If only Dar was aware of the fact that Rasha would never believe that there was anyone left in her favour. Ever since she found herself in the dark side of life, humanity became her enemy and likewise.
Back to Naria town, at the community where Specter's house was, one of the houses belong to the family of the bloke whom Rasha had beaten black and blue last night. At this moment, he was lying on his bed after receiving treatment, surrounded by his family members who all had the look of concern as well as fury.
They were furious!
According to the victim whose name went as Salim, his culprit was a woman but how strong was the woman, capable of breaking his nose and injuring him in various places although none were life-threatening.
"Salim, are you certain that it was a woman? it might have been a man with lean body"
No one wanted to believe that a woman caused this damages before their eyes, especially the men of the household because one of their kind, beaten by a woman was simply unbelievable and a deep cut to their ego and pride as men.
Society they were living still had that stubborn and untrue habit of looking down on women and what they were capable of. They believed that men were still on top of the tree whilst the women below them, easy to control and trample.
"I don't know of the possibilities but the figure I saw was definitely feminine. Khalid saw her too"
Salim said what the men did not want to hear. His voice was significantly weakened as it lacked the energy he had before the unfortunate incident. He was also still in disbelief on the inside.
"Someone! Get Khalid here immediately, we are going to look for the culprit. Be it a man or a woman which I still do not see eye to eye with that statement"
Declared Salim's father. A dark skinned man with heavy and tall body, whose eyes were naturally red as though bloodshot.
Meanwhile, at Specter's
"Do you have enmity with food too?" Specter stared at Rasha who gave him her back whilst looking at the bundle of money in her hand and counted the amount in similar style to opening pages of a book.
Her silver toned canine was beside her, eating its master's share of breakfast nonchalantly. They were in the balcony where Rasha and Ragnar spend the night, for no matter how Specter approached her with the topic of sleeping inside the house since it was a double bedroom flat, Rasha never accepted his kind offer, such that it seemed even if it were to rain cat and dogs, she would continue to stay in the balcony that was vulnerable to harsh weathers.
"Have you never heard of the saying 'love me, love my dog'?"
Specter's brows knitted as though he was trying to understand her direction. She added
"Ragnar has to eat full before I do. Thus you can not serve me and expect me to eat while my canine remains unserved"
Today, Rasha appeared much calmer than any other day and it did not went unnoticed by Specter who was used to her demanding-respect-and-bizarre-attitude. Even her speech was affected by her calm mood today but Specter did not bring himself to believe in the calm side of her because naturally, calmness comes before the storm.
At the same time, he understood why Rasha refused to eat and always proffered her share to the canine. It turned out that it was because the canine was not served and to serve the canine, it must be the same type of meal or even better.
How odd was that?