Early in the morning before sunrise, Luna who last night had set her alarm to wake up at 5.20 am, started her play. She got out of bed, walked over to the wardrobe, took out her passport and put it in the suitcase. After that, she put the suitcase in its original place, lay back on the bed, and pretended to be sick.
Luna groaned while bending her legs in a sideways sleeping position towards the window, she squeezed her chest tightly, "Ahh ... my chest hurts ..."
As she whimpered, as usual at that hour two maids would go up to the second floor to clean up the living room, Luna's mini library, and check if their lady was fine. Since Luna was released from the hospital a few days ago, Arthur ordered Linda and Annie to always pay attention to his daughter's health.
Luna's moans were loud enough for them to hear her in pain. Both Linda and Annie spontaneously approached Luna's room, knocked on the door and called her name in unison.
"Miss!" they said aloud.
