Novelas de aristeia_maria

Third Person's POV Now that Rhea has a hostage, she is sure that the police officers cannot hurt her. She will use this old woman to escape. But if the police are hard, she might kill this woman. She will not let herself be put in such a dirty place like jail. It will destroy the reputation she built for herself. "Please... Let me go," the old woman pleaded. Instead of listening to the woman's request she hold her neck even tighter for her to find it difficult to escape from her hands. "Just shut up. I'll cut you neck if you make more noise," she whispered on the old woman's ear. Nothing is in Rhea's mind but pure hatred and anger. They started walking and Rhea is exploring her sight to see if there are police officers near them. When she feels that i

Third Person's POV The attention of everyone is turned to the bunches of police cars driving in the highway. Cars, trucks, buses, motorcycles, and any other vehicles stopped and gave way for the police cars. The siren of the police cars is echoing almost in the whole area. People get out from their houses. It is the first time that the people witnessed this kind of scene. Usually, when the police officers are going to arrest someone, there is only one police car to go, but now is different. It looks like the police authorities are going to capture a group terrorists because of almost eight number of police cars with four police officers inside. "Miss Fatima? Dad? Aren't the police over acting?" Sarah asked of nowhere. Sandro looked at her. With that l

Third Person's POV It is another day and just like yesterday, all of them are waiting for the police to call. But not like what they did last time, they are now doing several things instead just sitting on the couch and staring at the to and wait for it to ring. They made themselves busy but their ears are all lending on the telephone. "Miss Fatima, what's this?" Sarah asked while showing the black box that she found inside the cabinet. "Oh," Miss Fatima reacted and then walks towards Sarah. She takes a closer look to the black box that Sarah is holding. She smiles widely. "That was the box that I am using when I was still teaching," Miss Fatima answered. Sarah was shocked and amaze at the sam

Third Person's POV "Child, someone you love will die. Be careful." That sentence that came from the old woman's mouth kept on ringing inside Sarah's head. Even if she tries to forget it, it is still coming back. She did everything just to remove that sentence on her mind. She tried to focus on any thing that will make her enjoy but it has no sense. After the old woman said those words to her, the whole circulatory system of her started to make the process faster than the normal. Sweats started to build up on her face and her heart can't do anything but to palpitate. "I must ignore it," Sarah said to herself. She is now walking back to her home. Even if she already said to her

Sarah's POVThe night passed and the only thing that is circulating in my mind is about the case. I know I can not do so much thing for me to help Miss Fatima and the authorities, but I can not stop myself from thinking several things about it. I am over thinking on things. Yesterday night, I can't sleep well for my mind is not at peace. I am thinking several things that could possibly happen after two days. What if Rhea manage to escape from the police? What if the police will not be able to arrest her? What if we all fail? I know that over thinking and being so freak out about these things does not contribute any help from the police to solve the case. I am still lucky that I made myself fell asleep before eleven in the evening even if my mind is in war."Miss Fatima, where is dad?" I asked her while I am sipping my coffee."As usual, in the garden. He is removing the tall grasses," Mi

Third Person's POVMiss Fatima and Sandro went back to their home after the imterrogation. PO2 Lopez told them that they have to wait for a day or two before the the warrabt of arrest could be make. He also reminded them that they must not tell anyone about the confession that happen so that Rhea will not be aware that police are now doing the process to arrest her.When they reached their house, they saw Sarah sitting on the couch while writing something. It looks like she does not notice that Miss Fatima and Sandro is already home. She continues on writing something on a piece of paper using colorful pens.Sarah stops on what she is doing when someone sits besides her. "What's that?" Miss Fatima asked.Sarah looked at her and she was slightly shocked knowing that Miss Fatima and her father is already at home. "When did you come home?" Sarah asked."We

I always think why I was born in this country. Sometimes, I wish I live somewhere peaceful, somewhere that law is fair, unlike here in Felghana. I know that people should be nationalistic, and that they should love their own country, but how can you love your own country if it doesn't love you? "Argh, stressful," I said out of nowhere while lying down in my bed. I just woke up but I feel so exhausted like I already did tons of work. While lying in my bed, what happened yesterday comes back in my mind. I remember how Kate holds my hand, and how soft her voice even if it is over the line. I remember how her eyes look at me with so much... affection? I shook my head. That's not a right thing to think. Maybe I was just over-acting yester

"Hey, Kate. What's up?" I asked her when I finally get over my emotion. The feeling earlier stopped, maybe because I forced myself to do it so. "Nothing special," she answered. "By the way, are you okay now?" "Huh? Of course, I am. Why wouldn't I?" I asked her. It's too late before I realized that I sound so defensive. I almost shout when I answered her. "Okay. I'll just agree with what you said even if I'm not convince," she said before letting out a sigh. "Why did you call me, by the way?" I asked Kate to change the topic of our conversation. It's a bit unusual that Kate is calling me in the middle

"I don't know that you have that kind of past, Casy," Kate said. "I just tell that story to the people close to me. Actually, Dhaile is the first one whom I told that story," I replied. "That's kinda terrifying, and also traumatic, but atleast I already overcome that," I added. "That's sure traumatic. Imagine, a seven year old will witness that kind of scene. That will give fear to that child," Unah said. "Let's just forgot about it," I said. "Do you have any more questions, Kate? We can help you as long as we know the answer," I told her. "Well, let me see," she posed like she is thinking deeply about something. "Hmm, I can't think of any questions. What about telling me why other Ministers after Minister Kang didn't change the law about

"I agree to what Kate said," Unah stated. "Fighting back won't help. The people with powers and money are the superior, while the others are becoming slaves and victims of their cruelty," she added. I can't believe what I'm hearing from them. It looks like they already accepted that Felghana is a cruel country because of its government. "Casy, don't mind the student. Never again. It's not your obligation. Besides, God is here. He knows what is the truth," Dhaile said as she stands up. "Uhm, Unah, can I use your comfort room?" Dhaile asked. "Oh yes. Just enter that way and you will see a blue door. That's the comfort room. The switch for the lights are inside," Unah answered. "Thanks," Dh

There's no class today but I'm so stressed. The thing that just happened days ago is still circulating inside my mind. Mrs. Cambri's depressing face is what I can see right now. After General Cleofas sent us away, Mrs. Cambri cannot help but to cry. I want to tell her that we can still do something in order to save her son's life, but after the words of surrender came out from her mouth, I know that she already accepted her son's fate. "Ugh! My head hurts!" I exclaimed while touching my head. I can't focus on what I'm doing. Instead of putting my attention on making my student's grades, I'm thinking about my student, Angelo Cambri. What will happem to him? Will they execute him also? I feel distraught just by thinking abo

"Good afternoon," Mrs. Avena greeted the guard of General Cleofas' office."Good afternoon, ma'am. What can I do for you?" he asked."We want to talk to General Cleofas. May we?" "I'm sorry, but those who are allowed to talk to the General are higher person only or those with permission from them."