Ammar lived. Don’t worry dear
friends. Ammar do involved in the accident, but he survived, with waist down
paralysis. This sweet little matured Iman took him, and his siblings with her. They
get married. And happily ever after is all they can imagined.
All Ammar and his siblings can imagined.
You know the nature of
predator right, they see, they stalk, and they attack when they know they can
win. She is one now. She know she can win, she know she is the sole winner of
this competition. Ammar has literally no power. Even his junkies can’t be used.
That’s why she took them in. she just wanted to play with her food, Ammar. And once
she’s bored, she’ll hunt again. Its not about hunger anymore. Its about
cravings.
So she did what he did to him.
He calls up for her, she remain silent staring right through his face
He complaints his hungry, she point out the food in the fridge
He said he’s sick, she’ll go all baby-voice ‘alolololo, kesiann.’ And left
But on the good day,
She brings home feast for all of them
She reads his favorite book to him before bed
She cuddles with him watching Marvel movies
But never in a week straight. Just like how his sweet gestures to her
was. Ammar can’t complaint because he knows what she’s doing. He must be
thinking, I should really treat this petite girl right when I got the chance,
because she is still petite now, but she is more of a devil than the satan
itself. And he wish he died in the accident, because somehow living was worst
than hell at this point of his life.
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