
A silent woman stared at the ice sheet that was starting to melt. Sighing rough breath, pour sake paa small cup to warm yourself. Not a sparkling place, but just some kind of tavern on the side of the road.
Graduated in botany, at one of the leading universities in Japan. She hopes to be approved to marry Shin, then become the manager of a fruit plantation and farm owned by her late lover's grandfather.
Prosper as before? That's the only goal. He smiled rather, laughing. Shin was too kind-hearted, actually returning the cost of his education to Yuki. And the most frustrating is only a little of the division of land he got.
Plus having to manage in a desolate and cold village like this."Shit!" he murmured in a smile.
His life is like being turned upside down. Still remembered in his mind when he became a 5-year-old child in an orphanage. An older brother suddenly brought a handsome prince before him.
Saying if this prince needs help, ask him to call an adult. While the older brother who had been wearing the elementary school uniform was in a hurry to leave.
He was asking for help from adults at the time. The unconscious prince, that was what he had in mind back then. Wouldn't marrying a prince be a princess, that's what Selvia had in mind.
When the prince regained consciousness, he said he wanted to marry her. A silly 5-year-old thought that follows a fairy tale.
But who would have thought it was really granted. The child he thought was like a prince was the son of a rich family. Accepting her desire to get engaged at an early age.
Beautiful things are like fairy tales. Remembering the 11 months he spent as the man's fiancee. A more protective and ambitious child than Shin, the fiance who always put his interests first, granted all his wishes.
What did he not have at the time? Everything he has. Even Michael was always smiling by feeding him with food. A beautiful dream, everything seemed to collapse when Yuki said Michael died after getting treatment at one of the hospitals in Singapore, due to the trauma he experienced.
Trauma from Argon's death. Guilt makes the body and the mind weak. He died less than a year after Argon's death.
If he had not been deceived, if he had been smart enough, Argon would not have died. Michael who loves her will not go after her either.
What if the child grows up and survives? Will he be a handsome prince in his imagination? He might have been drunk, but the regret was still there.
Imagined to have a perfect lover who resembles her little fiance. If Michael were still alive, he would probably be the happiest and most pampered woman.
"It's night." Shin smiled to pick up his lover, put a scarf on Selvia.
"I want to go back to Okinawa." The woman drank her sip again.
"We just need to be patient, grandfather started everything even from a land ten times smaller," The young man who felt really warm grasped tightly his fingers.
However, Selvia brushed him off staring at the man before her."Why do you have to change my education money to Madame Yuki!?"
"If so would feel completely shameless. Mrs Yuki, is the mother of your deceased former fiancee who died at the age of 6. You have lived and financed the school by him to study in this country. I can't pay back the living expenses he spent on you. But at least I can refund your tuition. I don't want you fixated on the past." The words spoken by Shin, trying to be patient.
Selvia stared cynically at him."You know how Michael treated me? He gave me every beautiful thing. Clothes, food, everything was done like I was the only one in his life. You're not like him."
"He's dead! I never even saw his face! You compare me to someone I even only heard from your story!" Shin sighed again."We'd better go home" he said, pulling Selvia's fingers.
But Selvia threw out her hand."My salary for a botanical company is greater than managing a not so big farm and farm. I thought you'd spoil me but you couldn't. Houses in small villages like this, turn on the heaters on cold days. Then turn on the fan in the summer. I missed life when we were together at university. You always give me flowers, always pamper me!" The sound snapped with a high tone.
"A.I'm trying, it's not easy to manage the plantation directly. A flower? I'm the same as I used to, always bringing flowers for you." Sentences from him bowed.
"We should think about our relationship..." Selvia sat back down.
"A month away from our marriage, I even persuaded my mother to accept you. But why in fact-" The sentence of him stopped, the woman seemed to not care about the thing that was said by him.
Clenching his hands, sighing time and time again."Go home..." That was all Shin finally said. A relationship that has been in place for more than five years. The woman who at first seemed to love him so much.
Walk away, occasionally glancing towards the back. Can't Selvia think if her dead fiance is part of her past. A dream share enter into a fairyland, where there is a perfect prince who loves him madly.
The man eased his head, walking through the deserted road with the surrounding farmland. There are thousands of stars, this place is really beautiful. Even more beautiful compared to the city. Why didn't Selvia think so?
Sighs many times, convincing his heart to love one person only. Thinking about their relationship? Selvia wants to end it all.
"It hurts..." He murmured with tears flowing through the street lights that were quite bright.
*
Elsewhere, all disturbances have been resolved. All the distractions about Claudia's distracted efforts were like vanishing. A smile on Tara's face.
It is now confirmed that Claudia is being kidnapped by Michael. Sighing harshly, while carrying some documents past Francesca.
"Mrs Claudia's missing, shouldn't you report to the police?" ask Fransiska.
Tara shook her head, gave me a fake letter of illness."If the director-general (Wendy) asks, tell her Claudia is sick, dizzy and nauseous. In the sense of morning sickness."
"Mrs Claudia's pregnant?" ask Fransiska.
"In the process." Tara chuckles, knowing the destination before Claudia disappears is a Michael family-owned company.
"The tar! I want to match you with my cousin, he's a heart specialist. The widower has one child..." Said Fransiska to her best friend who can be said to have expired, not yet practices as well.
"I don't want to! That's not my type." The answer from Tara.
"Then what kind of type are you?" Fransiska knitted her forehead.
"I want to..." Tara thought for a moment. Michael's current figure was so terrifying to him. But her former figure was so sweet. Maybe type...
"I like simple men."
...I want love, like the stars in the sky. It always seems to shine in the simplicity of the mountains....
...The darker, the simpler the love the more visible. That's the love I'm looking for....
Shin's.