
In the evening Hilary sketched out a black dress that the woman in her dream wore. He drew it while recalling the ornament details that appeared in the scene in his dream. After the picture was successfully completed in the paste into the wall, he looked at it for a moment.
“Either why I feel that there is something strange about all the dreams I have, I know that even sleeping tonight I will have the same dream. Then I will remain in my work space until morning” Hilary said.
She went on to design the costume for the materials included in London Fashion Week. As before, he heard the sound of an object being dragged several times. As she got used to it, Hilary let her stay focused on drawing.
But another voice was heard breaking the silence of the night, raising her ears.
“PYARRRRRRRR!!!!” the sound of plates breaking continuously downstairs.
“OMG! What else is this, always in the middle of the night there is just happening” complained Hilary who then went out walking towards the first floor.
Surprisingly he found some dishes that were on the plate shelf near the broken sink on the kitchen floor. He realized there was something very strange and unreasonable. Instead of – instead of him cleaning up the fragments of broken dishes on the kitchen floor, he went up to the second floor to his room to pick up his phone.
He went down again and recorded the broken plates strewn across the floor with his cell phone camera. Then send it to her husband. Then he just let it go and went up again to the second floor in great frustration. Hilary went into the room, biting her nails, curled up on the bed, waiting for Jarrod to respond.
Jarrod, who was in the hotel with one of the call women he hired, stared at the screen of his phone after making love to the woman.
He who was wearing dal@m pants approached his phone on the nightstand. While the paid woman was busy bathing in the bathroom. On watching the video sent by his wife, he just scrunched his forehead feeling Hilary had gone mad.
Then he called Hilary to make sure his wife wasn't acting crazy any more than that.
“Hallo...” greet Jarrod.
“Jarrod..finally you called, this is very strange plate – plate that was placed at noon on the plate rack near the sink by Gerald and I saw it. Just now there was the sound of a broken object on the first floor, then I went to the first floor I found the plate was scattered on the floor in a state of rupture. Though there was only me in this villa” Hilary revealed the incident that happened to him.
“Quiet Honey.. It looks like you started to get depressed, you hallucinated too far. If you're stressed, we can go to a psychologist tomorrow for a consultation. You don't have to make up stories to get my attention” said Jarrod to make Hilary disappointed to hear it.
“What do you mean I'm depressed and hallucinating, listen Jarrod I never tried to attract your attention let alone in the ridiculous way you accused me of. What am I doing it for?!” hilary is upset.
“I know this sounds strange, but you are starting to get weird since living in that villa. It makes sense you are stressed ahead of London Fashion Week with your boutique pamor dimming. I don't want to argue on the phone, tomorrow I'll take you to psychologist” Jarrod said.
“I don't want to go to a psychologist and you don't need to come!” hilary said annoyed at the high note and hung up.
Hilary was right – was really upset to find her husband did not believe her story. While Jarrod was upset because Hilary was getting weird and he assumed that his wife was starting to hallucinate. A woman approached Jarrod who was sitting on the edge of the bed with an annoyed face.
“Hai baby..why you, what makes your mood turn like this?” asked the woman who was only wearing a towel wrapped around her body. Pamperedly sitting on Jarrod's lap while draping his hands to Jarrod's neck.
Jarrod looked at the woman cynically, then whispered “Just do your job to satisfy me”.
Then Jarrod took off the winding white towel on the woman's body, and touched it as he pleased.
Hilary could not sleep all night her head was full of questions and she was very frustrated at what was happening to her.
Gerald comes with Carlson in Carlson's pick-up car. Hilary welcomed the two with a lethargic and lackluster face, because she became insomnia because of the terror she experienced.
“Mistress why this plate – plate?” gerald asked to find a kitchen full of broken dishes on the floor.
“I tell you you don't believe” replied Hilary she didn't want either of them to have the same thoughts as her husband.
“You broke it?” ask Carlson with heart – hearts.
“I didn't do it, but I also don't know who did it” Hilary replied.
“Then I will clean it up madam and make breakfast for you, it seems like the black circumference under your eyes is more visible. Rest mistress” said Gerald.
Hilary then sat in the middle room chair with Carlson.
“What actually makes you insomnia?” ask Carlson who cares so much about Hilary.
“I often have nightmares that keep repeating, and I often in the terror of midnight” I Hilary.
“Do you want me to buy you sleeping pills?” ask Carlson.
“No..I don't need medicine – drugs, I can handle it myself” reject Hilary.
“Then how about we take a boat after breakfast, who knows can make your mood better” Carlson enthusiastically invited.
“Alright.. I will try it” Hilary replied with a flat smile.
The two finally boarded the boat enjoying the sunny morning atmosphere.
“I want to go to the forest it” Hilary said.
“You're going sideways with me tomorrow?” Carlson offered his idea.
“Sclamping? No, I've never done it. I just want to walk – course” replied Hilary.
“Then, now we just pull over there and walk – short walk” said Carlson.
Hilary agrees to enter the pine forest across the lake.
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