Aksaberyl
Deja vu

..."Life will go on, son, even if you feel your life is unfair."...

...~ Hera Yart Lavel ~...

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The sun started to rise a while ago, its warm rays were just like how I felt now. Yes .. although I feel bad about OL for Wasa's words.

With a sharp gaze Wasa was watching over OL who was talking to me, I guess later she will ask about the incident this morning after OL came home.

"Thank you for breakfast, Ryl" OL said with a happy face.

"Yes." I replied briefly.

"Later I will see you again." OL said to leave my death.

"Titip him for a moment." OL continued on Wasa.

"You don't have to come anymore." said Wasa with an annoyed face.

But OL only responded to her with a laugh.

"Who the hell is he?" ask Wasa to me.

"Aren't you acquainted with him?"

"Yeah I know his name but I mean where do you know him from? How could she be here so early?" ask Wasa.

I was right, he was curious.

"Hmm yeah I know him in the information market anyway he kept yesterday he was visiting just want to go home outside the rain so yes he is waiting here." I answered honestly even though I felt a little awkward to Wasa.

"You sure he's a good guy, Ryl? Moreover, you know him in the Information Market. And how can you permit him to stay here until the morning." said Wasa did not think.

"And I told you that because it was raining outside all day, I couldn't have driven him out in the rain. He didn't have anything to do with me yesterday either." I replied believing him.

"But if he's a boy and you're a girl, both last night under one roof it's also suspicious plus you're not married, Ryl." kinked Wasa.

"How different are you from him? You've also stayed here all night with me." I explained to him.

And it made her face red.

"That's why I'm a good friend of yours, I can't possibly hold onto you during your stay here. You also know me for a long time to be different from him." said Wasa.

It's Wasa, my memory still hasn't recovered about you.

"Yes that means you two are the same" I said.

"So dong, I don't like him much less close to you anyway." said Wasa.

"Why?" ask me.

"Yeah because.." said his hanging.

"Color?"

"I don't like it" she replied.

I don't think that's the real reason, but what?

"Snack." I said to him.

I'll take back all the cooking and eating utensils I used earlier, I will soon go to work at the Information Market but when will Wasa be here?

"Wasa, don't you have any activities today?"

"Nothing" she answered.

How is this...

"You sure?" ask me again.

"Yes Beryl, I'm off today. I'm planning on taking you somewhere today" he said.

Aaah my schedule clashed...

"Where are you? noon right?"

"Now you know, you know" she replied.

Gawat, I have to go to work this morning. But how can I work if Wasa takes me away right now. I also don't want to make Grandpa Genio disappointed if I don't have permission to go to him I don't want Wasa to be suspicious.

"Look, I can go with you later in the afternoon" I said.

"Why not now? I'm planning on going with you now home later this afternoon." he said.

"If I can't this morning, I have to go to work" I said slowly.

"Work? you work? how do I not know?" ask her.

"But don't be angry. I work in the Information Market." I answered honestly.

I finally told her, relieved, but I was also afraid that she was angry because I hid this from her.

"Why did you just tell me now?" ask her.

"I wasn't ready to tell you at the time" I replied.

"It's dangerous there, Ryl. Why do you have to work in such a dangerous place?" ask again with a face full of worry.

"I know the environment I work in but I'm not stupid to choose a place that is not dangerous for me, I can take care of myself" I assured him.

"Haaahh." hela Wasa.

"What else am I passing from you when we are almost always together, Ryl." she said with a disappointed face.

Hearing his words I just kept quiet without daring to say any words to him, I have dared myself to be honest with him and he was disappointed then it was natural for me to get it.

In the silence that continued Wasa was still faithful with an upright position and mimic her disappointed face, I was the same.

"Beres-go first, I'll wait for you outside" he said.

I see, I can't find any more reason to tell her to leave. Now that I've told her, this is my choice and I'm ready to bear it.

I wear clothes as usual I wear with a robe that will cover my body and face on the way.

I'm late and maybe I'll be angry with Grandpa Genio, for sure.

"Wasa.." call me to her.

"Let me take you." said his expressionless.

He's still pissed..

"Bring.iyaa"

I rode on the same horse as Wasa, at the same speed that this horse was speeding towards the Information Market.

Along the way I saw the trees and leaves looking fresh with water still left and the smell was so good I unconsciously smiled a little.

We have entered the Information Market, indeed faster by riding a horse on foot appeal. But for conditions like this I was even willing to walk rather than ride a horse with Wasa who was still upset with me.

"Where do you work?" ask her.

"He's a red pole shop."

With one lyric he led me to that red pole shop. As I expected, the market was already crowded with many people let alone Grandpa Genio's shop.

I got off Wasa's horse even though I felt bad about her I still thanked her even though she still looked upset.

"I want to go in" he said.

I thought after he dropped me off for work he'd come home but why would he come in too?

"Beryl!" said Grandpa Genio.

"Ii.iiya kek." answered doubtfully.

"Where have you been? I've been waiting for this." Grandpa Genio told me.

"Sorry my cake was late there was an obstacle" I replied slowly.

"What obstacles?"

"Hmm the obstacle ..." My speech was cut off.

"Please don't be mad at Beryl, I made her late" Wasa said behind me.

Duh Wasa you are as good as not to follow me, I'm afraid Grandpa Genio is getting angry.

"Sst Wasa you shut up, this is my business." I whispered to him.

"And that's the fact, Ryl" Wasa told me.

"Ooh so you make my workers late" Grandpa Genio said to Wasa with a tone of voice pressed.

From Grandpa Genio's eyes I can tell that he's angry.

"Yeah." Wasa replied not to be outdone by Grandpa Genio.

"Now you're cleaning up in the back, we're having a lot of customers." Grandpa Genio's orders.

"Good cake." I replied.

I pinched his waist because he was following closely Grandpa Genio.

"Why am I in the pinch anyway Ryl." said her in pain.

With an eye movement I told her to come out before I got mad at Grandpa Genio again.

"I'll wait for you outside." said Wasa without waiting for my answer.

I walked to the back of this shop, putting the robe I had on earlier in his usual place. I stared at the dishwasher that was piling up and swiftly cleaned it.

After settling in with the one behind me helping Grandpa Genio up front. Today there are so many customers and of course I am overwhelmed, as Grandpa Genio adds again his workers must be very helpful to me.

"Good cake."

I went straight to the sealed room, as much as I could clean anything that could be cleaned even under the cover of cleaning. But something stopped me from doing my present activity, I found a name in the old paper.

Hera Y Lavel

That's how it's written.

"Isn't this the same name as my grandmother's?" ask me.

I turned the old paper back but there was no writing other than that name. Curiously I began to search for something I might be able to get under this.

I shifted my hands a few times until I touched something like paper. I pulled out the thing from under the bottom and found it filled with debuh. My reflexes immediately coughed because of the thick dust.

I patted the thing I found so quickly that a piece of writing was visible.

"Isn't this a newspaper?" ask me again.

I'm looking at the front page of the paper, it's an old piece of news about King Gergo Tarta De Ramor's victory against other kingdoms. I flipped the newspaper again to the next page up to the last page but only about the kingdom I found.

"Beryl!!" yelled Grandpa Genio from outside.

"Yes cake." I said.

In a hurry I put back the newspaper I found earlier to his place and walked outside. But I accidentally hit a box at the end of the door to make the contents mess.

I accidentally read a sentence that made my body freeze.

" 'However, the whole family of Lavel must die because they are traitors in this kingdom, ' said the head of the Arambel family. "

Not only was the sentence cut, I also found some other sentences that asked the King to punish the entire Lavel family.

Lavel is my last name, ever since I moved dimensions I know that every one's last name is his surname. Ta.but is it true that I read this?

My chest is tight and sick at the same time, if what I'm reading this right means I'm one of the Lavel family and all my family is dead?

Nah! that's not true, is it?

"It's been a long time for you" said Grandpa Genio.

With fear I hid some papers I found behind me.

"Maa.sorry cake, I was humming." I replied lying.

"Let's help me in front, why today there are so many customers who come anyway even though I want to relax" said Grandpa Genio upset without noticing me.

Thank God, Grandpa Genio didn't look at me carefully. If she finds out I'm holding her stuff without her permission, she's gonna be pissed.

I followed Grandpa Genio forward, for a while my question regarding that piece of sentence I will save first. I'll ask Grandpa Genio if he's not busy.

Without feeling the time just passed, my working hours were over and this afternoon Grandpa Genio's customers looked lonely. After Grandpa Genio's guest on this one I'll question him about the piece of the sentence, my chest pounding.

"You're done, right?" tanya Wasa who entered the store.

Aaah I forgot that today I'm with her.

"It's okay but I have the same needs as Grandpa." I replied.

"What need?" ask her.

"Well, I have something to ask you."

"What?"

And he kept wanting to know.

Cklee...

The sound of the door opening, I looked towards the door and found Grandpa Genio walking towards me without his guests.

"This is your wage" Grandpa Genio said as he gave me some coins.

"Thank you cake." I said.

"Come home, your lover will be angry" Grandpa Genio said as he looked at Wasa.

"Not cake, Wasa is not my lover." I argue.

"Oh means his love claps one hand." continued Grandpa Genio.

Suddenly Wasa's face looks upset at Grandpa Genio's words.

"Let's go home, Beryl." said Wasa holding my hand.

"Wait a minute Wasa I want to talk to Grandpa" I said and shook his hand.

But my steps were left behind and Grandpa Genio had already entered back into his room.

"Come, Ryl." said Wasa again.

Haaa... If only Wasa had not come, I would have asked about it. Maybe next time I'll ask Grandpa Genio.

"Let's go." I replied walking outside.

Along the way I only thought about that sentence piece, if I asked Wasa if she knew?

"Wasa I want to ask." I said.

"What do you want to ask?"

Did I just ask? No, if I don't want to die curious, I have to ask this to Wasa.

But I haven't had the chance to ask my question we've reached where Wasa is headed. Before me lay a vast field of grass and a leafless old tree whose branches and roots coiled to form the letter O.

"Well that tree is unique" I was amazed.

"The tree is thousands of years old." said Wasa who came down from his horse.

I followed Wasa down and tried to get closer to the old tree. But again Wasa pulled my hand to walk after her.

"What are we doing anyway?" I asked confused by his behavior.

"Do something you want to do" she replied.

He took out something under his cloak and it was two swords. One that says his name and another without a name.

"You're gonna use this one."

He gave up the sword that was his name on me.

"Who is your sword?"

It must be him who wears this sword and me who wears that nameless sword.

"Son, the sword is very sharp while this sword is blunt. So you're the one who used it." answered him.

"Aren't you afraid that you'll get hurt by your own sword? I'm not good."

"I'm even more afraid to use that sword and you're hurt by it." she replied.

Sorry, does this include a fight?

"Well, if you want that."

I tried to get the sword out of its sheath and a ray of it glimmered me.

"Your sword is cool too." praise me.

And he smiled, that's dong.

"Let's get started" said Wasa.

We started the sword learning session with his foundation. Wasa taught me one by one the movements of the sword ranging from attacking, fending off and knocking down opponents in an instant. Quickly perceptive and light in swinging the sword I felt deja vu. It was as if I was repeating a lesson.

"Good, you're quick to respond." said Wasa.

"Let's take the fight more seriously" he said.

"Ayoo!." I'm excited.

I started attacking him with the study guide earlier, the various techniques I did and with an open feeling I tried to win. Repeatedly he fended off my attacks until when he was careless I accidentally incised a wound on his right shoulder.

The fight stopped, I saw blood coming out of his shoulder but why did an unfamiliar memory appear.

"Dad's okay?"

"It's okay, baby, it's just a small wound" said the man I called Dad.

"But Beryl has hurt my father."

"You're too worried that the evidence is that I don't cry if I get hurt like this" he said.

"But Beryl is guilty."

"Ssttt beautiful son father, in addition to beautiful son father also attention with small wounds father." said his calm me.

"What's this about? Honey how do you cry? Dad's shoulder is hurt?" ask a woman who is not too young.

"Mother.I'm sorry I accidentally hurt my father's shoulder with that sword."

"Ohh baby, don't cry" said the woman I called the mother.

"Dad is okay, but our beloved daughter even cried not to stop." said the father.

"Servant please box her medical." mother orders the servants.

"Do you want to cure dad's wounds?" ask mother.

"You."

And that memory ended when a warm hand rubbed my cheek.

"I'm not hurt, Ryl. You don't cry, do you?" said Wasa.

I looked into her worried eyes and then I turned to her shoulder that was still bleeding.

"I'm sorry" that's all I can say.

I felt slowly that all my memories would be revealed and I had to quickly ask Grandpa Genio about it as well as the person selling the information.