44 - Listen

Odessa freely breathed in the cold air when she was on the balcony. He had just arrived and was the first to be greeted by his host mother because she had no plans to go home. Tenderly he just hugged it and gave a little greeting.

Hopefully, he can forget Frahisto even without them. This heart of his is, ‘unstoppable. Perhaps if he had sent that night, he might have given up his body. He just bit his lip and sighed.

The days passed quickly and he didn't think much of Frahisto either. His constant companionship at sea with his father, who collects fish and some seafoods to take to Malcogn’s Island, helped a lot. His father is a personal deliverer every Sunday and that should be foolproof.

The other day, he almost had a heart attack. After all, she and her father took the woman who had fled the island. Because his father felt sorry for him, he took him with him when they came home. He met the girl by the name Ellah and it didn't tell much. He just cried when he cried and he felt sorry for the woman.

Fortunately, they were not affected by Mr. Malcogn when its men were looking for the woman. Otherwise, his family's only livelihood — fishing — would be in jeopardy.

"Ate Goddess!"

He turned to the boy who had called to him. She smiled at her brother's look. It's very dirty again and I haven't taken a bath yet.

"Why aren't you taking a bath yet, huh?" sita niya. He was in Hunasan at that time, part of the sea at low tide. He picks what they can make into a dish.

"Eh kasi ate ..."

“And where do you get the chocolates you eat? You really are Inggo, so your teeth are rotting. ”

He just frowned and scratched his head, "Listen first, sister!"

He laughed and stood up from the nod. It really bothers him, eh. He faced it proudly with his hand full of mud.

“What’s that? Are you circumcised? ” He just smirked at her and was about to turn his back when he pulled on his clothes. “Just a joke, what is it brother? Why did you call me? ”

"Someone is giving it to you."

Only then did he notice a bundle of Forget Me Not flowers his brother was carrying. His chest heaved at the sight and he felt mixed emotions. Is he already dead? This flower is killer, ah!

"W-who gave?" He picked it up quickly and his eyes glazed over at the flower. He didn't want to be shaken but ... He was shivering like a fool.

"Si kuyang gwapo!" It pointed to the other side of the sea. He frowned, he couldn't see anyone. All he could see was a boat. "Oh, why is it gone?"

"What's his name?"

He thought and his face lit up, “Yx! Yx looks like him. ” Then it turned away without saying goodbye.

He would have stopped his brother and asked who Yx was, he had already left and even quarreled with one of his brothers. He just shrugged and stared at the flower. It was as if all the pain in his back had disappeared from the crotch and playing in the mud to get an extra dish.

Who is Yx?

He still thought, from Frahisto. She suddenly felt sad again when she remembered that man. Okay okay! That's enough, Odessa. He shook his head and placed the flower in an empty bucket then proceeded. Then he would think of Frahisto when he was able to move on totally.



THE breadth of Odessa's smile as she talks to the children in their village. He was on top of a large chunk of rock as the children faced him and listened to the children's story he told that day.

He still has to wave his hand to make his story Paru-paro at Bulaklak even more thrilling. Other men also listened to her but because she was so aloof with the young men in their village, no one tried to woo her.

"Ate, ate!"

He looked at the boy who called him and then smiled. "Are you hungry already?"

"No. I'll just ask why Paru-paro left Bulaklak if he really loves it? ”

He laughed at that innocent question. “Because not everyone who loves you will stay. The others just came to hurt you ... ”

“Ate is your drama! Borken hartid ka no? ” his brother groaned, "Oyy si ate, borken!"

He was about to throw a slipper at it when one of his sisters approached, carrying a bundle of a Forget Me Not. She immediately handed him the flower and turned away.

"Who is this from?" Hesitantly he stood up and followed it.

“Kuyang pogi just reached out. He just said, he is Yx after leaving. ” its artistic response and persistence.

The children's temptations immediately resounded with him and were still thrilled. Some children sneezed at him that he was Bulaklak and anIt was said that Paru-paro gave him flowers. Suddenly he was stunned and remembered Frahisto ...

How is he ... Hey! I don’t want to think about that man. He will take care of his life!



Farhistt watched Odessa FREELY as he talked to the children. The children sat on the sand while the girl sat on the chunk of rock. For some reason, he found himself looking at her again. He shook his head slightly as he glanced at the flower he was holding. He is listening to the story of these Butterflies and Flowers and somehow, he feels ... He is the one in this story. He smiled at the child's naughty question but also lost his smile immediately at Odessa's answer. There was pain in the tone of his voice and he could not escape hearing that.

He sighed and then called the girl he knew was the girl's sister. He handed the flower to his sister and said he was Yx. He first looked at the girl in the direction of Odessa and then he decided to leave. He has been here in this village for a few days and he also needs to return to Makati. He has more to do personally besides monitoring Don Hernandez's condition.

He just allowed himself to see the girl, which he didn’t notice. In the kiss he made, he felt he was the one who was blown away. The impact jarred him to the core. He was not prepared. His wall collapsed that he himself had built.

"Yx?"

He is already in Makati and he is facing Magnar and Tiverius. Magnar just came home the other day while Tiverius, last week from Russia. He’s glad and the two finished the assignment he gave without fail. The Dark X four constellation; Magnar, Tiverius, Maccabi and Gallagher. Without them, he could not say that the organization he built was successful.

“Have you heard it? I have another case going on. It’s about slavery and human trafficking— ”

"We've heard that," Magnar quickly interrupted Tiverius, "You're always late for gossip."

His eyes widened and he ignored Magnar. It just stared at him as the three of them were on the rooftop, ventilating and holding a bottle of beer. The rooftop of the towering building was his favorite of all. From his vantage point, he can see the overall view of the entire city. In the beautiful flash of light at night until the cold wind that struggles to embrace his person wrapped in darkness and emptiness.

"Those women were sold to prostitution," he said, "As far as I know, sex work is now legalized in a few countries in Nevada, US. Others are sold thru the black market. ” He gulped down the beer he was holding. He couldn't even taste the bitterness.

Magnar shook his head and laughed at the word sex work. “Here’s my two cents: Prostitution should be legal and Sex trafficking shouldn’t be. You know, sex with consent is okay. Non-consensual sex and sex to minors is not. ”

Tiverius immediately reacted to Magnar's response, “Prostitution should not be legal, Magnar. What will happen to the future generations? Nothing. All women or men will just sell their bodies because of that. You really are a crazy person! ”

“Face it. The world is slowly changing ... ”

“You want me to sell you to gay for eight thousand first? After all, you are worth so little. ”

He just grinned and the two started arguing when he exited. He is impartial. "I have a new assignment for you two," they immediately fell silent and listened to him. He sipped the beer again and gently dropped it on the empty side. "Take a break."

"Huh?"

“I’m giving you a whole month of break. It's up to you where you are during that month. ” He got up from his seat and stepped to the exit. They are above Fortocarrero Properties. He faced them for a moment. "See you next month."

At the same time they gave a salute that was obviously still unbelievable. Shaken, he continued to walk and to go home to his mansion. He was the only one living and no one was with him, except for two housemates who only came every Saturday to clean.

To this day, he still feels angry every time he remembers the incident every night he also always dreams of. The sobs and cries of his wife and only human child, who died that day.

Farhistt cooled himself. This is not the right time to think about the lost family. Especially and Cuhen needs him too. He knew there was something wrong with the investigation the friend had done but he would let it be discovered. As much as possible, he does not resort to anger. He was taken away, and when his anger finally exploded ... The crowd was affected and touched. No, he won’t let it happen again.

They weren’t that close to Florae; the bereaved fiancée of Cuhen. Four id them but to think it was killed ... He cannot forgive the perpetrator. He got a lead but it wasn’t clear. The perpetrator was clean and all the killings were obviously planned. He wanted to dance, but he refused. His friend was against it and he was just behind if it called his name.

He clenched his fist as he got into his car. Odessa's innocent face appeared in his mind. She was smiling but the sadness was reflected in the twinkle of her beautiful eyes.

I hurt him ...

He leaned over and stared at the dashboard for a long time. Will he be sorry for kissing the girl? It keeps bugging him. Part of him says no, and part of him says yes. He sighed and calmed himself several times. Then there is the feeling that he wants to see it.

Fuck! What’s wrong with you, Farhistt? This is not good. This is not really good!