A Thousand Flowers
Chapters 83. I'm chasing You

Losing a lover is like being sucked into the deepest black hole in the heart cavity. Carve the pain beyond the sembilu incision. Sticking lara like a giant godam blow. Hope for an encounter is like getting lost in the middle of a maze of despair and being tied to a chain of helplessness.

Shin Seo Hyun was still gathered in the prayer hall. Whispering prayers in the lowest servitude. Letting the thread of prayer air in the night span reach his Lord. And when tired of saying hello, he also fell asleep in the soul.

“Why are you still here, Dirga? Don't you miss your wife?” asked an old man, approaching Shin Seo Hyun who sat dumbstruck looking for a door in the trunk of a large tree where Izzah vanished into a beam of light. With a blank look he raised his head.

“Grandpa?” hissing weak. His eyes looked at me in fret.

The old man he called ‘Kakek’ was crouching in front of Shin Seo Hyun. Sympathy smile decorate her wrinkled face.

“Now it is time for you to open the box I gave you twenty years ago. Rise!” he said as he touched Shin Seo Hyun's shoulder, then disappeared before Shin Seo Hyun could throw a word.

“Grandfather. Kakeeek. Where are you?”

Shin Seo Hyun shouted, calling out to her grandfather who had vanished after a gust of wind. He stood in confusion.

“Kakeeek ...” Shin Seo Hyun's cry echoed through the room while awake from her sleep.

“Astagfirullah. It turned out to be just a dream,” muttered, rubbing face.

“Box? What box does Grandpa mean?” he asked, remembering all the gifts his grandfather had received.

Pain and death, two interrelated things. An old man was lying in a hospital bed with his energy remaining weakened.

“Dirga, come here!” call the old man to an eight-year-old boy who is standing at the end of the bed with his eyes moist with tears.

Still with the rest of his puff, he fulfilled the call of the grandfather without a sound.

“This ... grab and save!” the grandfather said, handing over a small black box to Dirga who greeted him with his two tiny hands.

“What box is this, Cake?” tanyanya wants to know. Grandpa tried to smile in between his coughs.

“Sometimes later, if the tree in the back garden is leafy back, you'll need it. So, keep it well until that time comes!” said the old man at the end of his breath.

“Kek ... Kakeek ..” call Dirga, shake his grandfather's lifeless old body.

The sound of the engine calling the doctors and nurses for a moment. Dirga could only stare with tears flowing down the river as his stiff body was taken to the morgue.

“Ah! That box. I have to find him!” pekik Dirga while standing and folding the prayer mat.

With the spirit of four five, opened all the drawers in his room. Until the black and red threads of dawn unraveled, the box was never found. Shin Seo Hyun sighed tiredly.

“Where do I save it?” mumbling, wondering.

Then, he rushed two frogs to the library room.

A closet in the corner of the library. And within seconds, the closet was like a broken ship. Again he sighed disappointed that he did not find what he was looking for. He kept looking and searching.

“Aha! Here it is!” dirga shouted excitedly when he found a small black box in the bottom desk drawer of the library room.

Standing with squinting eyes, he scanned the box in his hand with a sense of god-level attraction. The box was turned over and over again before actually opening it.

“Hah!”

Unnerved, Dirga was amazed to see the contents of the box. A unique ginseng-shaped necklace decorated with native Brazilian yellow topaz stone lay beautifully on a white sheet of paper that began to look worn with age.

Dirga watched the necklace carefully. The reflection of the light falling on the jewel in the necklace was like a vibrant sheen of disco light in the midst of the excitement of the music played by a world-class professional DJ.

Suddenly his eyes widened watching the fourth tree in the painting. He went to the window, peeking at the big tree in the back garden. Using the moonlight bias, Dirga likened the large tree to the painting she was holding.

“Absolutely. This is a painting of a tree in the garden,” his hiss, smiling with hopeful eyes twinkle.

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If hope is the island of destination, then every effort will be a boat driven by the power of the paddle of love. Struggling hard against the waves of tempest, no matter the storm of pain forced the rudder of the heart to turn direction. Keep going, as long as the display of affection bearing the loyal emblem is still fluttering in the chest.

Shin Seo Hyun looked back and forth at the painting in her hand and the large tree standing firmly before her. His heart was ready to seek his wife. Whatever he would find behind the tree, he no longer thought about it. There is no doubt or fear. All he knew was to exert all of his body soul abilities to find Izzah.

“Bismillah .…”

Shin Seo Hyun spread her arms around the large tree that had swallowed his wife.

BLASHES!

A beam of light emanated from the necklace she was wearing. Along with the loss of light, Shin Seo Hyun disappeared instantly.

DRAPU! DRAPU! DRAPU!

The sound of the horse's legs galloping as if to make the earth tremble violently. A young man sitting on a saddle quickly pulled the bridle as soon as he saw the figure of a man lying on the ground. The horse neighed before stopping its run.

HAP!

Deftly, the man jumped down from his horse. Stepping against the bias of the morning sun as a part of the rise, near him the foreign figure. The veins on the man's neck. He sighed in relief knowing the man had simply fainted unconscious. He wryly observed the surroundings, as if figuring out where the man had appeared.

A moment later, he carried the man and put him on a horse's back. Then, he pulled the horse's reins and turned around, along the edge of the vast field of thatch.

The warm feeling that flowed through the soles of the feet and the distinctive aroma of the herbs resuscitated Shin Seo Hyun. As soon as he opened his eyes, a friendly smile greeted him.

“Thank God you are sober, Sir,” warm greeting a man in his thirties, sitting on the edge of the bed where he lay.

“Whose you?” shin Seo Hyun asked as she sat holding her head which was still a little dizzy. The man smiled.

“I Ilham, one of the gatekeepers of four, The Land of a Thousand Flowers,” is friendly.

“Whose master? And how did you get in here?” tanyanya, impressed to investigate.

He felt strange, two days in a row two strangers were stranded near a big tree on the edge of the field.

“Oh .. I'm Shin Seo Hyun. I don't know how I got here either. I was looking for my wife,” replied Shin Seo Hyun, bowed sadly.

“Wife? So, that beautiful woman's wife, Mister?” The man was surprised.

“Honey once ...,” his hiss, shaking his head. Making Shin Seo Hyun's forehead fold twelve.

“What do you mean, Mister?” ask Shin Seo Hyun. His heart began to break.

“The woman flew an hour ago,”.

“What?”

Shin Seo Hyun's facial features turned murky. He could not hide his surprise and disappointment.

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