted her face up, looking at the taxi driver who looked so worried about her.

“I’m fine,” Zwetta stammered. “Sorry to make you worry.”

“Are you serious, Miss? Your face is very pale,” said the taxi driver again seriously.

Zwetta nodded slowly. “Yeah, I’m fine now. Sorry to make you worry.”

“Don’t you want to go to the hospital, Miss?”

“No, I don’t need a hospital. What I need right now is rest, I think I’m too tired by now.”



The taxi driver smiled. “Okay then, let’s continue our journey back to the hotel.”

“Thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me, miss. This is my job.” The taxi driver then continued his journey to the hotel that Zwetta a moment ago.

Luckily Luxembourg’s roads were not too congested, so in less than twenty minutes the taxi carrying Zwetta arrived at the hotel. After making the payment, Zwetta then rushed out of the taxi. Her goal at this time was to lie down on the bed immediately, the tight feeling that had hit her a moment ago came back.

“Good evening, Miss. Can we help you?” ask the receptionist politely to greet who was already standing in front of her.

Zwetta who got hit again looked at the receptionist with cold sweat running down her face. “I want...”

“Miss!!”

The receptionist’s scream made several officers in the hotel lobby turn towards her, they all then worked together to help Zwetta who suddenly fell unconscious. When Zwetta was taken to the ambulance, tears suddenly flowed from Zwetta ‘s unconscious eyes. Zwetta was crying again in her sleep, just as she had been doing unconsciously for the past eight months.