8 - Wounded

In his fear of Don Jukka, he was busy studying. He also had a private tutor every night and when he could no longer handle all the pressure and loneliness, he tried to slit his wrist. But two maids, Lolita and Loida, caught up with him when he once entered his room with the master key.

A few years later, he slowly found out that Don Jukka owned an illegal business that was a Black Arms Trade. It is an organization for illegal arms transactions around the world mostly in Russia. It is not always in the mansion and it is always absent, if it comes back from another country it buys him a lot of material things that almost lacks his room in excessive quantity but he cannot use. They are just piled up in the warehouse even though he wants to give them away but no one wants to receive anything from him. He was like a dreaded disease.

Every year Don's staff dies and it's not new to Jackylyn, she's also used to being shot even if she's in front of them or they're at the table. Don Jukka was such a wicked man that he prayed every night that if he didn’t die he would have gotten out of that place. He is only forced to call this grandfather every time he faces it but the truth is, he thinks of the old man as a demon.

A TAP woke Jackylyn from her deep sleep. Theon was exactly the one he realized with a worried face. Her forehead was furrowed as she looked at him.

"You okay?"

He nodded slowly. "O-okay just a-me…"

“Good. Let's move to the right side of the island. ”

He nodded in agreement and it helped him stand up. According to Theon, he slept for two hours so he had time to haul supplies from the sunken yacht. It was also able to make a small hut from the trees it picked up and dried coconut leaves from a distance near the mouth of the forest to enter.

"You'll stay inside while I stay here." It pointed outside where it had placed some of the equipment it had picked up from the sunken yacht. It also had firewood and he thought it would be a bonfire later.

"Are you sure? I can be out here because— ”

"Come on, Jacky, you're wounded," he interrupted whatever he was going to say.

That's enough again. He has a wound and this is not the time for him to insist on something he knows ‘it won’t allow.

The night came. They ate fruit and fish that night. Earlier, Theon entered the forest alone and came out with bananas and turnips for their food. He was embarrassed by his ability to find food while he sat all day. The man also made a bonfire and relieved his cold because of his wound. The story is, it is used to survival mode so this kind of life is not new for it.

He could not sleep inside the hut so he just kept staring at the cloud that was now full of stars. He winced when he felt his wound. Good and that's all he got. He decided to stand up and forced himself not to make any noise so as not to wake the man who was now sound asleep sleeping outside. Banana leaf is its lining and its pillow is its one hand. On observation, it looks very tired. He smiled sadly at that thought and before he went near the beach, he lit the bonfire so that the fire would not go out. He sat sadly on the sand and stared at the sky. There were many twinkling stars and somehow, he felt relieved. She wonders how long the man can keep them here on this island? Will anyone help them just in case? Will Don Jukka's staff find him?

Later, to his surprise, someone sat next to him.

"You should take a rest." Theon. “Why are you here?”

Her heart pounded at that gentle voice of Theon's. He kept shivering. “No, I'm just breathing for a while. I'll be right back too. You, why are you here? You should rest now. ”

It's breathtaking. “I am, and then I saw you heading this way. I thought you were sleep walking. ” it barely laughed at what was said and scratched its head. “Okay, I’ll go first. Don’t stay here for too long Jackylyn. A boar might gonna eat you. ”

He was suddenly taken aback when he said, “Baboy ramo? Is there anything here? ”

He nodded immediately and then stood up. He quickly stood up and complied with it. The man just laughed at her and bit his lip so hard. He doesn’t want to be eating pork ramo.

If the sun hadn't shone on Jackylyn's face that morning and smelled the delicious grilled fish, she might not have wanted to get up. Exactly as he came out of the hut, he saw the food prepared on the wide rock. There was a banana, guava, turnip and two large grilled fish. He suddenly tasted and spat at what he saw.

“Good morning sleeping doll. Breakfast is ready. ”

She blushed at what it said. Doll? He wanted to ask that but shame preceded him. In a few moments he became greedy for food. It was as if he had just tried to be human for so long.

"T-thank you," he promised after he burped.

He just nodded and smiled that reddened his cheek.

That day he helped Theon haul rocks and made a big help signal in the sand even though he didn’t want to. He insisted. His wound was no longer too painful and it was not too deep. Hopefully they can be rescued quickly even though he doesn't know where he will go after that.

He sat on the large chunk of rock and watched the man bathing in the clear and deep blue water. If he knew how to swim he might have paddled earlier. He smiles every time it ascends and like a god descends from the throne every time its muscles and abs flex in the body. Before she could judge the man, she got down from her seat and decided to go for a walk and find her bag. He might see it and he needs the flesh of it. His documents and money were sealed in a plastic so he knew they were unreadable.

The island was big so he had to walk a long way but he could almost reach the end of it, he didn't see any bag. His shoulders slumped as he returned to the hut. What will he spend the money on when Theon and I leave the island?

"Looking for something?"

Only then did he notice that Theon had finished taking a bath and put on his shorts again. It has late fish and clams and shellfish. It fixes them on a large rock and under it is a fire. Will it cook?

"Are you going to cook?" he asked in shock.

He laughed at what he did. “Yeah. Why? ”

It faced the leaves he did not know what the names were and where it got. It had a chunk of sharp stone in one hand and he didn’t know what it was for either.

"What are those?" He came over here and looked at what the man was doing. He was amused by what he saw and did not know that it was possible to cook on this island without even a knife. Even though she knew something in the kitchen, when it came to the man she felt like she lacked knowledge.

"Herbs."

She nodded at what it said. He did not know the name of this herb. His gaze followed its every move and he was amazed. It seems to be very used to this situation. Even if it is alone, it can survive.

“And one thing, I love the shrimp soup you cooked for me. Delicious. I liked the taste. Guess I will look for that dish, ”he said.

She smiled raw. He thought it would not eat. He just didn't answer. He waits for it to cook what it is cooking because he smells so good and he is very greedy even though he does not know what it is cooking. Just fish with its chopped leaves.

"Kindly get me the soy sauce and vinegar."

“Huh? Do we have any? ” he was asked.

"Yeah, there's a store behind this forest." It pointed to the forest.

He believed and stood up to follow what he said. It stopped him immediately.

"I'm joking, hey!" It laughed. “It's just next to the icebox. I’ll pick those things along the shore. Drifting. Good thing because we can still eat delicious foods for that. If you know what I mean ... ”