Days had passed and no Yeisha. She had just vanished like a smoke on the air that fled by the strong wind.
Roderick is just looking, glaring flatly with emotion less face on his cousins who have their own world—drinking, singing, some are just giggling on their phones.
Hell!
He keeps on hissing by himself, trying not to show his aching heart longing for his babe.
He doesn't know where she is, after David told him what happened that day when he was busy piloting one of the aircrafts for inspection, Yeisha is now nowhere to be found.
And Jonas —her fuckin' cousin and his best friend —always says one word—no scratch that —two words, it's— 'she's safe'.
He clenched his fist, gritting his teeth as he wanted to strangle Jonas neck for not helping him.
"Rod!" it's Jake.
"Yeah?" sambit niy
