15. Alin Nadhiya

He's gone.

Without saying goodbye or leaving any other messages, he left me in this room. After all that happened, he didn't necessarily think of me as special and gave me the news of where he was going next.

Like any regular relationship, nothing special.

After showering and having breakfast, I looked for Fukumi's business card which he left for me yesterday and he immediately left my place.

This is the only chance I have. Even though it seems like a coincidence, what Fukumi is offering is what I need right now.

I need to go quickly. Illegal or not, I have to get away from here ... from Daniel who will force his will on me later.

I can't last long or I will fall in love with him even more. Most likely, my mind will be poisoned by love and I'm willing to become a vampire just to be with Daniel forever.

No.

I can't be a vampire. I still love myself as a human being, I still love my father and mother who are waiting for me in Indonesia.

I'll go home. Either way, I will return to my home country.

"Fukumi-san!" I knocked quite firmly on the door, like I was banging on the door of the not too big house listed on Fukumi's business card.

Even though he lives next door to Daniel's apartment, in fact Fukumi has another residential address. A quite comfortable house filled with flowers and some thick trees.

I got here on foot, quite tired, but that's all right. As long as I can leave here, I willing to feel tired.

Fukumi opened the door and he was surprised to see me. "Alin-san, omae ...."

"I want to go back to my country. Please, take me to meet the acquaintance you told about that time."

"But, why all of a sudden ...." Fukumi looked at me suspiciously.

"I have to go quickly." I smiled bitterly. "No, I miss my family who are in Indonesia."

"Not because you have a problem with Daniel?"

I was silent, my mouth was shut.

Fukumi smiled faintly. "An argument between two lovers, apparently." He chuckled. "After you come back, won't you miss him again?"

"Do I have to answer that question?" I asked doubtfully, but Fukumi just shook his head and stepped away from the door.

"Come in."

I looked at him suspiciously. "You ... did not immediately take me to meet your acquaintance?"

"You want to meet him now?" he asked back, frowning and making his eyes look even more narrow.

I nodded doubtfully. "Is it possible?"

Fukumi let out a rough breath. "Yes, he's here."

"Eh?" I stared at him in shock. The acquaintance is here? Is the person staying over or is he visiting?

"He lives here, because his house is being renovated, and I happen to prefer to live in an apartment, so, I let him live in this house for a while."

I smiled relieved to hear that. I thought why, apparently there is a reason behind it all. Fukumi didn't seem to be lying to me, the words that came out of his lips sounded honest and real.

Not like Daniel who sometimes said sentences I couldn't understand what he meant.

"Come in!"

I gasped and stepped into the house. I started staring at the existing furniture as well as looking for the whereabouts of Fukumi's friend we had been talking about.

There was no sign of movement. Meanwhile, Fukumi invited me to sit on the sofa and offered me a drink.

"What do you want to drink?"

"Anything."

I turned my head, there was no sign that the man would appear, while Fukumi disappeared behind one of the walls.

"Didn't he lie to me?" I asked myself, until Fukumi returned with two glasses of suspicious red juice.

As if he could read my gesture, he said, "This is strawberry juice, don't look at me like I'm going to poison you, take it easy, I won't do anything to you."

I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, I met his gaze with a sweet smile while taking the glass he offered.

"Drink up!"

I drank a little, it was strawberry flavored, not a strange taste or a strange smell, so Fukumi didn't lie to me.

"Fukumi-san, where is your friend?"

"Ah ... he's out, just wait a minute." Fukumi sat on the sofa opposite while drinking the same juice I just drank. "Usually he won't be long, so I asked you to come in and offer you a drink. "

"Ah ... I see."

I went back to drinking the strawberry juice given by Fukumi without feeling suspicious anymore. Besides, I was fine the first time I swallowed it, and the long journey from the apartment to this place managed to make my throat feel dry.

We didn't make any more sound. Fukumi glanced at me every now and then, his awkward expression made me understand that he wasn't comfortable in this position, but what can I do? I also didn't find a topic that we can discuss until late.

Maybe.

"Fukumi-san!"

"Hm?"

"Is your acquaintance … boy or girl?" I asked curiously.

"A grown man, he's a doctor."

I nodded in understanding. Owning a private plane should be a rich man, if a doctor, most likely it is, if that person is willing to save diligently.

"Why?"

I shook my head, suddenly I remembered Fukumi's story at that time. About his girlfriend choosing a doctor instead of an employee like him.

"Do you remember my story at that time?" Fukumi smiled faintly when he saw me nod. "Not him, of course, I will not be friends with the person who destroyed me."

"Right," I chuckled and somehow my head started to feel dizzy.

I tried to endure the drowsiness that suddenly came and made me unable to be saved. I shook my head slowly, even though it's useless, asleep continued to approach and forbade me to wake up.

***

I woke up in a dark room, with no light, but the gurgling sound of metal objects hitting the floor made me shudder with horror.

"Is there anyone?"

The voice was heard again accompanied by a harsh grunt. "Stupid human."

"Who is there?"

I tried to get up, even though my body was still too weak. However, I wonder what's in here, there should be another human, right? Then what sound has been so noisy since earlier?

"Don't move much let alone get close."

"Why?" I asked, staring at the darkness, hoping that the figure was indeed in front of me. "Besides, why were the lights turned off? Like something just went wrong."

"Don't you remember why you got here?" the question left me speechless.

I remembered coming to Fukumi's house to ask his friend for help. So why am I here now? Why did I pass out earlier?

"Why did I get here?" I asked in amazement, right, why am I here?

Fukumi who brought me here?

But for what?

"What is your relationship with Fukumi?"

"He's ... a neighbor of my apartment, I came here because I wanted to ask for help from a friend who reportedly has a private plane."

"What are you asking for his help for?" asked the man that I didn't know what his physical form was.

"You know, right? There's terror out there, scary serial killers, I don't like any of that, I want to go home to my country."

The man let out a tired sigh. "That's what you need a plane for?"

Suddenly the lights in the room came on, though not as bright as the big lights, but the color of the orange fluorescent bulb illuminating this room was enough for me to see the figure who had been talking to me.

The figure was in the corner of the room, his hands and feet locked by large chains. His white clothes looked worn and tattered as if they had been cut by something.

"You're here to be my food," he said, making my eyes wide open.

Suddenly, his black eyes turned red and began to glare at me, then the fangs on his mouth began to grow.

"You understand, don't you? I'm not human."

"You ...."

My mouth is wide open.

No more mistake.

This man ... is just like Daniel.

"Vampire?"