Aster Veren
Episode 245's

- Esther

I felt a gust of wind slowly hitting my body as I got out of the car together with my father. Then I turned my gaze around before following my father into the burial area.

Today ... we finally came together, mother. My mind couldn't hold my smile and ran small to chase after my father, and I took his big hand that I missed so much.

I saw that my father was surprised and turned to me before smiling and returning with my hand tightly.

Arriving in front of my mother's grave, my father and I cleaned the grass that grew there before wiping the mother's tombstone and watering it with water. So too with the mother's grave.

Mom, did you see us up there? I feel relieved now that my memory has returned. Even though we were still equally awkward to just have a small chat. But slowly my relationship with my father improved, then my condition also improved.

His thin body was already contained now, the dark circles in his eyes had also disappeared, his thin cheeks had already returned as they were. Dad has also started to be active again in his work, so I don't have to worry anymore. My inner being sprinkled flowers over my mother's grave and placed a stalk of white Lily on its tombstone.

I saw that my father had smiled at me and grabbed the top of my head with his right hand, then turned to look at my mother's tombstone with his own gaze. It seemed like father was also saying something to mother in his heart.

I silently watched the father who looked like he missed the presence of the mother by continuing to stare at the mother's tombstone, as if he was looking at the mother there. Come to think of it, I've never heard the story of mom and dad. How can they meet and marry?

"It's over?" Dad's question surprised me, my reflexes shifted my gaze to mother's tombstone to avoid the gaze of the father who caught my wet from silently watching her.

"Su—. Then I'll get the bucket and the rag back to where it was." I answered while rising from my crouching position, then I grabbed the empty bucket and the lap inside. Bring him back near the well.

Everyone who visits can borrow buckets and rags from wells to clean tombstones.

After saving the bucket and the cloth we borrowed, I went straight back to my father's place. I saw my father standing in front of my mother's tombstone along with the gusts of wind that hit his body and my body that stood behind my father, not close nor too far away.

My eyes widened when I saw the shadow of a long-haired woman in a white dress hugging my father from behind. Then slowly the woman turned towards me and I saw that she was already smiling warmly before disappearing from my vision along with the next gust of wind.

When I realized her beautiful face that I knew so well, suddenly my mother's shadow darted rapidly in my memory. And my tears suddenly dripped along with my father who had already turned around walked over to me.

If only my mother were still alive. Can we be a happier family? My mind felt pain and relief at the same time.

"Why you?" Father's voice immediately grabbed my face and wiped my tears with his thumb.

Then I shook my head slowly before grabbing my father's hand and putting on my best smile, "I just feel happy. And I feel like mom's watching us right now." Reply then.

Slowly he pulled my body into his arms, making me drown in the warmth he gave me.

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One week passed, and today I was brought back to my welcome party. I don't know why you can make an event like this when you're so busy with your work?

I am currently hiding on the porch at the end of the house. Enjoy the night air is very soothing, in contrast to the hot atmosphere in the hall.

Because of the commotion, Arsel's father and uncle immediately groped Carel to ask for an explanation from him, from the commotion, Mr. Ian also joined when he saw his son being treated with disrespect.

And in less than a minute, the three of them immediately turned towards me simultaneously. I don't know what the boy told Ian's father, uncle and master. But from the surprised expressions of all of them, I was instead attracted by the expression of Sir Ian who looked relieved, in contrast to the father and uncle who looked angry? Then I went straight to the terrace to avoid them all.

Said it was a welcoming party, but after hearing Carel's words, it seemed like it was going to turn into an introductory party? My mind while laughing along with a gust of wind that is quite strong.

"Ugh, I'm so claustrophobic now. Is it because the corset is too tight? Should I ask Mila to loosen it?" I murmured as I found it difficult to breathe.

"Sister?" Khael's voice startled me, and I saw that he had closed the porch window and walked over to me.

"Aren't you okay?" He continued asking with his worried expression. Looks so adorable as always.

I became very curious about Khael for ten years to come. Will he still be this adorable? I wanna know.

"Sister?"

"E—ekhem, I'm fine. Just looking for the wind." I answered after a throbbing and ruffling waist in front of Khael.

"Really?"

"Yes, really. You worry too much about me." I answered again as I grabbed Khael's head and stroked him, "but Khael, are you looking for me?" My next.

"Yes, I want to meet my sister. She said she hadn't seen my sister for a long time, so I was looking for her." It obviously surprised me a little.

It's true that Wanda and I haven't seen each other in a long time. Even from the day I returned to this house, I had not seen it either. He said Mr. Wanda was very busy until he rarely came home, so Khael continued to stay here with Hana.

But now, it seems like Brother Wanda already has some free time to meet me. I also want to see him, I haven't talked to him much in a long time.

"Let's go, show me the way Khael." My words made her eyes shine.

"Yes." Yeah." Call it excited.

Then I opened the porch window in front of me and Khael, letting Khael out before me. And his little steps start to lead the way to—hall?

Is Brother Wanda in the hall? I don't want to go back there yet, how is this? My mind is worried.

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