My eyes flickered. White light gleamed and dimmed on my visions. Someone's voice reverbed in my half-consciousness state. It got louder and louder over time. When I had my eyes fully wide open, the strangers, a creased-faces middle-aged woman was the first one I beheld. That woman smiled at me, making her wrinkles deeper.

"Who are you?" I was startled and lifted my back from the bed where my body was lying. "Where am I?" I scanned around to acquire a hint of where it was.

"My name is Euis. But, people in this neighborhood call me Mrs. Ujang because my husband's name is Ujang. You are at the Ciara...