Chapter 2 Oscar

<Mia>

"Why are you grumpy?" I asked Ethan. We are here on the terrace looking at the stars and the moon. The moon is really beautiful. I will never get tired of looking at it every day. We are still here at the mansion, tomorrow we will go home and we will sleep here. That's why we brought clothes earlier.

He didn't answer so I looked at him and he was just seriously looking at the moon.

"Hey!" I shook him. The depth of thought. He looked at me with no expression on his face.

He sighed.

"That's too deep" I complained.

"What?" he still has a poker face.

I looked into his eyes again. Those eyes seem to have something that I can't explain and point out. They always seem to have something to say. When you look into his eyes it's like you're drowning.

"What are you writing?" I ask. I think my grammar is wrong.

He blinked.

"You mean, what am I thinking?" He assured. I nodded in response. The important thing is that he understood what I wanted to say.

He looked at the moon again.

"I'm thinking about our future." His face was serious.

“Oh! I have a joke!"

When I change the topic because I don't want to know what he thinks about our future, I also don't want to talk about that thing. We're doing great about this marriage but, I don't see that it will work. Also, there is no certainty in this world. There are many plans that do not go according to fate, so the ending is painful. I don't see myself being with him for the rest of my life, but it's also hard to say goodbye.

"Knock knock," I started. I haven't even laughed at my own joke.

"Come in?" He answered uncertainly.

"Are you joking?" I exclaimed. He looked at me seriously again.

"Do I look like I'm joking?" He doesn't look like he's joking, but since when did he joke? This man has no sense of humour.

I couldn't help but laugh at what he said, it looks like he won't really answer then his face is still serious.

"Okay..." I adjusted my seat.

"Kulot open,"

Kulot is curled in English.

I waited for the answer.

"Kulot opens who," but I didn't receive anything. This man is boring. What does it know about the world that I know?

"You’re breaking my joke!" I whispered. I don't even feel like my joke is cracked yet. I suppressed my laughter.

"Kulot open, kulot open," I raised my hand and opened and closed my palm. I laughed at my own joke but his position and expression were still the same.

He didn't even laugh. There are so many people laughing at my corny jokes.

"Hey! Can you laugh!” I hit him on the arm.

“Tsk!” I made him suffer. Really stuck.

"That's how you talk" I snorted.

"Did you see that?" he was looking into nothingness.

"Huh?!" I was very close to his arm, maybe he saw a ghost.

"Did you see the aeroplane pass by the moon?" I let go of his arm.

Ah, it's an aeroplane, I thought it was a ghost. But why is he looking at nothing or, this man is just fooling me?

I looked at the sky again and saw nothing.

"Nothing." His eyes are so clear.

Nathan came.

"Chanx..." Nathan called his twin by his third name in a serious deep tone.

It's scary, it just appears all of a sudden.

I looked at him from head to toe. He is wearing a plain white shirt and black coat, pants and black shoes, and his expensive silver wristwatch. Next, I looked at his hair, It's colour black.

"Let's talk."

Clean cut, huh? Wait, I look at Ethan's hairstyle. Wow, they also have the same style in clothes and hairstyles.

"Urgent."

I just looked back and forth at the two of them. Because they really look alike and it's hard to figure out what's different about them. About the attitude, personality, and personal preference, I'm not sure, because I haven't been able to talk to and spend time with this guy, Nathan. Except, they are both serious and that's all. That's all I noticed.

"Market"

Ethan turned to me.

"It's fine? We will just talk?”

Ethan is wearing a plain white t-shirt too.

"Hey!" I blinked when he slapped me on the forehead.

"Huh?!" I asked vaguely.

"I said, we will talk. I'll be back quickly."

I looked at Nathan who was also looking at me.

"U-uh, o-keh," I immediately looked back. I can't look at his eyes, they are too deep and mysterious, unlike Ethan's shining eyes.

"Wait for me here." He kissed my forehead before they left. Oh, that's sweet.

He may be cold, serious, and silent, but he is the sweetest.

I sat down again and leaned on the wooden chair, I looked at the moon again, it was as if Ethan just left, I looked at the moon ugly. I sighed, I forgot to bring my DSLR with us, I wish I could have captured how seriously he looked at the moon.

I went back to our room to get it. I love taking pictures. Especially memories and scenery are so important to me; I feel I need to capture every moment and keep them.

My life is connected with photography. This is my oxygen, my life.

While I was going back to our place, I was busy looking at the photos I had taken. Mostly what I took here is Ethan, he has a side view and there is a stolen shot of him talking and smiling. Hey! It was very telling earlier.

I giggled when I saw his picture while he was sleeping. But, he's still handsome even when he's asleep.

I will make him pay for them because my skills were used to take good pictures of him.

I was in a light mood while looking at pictures when suddenly someone grabbed my arm. Fear consumes me.

"Mia..." a baritone voice called out to me. I was surrounded by the class he called me.

I looked up to see him.

"U-uncle..." I said scared. Who wouldn't be afraid, his eyes were red.

"Hmm..." my body hairs stood up.

"Uncle, I'm in pain," I said scared.

He tightened his grip on my arm.

"Where's your loving husband?" I could smell the alcohol on his breath.

"Uncle, I'm in pain. Let go of me." I tried to struggle but his grip on me was really tight.

"You will really be hurt by me," he sowed dangerously to me.

"Right timing," he whispered.

I tried to step on him but he dodged so I didn't expect what he did next. He punched me in the face so hard that I sat on the floor, my whole body suddenly weakened from what he did. It's like he poured all his energy onto me.

Help!

First of all, I don't really feel good about him anymore.

My face felt numb, my knees were also getting soft.

He violently stood me up and tortured me, he held my cheek tightly. His eyes were shining.

"You bitch!"

The tightened his grip on me. I'm already moaning in pain.

“If you didn't marry my nephew, Ethan. The lands in Batangas are now named after me!”

Help.

I want to scream for help but I can't, I'm too weak. I'm also scared at this time. My God, I hope I live. I'm not ready to die yet.

"You suddenly appear in our family, huh? I never saw and knew you before!”

What is this man going to say?

Why? Do I want to marry Ethan?! My father forced me to marry him!

"You know, did you and Ethan plan this, huh?!? How much did you get out of your conversation?!”

Ethan Lee Chanx, where have you been? You said you were just talking to your brother, why did it take you so long to come? I'm going to die if you haven't come yet.

Please, someone, save me.

"Bullshit! Those lands should be mine!”

What land he is talking about?

“A-a-ac-ck!” I tried to speak.

"But what?!” He was stunned. "If you don't suddenly show up and get married, he won't give you and Ethan the two lands in Batangas!" I don't know anything about that and I don't care.

I want to answer him but I don't have the energy.

"It will be transferred to my name but you get married and it became a gift to you." I didn't know that that old man gifted us two lands in Batangas when we got married, and Ethan didn’t tell me anything.

Ethan, where are you? Your Uncle is going to kill me!

He let go of me and punched me again.

“A-A-hh-ck!” I vomited blood. I feel like I'm going to borrow a dog's face from the force of his punch.

“Bitch!” I crawled to get away from him but he kicked me.

"Trying to escape, huh!" he said like a demon.

Satan is in front of me, this is how it feels to face satan and death.

Forgive me for all the sins I have committed.

~

<Third Person>

The twins are silently walking inside the mansion. They saw Mark and Raffy playing cards in the living room.

"Raf..." Nathan called his nephew.

The boy approached him.

"Uncle!" Raffy looks shy.

"My present to you, Happy birthday." He greeted and ruffled Raffy’s hair.

"Me, don't I have a gift?" asked Mark. But Nathan ignored him.

"Thank you," Raffy said shyly.

Nathan just nodded and they continued walking inside towards the study room.

"Hey! Child!” Mark, called Nathan again but, he didn't bother.

Mark was the second oldest among the siblings but he acted like a child.

"I fuck up!" Nathan started when they got inside.

Ethan didn't speak and waited for him to finish telling the story.

"I need money," Nathan said softly, almost whispering.

"I can lend you."

"No, it's not the thing," Nathan said with difficulty.

"I need huge money, and don't tell this to the old man," Nathan is referring to their grandfather.

"I married a rich woman."

Ethan didn't make any reaction.

"She has one daughter, and she's a teenager," Nathan added.

"Grandfather will give you money as a present if you tell him that you're married." Ethan, suggestions. Because they were given a gift, they were given a large land in Batangas and not just one, but two, those lands are such a good income.

"I feel embarrassed," Nathan said and let out a breath.

"Not that the case, I'll be the father of her daughter and I'm planning to get her funds. I also plan to take that old woman's wealth. She's sick and close to death.”

"The child custody will be on you. What's your plan for her?" Ethan asked.

"I don't know... My conciseness is already eating me, but I need money!"

"Do what you think is right, but your intention is not good. You will have your karma," Ethan tapped his shoulder.

"If you see me with an old woman, don't laugh at me..." Nathan. "And... and a child."

Good luck with his karma.

"Let's go. My wife is waiting for me.” It said rudely.

Ethan doesn’t care after all.

"Does your wife love you? I don't see love in your marriage." Nathan said as they left the study room.

"And why suddenly settling down, dude? It's weird."

"Do you love her?" Nathan asked again.

"Oh, my God. Sir! Sir! Madam! Help!”

The twins saw the servant asking for help and did not know what to do.

"Oh, my God... Ma'am Mia... Help... Welp!"

Ethan's ears perked up when he heard his wife's name.

He approached the maid, and fear and anger consume him when he sees his wife, almost lifeless lying in the grass.

He clenched his fist.

He pushed someone in the way and he didn't know who was it. He quickly picked up his wife.

"Call our family doctor!" He ordered another assistant who was also here.

"Come on Sir! Will. You are dead to Ser Ethan!” Inday said that.

"Hey! what's happening?" Mark came into the scene.

"I think Ma'am Mia is dead. Oh my God!"

"Huh, dead?! he was just alive earlier," Mark asked confused.

Ethan's jaw dropped as he picked up his bloodied and unconscious wife. His eyes darkened with anger. He can no longer hear and understand what is happening around him because his anger is consuming him.

He just left her behind and this is how he found his wife. He clenched his fist tightly. His stare was sharp.

He could hardly recognize his wife because his face was full of blood and there were many bruises on her body. He was worried about her condition at this time. He couldn't think straight anymore.

He had too much going on in his mind.

He will deal with Satan later.

He will beat him to death.