❝ Maybe there is no God , but you can always pray to the Satan , for he will hear your nuisance without a bother ... ❞
❝ Mi gatito ❞
Jungkook x Reader
◌ A death of a dear friend leads to an opening of an unwelcomed world .
Djinns , spirits and de...
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The soil resisted her touch , when her fragile hands planted the rice seedlings into the muddy earth with a plop* .
Elisa had been working on the plantation for hours , hours and hours as the sun passes and got closer above her head , trying to melt her with it's boiling heat .
"dios ... mi dios "
Her heart sang whenever her energy starts to weaken during the hot day , nothing but just hunger was bothering her , she could eat anything , any other food even if it would be yams and green peas , but the obstacle that stood in front of her like Himalayas was that , she was out of food supplies , just only a few carrots were left for her and when she would get her pay , she would die within the time .
The clinking * bag of ponderous pesetas would reach her in the other week , if she worked whole heartily but what desolated her soul was her dying state .
Today , she tried to look into the glassy and half cracked mirror , she found into her rented house . It was as if her body shrunk and a ghoul ate away her meaty flesh leaving nothing but a structure of depressed bones behind , a happy skeleton with a lost heart .
She cried when she saw her state , the tears didn't seemed to take a stop , so she cursed at herself , cursed herself for how could she be so blinded in love with Alvarado Perèz , that she didn't thought of the outcomes , cursed herself for starving of love , when her own husband didn't gave her a glance , so she found another man , as a safe place .
" Dios ... mi Dios "
The words choked on halfway when she remembered what Alvarado said to her , when she told him that her husband found out everything .
His deep cold words that pierced her world into two and made her what she is now , ugly , skinny , weak and hopeless .
" La Joder....."
Said Alvarado , he sat paralyzed as if time had stopped him , the familiar room which was lovely once was now dying like the withering flowers on a stone cold grave .
