Earth Without Dusk
107. Haunted by Fear

Marcel who got information from Catherine that Nesya was in a hotel immediately went to the hotel. He felt very worried that Nesya would plan something of the sort at Dusk.

Arriving there, Marcel entered the hotel room with help from the hotel because several times Marcel knocked on the door but there was no answer from inside. After successfully entering, Marcel immediately searched for Nesya's whereabouts.

“Nese....Nesya....where are you?” marcel shouted while searching for Nesya's whereabouts in panic.

Suddenly Marcel saw a pair of legs behind the window curtains of the hotel room. Marcel frowned. He felt strange, was that really Nesya? If so, why is he hiding behind those curtains?   

Marcel slowly approached the pair of legs that looked like it. Marcel was sure it must be Nesya.

“Nesya,” call Marcel gently.

Nesya who heard the sound of someone approaching her, shook her head quickly. Then he sat down to bend his legs and hugged his feet and looked down in fear.

Marcel pulled the curtain that hid Nesya behind it.

“No...I wasn't...I-I didn't kill him. I'm not the culprit... not me..” Nesya shouted to herself.

Marcel crouched down to Nesya. “Hei, New. It's me, Marcel. What's wrong with you?” marcel asked as he brushed off Nesya's hair covering her face.

“Not me....not me is wrong...” said Nesya who had started crying.

“Hei, look! Look at me!” Marcel looked up at Nesya's face to look at her.

“It's me, Marcel. What's wrong with you? Who's bothering you until you're like this? What's this, Nesya?” marcel asked again while looking into Nesya's eyes.

Nesya realizes the man in front of her is Marcel. He hugged Marcel tightly while frightened.

“Marcel, please take me away from here! Please hide me, Marcel! Please hide me!” pinta Nesya while crying.

“OK, okay. Patience first. Now we better go to my apartment first. You can tell me later in the apartment,”, Marcel said.

He immediately cleaned up Nesya's belongings and left the hotel to his apartment. Along the way Nesya seemed like a very frightened person. Marcel had never seen Nesya like this before.

Just arrived at the apartment, there was an incoming call from Adrian on Marcel's phone.

“Hallo, Mr.”

“Marcel, is Nesya with you?” adrian asked who sounded very worried.

Marcel looked towards Nesya who was sitting on the sofa while bending her legs and hugging those two legs.

“There, Sir. He is with me,” replied Marcel honestly.

“From yesterday I contacted his phone but it was not picked up. Where are you guys now? Tell Nesya, Dusk has just had an accident and is in the hospital. The condition is very severe at the moment,” Adrian said.

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Marcel was shocked to hear the news. He looked back at Nesya. He remembered what Nesya said at the hotel. Is it possible that Nesya is the mastermind behind all this? Plus Nesya looked frightened and repeatedly said that she was not a killer. Marcel was getting suspicious of the woman.

“Hallo Marcel, are you still there?” adrian asked when he could not hear Marcel's voice.

“I-iya, Sir. Me here. I'll tell Nesya as soon as possible. It's raining so hard, sir. I think wait for the rain a little bit later we will follow to the hospital. At which hospital Dusk is treated, Mister?”

“Good, Mr.”

Adrian decided on the call. While Marcel looked at Nesya suspiciously. Seeing such a frightened Nesya, he was sure this had something to do with the accident that Dusk had experienced.

Marcel approached Nesya and sat down next to him.

“Nesya, your papa called. He said Dusk entered the hospital because of an accident,” said Marcel who made Nesya turn to him with a surprised expression.

“Jan accident?” reset Nesya.

Marcel nodded.

“Accident...he's alive?” ask Nesya again.

“He is still alive but his condition is very severe at the moment, he is being treated at Dirgantara hospital,” Marcel replied.

Hearing the word Dirgantara, his mind was focused on Earth. “Is the Earth there with him?” ask Nesya.

“I don't know. Why are you even asking Earth?” ask Marcel then.

“Why does Earth love Dusk so much, Marcel? Why doesn't he love me?” asked Nesya with her sad face.

“What do you mean?” ask Marcel to astonishment. He did not understand why Nesya even asked that at this time. Though he just reported about the state of Dusk, his cousin.

Nesya started crying again. “You know, Earth loves Dusk. Very loving Dusk. I saw them making out together a few times. I'm hurt, Marcel. I'm heartbroken!” shouted Nesya.

The sad face now turned cynical. “That's why tonight I want to trap him in the hotel so he sleeps with other men. I want the Earth to hate him! I want Earth to stop loving him! I hate Dusk! I hate him! I hate!” nesya shouted again like a lost man.

“Nesya calm yourself! Are you crazy? That's your own cousin! Why would you want to frame him?” marcel asked in frustration.

“Because I hate him! I hate him who is loved by everyone! He was always proud of everyone! And look now, look! Even God foiled my plan to set him up! Why is everything I want I can't get? I hate my life!” yell Nesya again.

Marcel shook his head not expecting Nesya to do so. After Marcel, their relationship was fine. Marcel was suspicious, Dusk came out tonight when it was raining heavily must be because of Nesya.

“My answer, Nesya! Did you ask Dusk out tonight before he crashed?” marcel asked as he held onto both of Nesya's arms.

Nesya's face turned frightened. He nodded and then shook his head.

“I didn't kill him. I did not kill him,” Nesya replied in a trembling voice.

After that he looked up at Marcel and laughed like a person who lost his mind.

“Ha..ha...ha...Dusk should have gone from the face of this earth! I hate him! I hate that he took the Earth from me! Let him go of this world. Let him leave Earth! I am the only one worthy of the Earth. Earth is my fiancee!” nesya yelled again and then she laughed again.

Marcel shuddered in horror at seeing Nesya like that. He let go of his hand. He felt that Nesya had started to lose her mind.

I have to tell Mr. Adrian. It seems like her daughter is starting to have a mental breakdown. Marcel said in his heart.

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