
...Irene's Heart...
The night was getting late, Irene who was now living alone in her house could only cry sobbing. The pain continued to cut his heart. For the day, he did not show it in front of Long An or Ravindra. But the truth is, his heart was also injured. The house that usually sounded the carefree laughter of Little Long An, now only silence was left behind. The pain was being felt by Irene. Again he had to fall into the same hole, the endless pit of suffering. All Irene did was a compulsion. To protect those he loves. Irene knew that her choice would hurt Ravindra deeply. But this is what he can do. At the very least, his beloved son would be safe with Rava.
Flashbacks
Day time in Rosalind's villa. Irene was in the main room. There, Rosalind and Liam. They laughed cunningly as they looked at the helpless Irene. Liam casually drank the wine until it ran out. Rosalind folded her hands on her chest. Giving a briefing to Irene.
“Remember this, you must make out with Liam. So that when Ravindra comes. He believes you have a relationship with him. You should be able to convince Ravindra. That you were having an intimate relationship with Liam. Tell her that you don't feel good with Rava and that the main thing is revenge on her. Make him believe in all of that. You understand?”
Irene nodded her head. Rosalind smiled wickedly. Then held Irene's chin. Staring with a mocking look.
“Look, who is more powerful now? So don't dare challenge a Rosalind Birgita. Now feel the consequences.”
“To be right, I'm powerless right now. Maybe Ravindra and everyone will consider me a lowly woman. In the eyes of a mother. I will be remembered as the mother who protected her family. Unlike you, a woman who can only destroy the lives of others.” Irene did not want to lose and stared intently at Rosalind.
Plaque!
Instantly a loud slap floated on Irene's cheek. Irene could only smile mockingly at Rosalind. Rosalind stared deeply and full of anger. Liam immediately acted to mediate between the two.
“Stop this all. Let's do it together. Ros, meet Ravindra. We finish all these plans.” Liam said casually as he undressed his clothes and pants.
Irene who saw Liam take off her clothes. Quickly throw away face. He does this to protect the people he loves.
“Remember, never do anything. Their safety is in your hands.” threatened Rosalind with a sharp gaze.
End Flashback
Irene also felt a tightness in her chest. Looking into Ravindra's eyes. He knew, Rava must have felt more pain than he did. Ravindra who has entrusted her heart to be guarded. Betrayed by Irene. However, that was all Irene did just to protect the people she cared about. Especially protecting Little Long An. He had to sacrifice himself. It never crossed Irene's mind that she would betray Ravindra. Her feelings are sincere to a man as good as Rava. Not even to get revenge for the actions of Ravindra 10 years ago. Irene had accepted it as part of the journey.
At least now, Irene knows that the incident 10 years ago. It was not Ravindra's fault. But it's part of Rosalind's devious plan. In the middle of the night. Irene could only hug her picture when she was with Rava and Long An. Her crying flowed so. Soaking up the pillow that bears a silent witness to how much he also felt the immense sadness.
While crying, Irene saw a pot of Verbena flowers that had grown small buds. Actually, he really wanted to give it to Ravindra. But he had not given it because there was an incident like this. Will happiness ever escape from the grasp of his hand? While Irene was crying, her phone suddenly rang. Apparently the call came from Rosalind.
Irene wiped her tears. His eyes turned sharp.
“I did what you wanted. So don't ever bother the people I love.”
Rosalind was heard chuckling across the phone.
Does that include your mother?
“While I hate so much for all his actions in the past. After all, she is my mother. So, don't think to hurt her too.” Irene replied firmly.
This is what I hate about you, Irene Maxzella. A poor woman who is innocent and naive. It's so easy to forgive someone who dumped you. I also hate you so much for knowing that you are the biological daughter of your mother. I never thought about it. I thought your mother was my own mother. I trust him so much. But after knowing you have a mother-daughter relationship. All of this made me hate him. Rosalind said with a hateful tone.
“That's the difference between us. We have the opposite personal qualities. You can laugh happily. Remember that darkness will never be eternal. Do not forget there is still light that will turn dark.”
Rosalind was just grieving hearing Irene's words.
Whatever you say. But there's one more thing you have to do.
“Say.”
Get as far away from here as possible. Never show your nose once.
“What is the time of day not enough for you? I've stayed away from Ravindra and been separated from my son?” Irene asked who did not accept it.
If you stay here. Your genius son. I will definitely not stay silent. So the only way to keep that boy from interfering. Get as far away from here as possible. I'm not messing with my words. If you evade or violate my orders. I won't hesitate to hurt your son or Ravindra. Camn it!
After Rosalind said her sentence. Their phones are over. Irene was sitting on the floor. Her tears are back. Grief and pain began to creep in his heart. He had to go back to swallowing the bitter pills of life. Is he destined to suffer like this? Can't he live happily? With her son or someone who has given her love. Irene could only cry sobbing in the middle of the night. Crying the fate of his life's misfortune that never stopped.
But Irene accepted it. If it is for the sake of protecting those he loves. He'll go as far as possible. Where no one will find him.
An, forgive mama. Mama loves you very much. Maybe you hate your mother's actions. Remember our memories together. Irene's Narration.
The sky looks black. The light is no longer visible. With Irene's grief. The sadness he felt came back. The happiness he felt was just a blink of an eye. Now, that happiness must also come back out of his hands. Irene could only accept her fate.