ARSHAKA
Gratified

...-Collab with Chokky...

Arshaka

I opened my eyes. From a beautiful dream about Bianca.

The dream that Bianca wanted to come back by my side, the dream that made my hopes soar even more to be with her.

I moved while rubbing my eyes. Remembering the last incident where Bianca and I were lying together in bed.

I circled the whole room looking for her figure. Not finding his figure in the room, then I rushed out looking for him.

My feet stepped quickly down the stairs, which I met Reymond who was sitting relaxed in the living room.

"Where's bianca?" I asked with a little breath.

Reymond peeked at my presence behind the newspaper. Then he put the paper down on the table and looked at me sharply.

"Bianca's gone," she replied briefly.

"Where? Is it true that he left? Why don't you stop him?"

"Because he's entitled to go, Arsha."

I snorted cynically.

"I took her here and you let her go?"

"And why did you bring her here again?"

"You think your actions will scare you?"

Sela Reynond made me shut up.

"Wise Arsha! You can no longer act as you please. If you really like Bianca, let her go!"

"I can't" I said with a bitter smile.

"could. The proof is that you and Bianca haven't seen each other in years."

"I just set him free."

"He's not an animal you took off and you pulled him up and locked him up in a cage."

Instantly I shut up.

"Think carefully! Don't hurt anyone else's child!

"Bianca will be happy with me," my great-grandson made Reymond laugh flatly.

"I've explained your situation to Bianca. Let Bianca choose,"

I frowned at Reymond, "What?"

"I told Bianca everything about you. This time let Bianca make her own choice, whether she wants to go back or leave.."

"..when did you learn to look at Arshaka's chest. For your own good and Bianca's."

Reymond stood up, before leaving he approached me and patted me on the shoulder to encourage me.

But it makes me even more helpless.

...*****...

I looked at myself in front of the mirror. While my fingers hooked the shirt buttons one by one.

With a long look I looked at myself there, and suddenly a small Arshaka figure appeared who was also looking at me.

I snorted cynically looking at myself, between believing and not believing that I was still given the chance to live in the World to this day.

Several times I heard the stories of many people, their faces were so sparkling in memory of his childhood. For them those memories are the most beautiful things for those who feel them.

From morning they are ready to go to school with beaming faces, then meet with many friends, and only night can stop their activities.

A fun-sounding childhood.

Not only that, the presence of parents who are always there for them becomes a happiness in itself.

But sometimes they like to complain about their past.

Except me.

Maybe it's just me, or I'm one of the millions of people on Earth who don't feel the best memories of the past.

Just remembering it made my head throb pain, it felt like it was about to break.

I was a child that my parents never wanted.

I was born by accident, and taken care of by a woman I call a biological mother.

But she is not a mother like most mothers.

The number of Mothers who love their children so much, the Mother I have does not have love and love for me.

The number of Mother figures who so want the figure of a little angel who became the warmer of a family, precisely the Mother I have does not want my presence.

Every woman sees me, there's just a flash of hate there. Even he was much more comfortable if he didn't see me by his side.

The woman always said that I looked a lot like the man she called my real father.

That's why I'm so hated by him.

But I could only quietly let the woman treat me as she pleased.

To the point where he took me forcibly to meet a man I thought was my real father.

He just handed me over to the man, but my presence was also not desired by the man.

Until finally they quarreled in front of me and events that I did not expect happened.

The woman carried a knife and stabbed him in the man's stomach. Seeing that the man was already lying on the floor, before long the woman stabbed her stomach with the same knife.

It was so easy they left me watching them die.

They died with very calm faces, while I was left here with deep wounds.

Realizing from my daydreams, I looked back at myself in the mirror.

The past has brought me down into a dark abyss.

I thought I'd keep getting stuck there. Keep sinking and won't be able to reach a light.

But I was wrong. A light came without me. The light came without me asking. The light came at a time when my hope was becoming more and more unseen.

The light is Bianca. An ordinary girl who can change me.

Bianca brought me to my feet, Bianca managed to tarnish my principles, and it was Bianca who made me believe again in new hope.

But that hope is back. The light was getting smaller, staying out of my reach so I couldn't reach it.

Seeing my tidy self, I stepped wide out of the room, then immediately entered the car that already had the driver who would take me to Building A.P. Coal Corp's.

Get me in the building. I got out of the car and stepped towards where Bianca was.

The longer my steps began to approach Bianca's room, my heart skipped a beat, I started to get restless if Bianca would dodge me.

But I cursed him.

Intended to confine myself to a meeting, but apparently I found him in the hallway of the corridor. Bianca was walking alone while typing on her phone screen.

Bianca has not noticed my presence.

My steps came to a halt, I observed Bianca who was still busy with her phone. And his steps came to a halt when he looked up and saw my presence.

For a moment we looked at each other, bitterness surrounded us.

Slowly I stepped closer to him. Trying to erode the distance, leaving air as our distance barrier.

"Hi,"

Trying to be as relaxed as possible even though I'm starting to get shaken up by my own feelings.

"I want to talk to you about something."

Before I said what I wanted to say, Reymond's words came back to my mind.

Let Bianca choose.

*Whatever Bianca's decision, b*learn to the breast.

For your happiness and Bianca's.

Reymond's words were right.

Without having to ask her to make a choice, I knew what to do.

"I'm here to see you. I want to apologize for all my actions to you yesterday. Sorry for scaring you.."

"..forgive me for all the things I've done to you. I know you're hard at forgiving me, but at least I want you to know that I'm so sorry and mean to apologize to you.."

"..again forgive me."

I smiled softly. Forcing yourself to look okay in front of him.

My heart is turbulent, eager to ask Bianca to stay. I'd love Bianca to come back with me.

But I'm self-conscious.

Until I have to accept the fact that happiness will never be on my side.

People like me don't deserve love and love.

Even from an ordinary girl like Bianca.

Didn't we?

I'm not a good man for Bianca.

"I guess our problem's over here. From now on I won't bother you anymore, won't bother you anymore.."

Now I give up.

Maybe it was the best decision for both of us.

"..i'll go, Bianca."

As long as Bianca is happy. That's more than enough for me.

"Blessed is Bianca."

...*****...