
CHAPTER 83
Jakarta City
PRANGS
“Eh, why did it suddenly fall?”, surprised Pamela who had just taken drinking water, even though she saved the glass very well but fell to the floor.
This glass fragment reminds Pamela of Leon who always slams cutlery if she does not like the food cooked by her.
“Why remember the incident?”, looking at the palm of the hand that was once injured due to scratches broken glass.
“Huh huh, Madam, what's up? Let me clean it”, said a waiter who came out of the room heard a noise.
Finished taking a drink Pamela rushed into the room, and coincided with the closing of the door El cried loudly. “Bun again”, complained Pamela, because this is the third time the stocky baby woke up and asked for his night ration.
But at this time El's crying voice was different from before, and Pamela had trouble calming down. The child did not want to suckle even refused and wanted to be carried while standing.
Pamela just stepped in the room, going around slowly hoping El slept, but still still whining only now weaker and controllable.
“Let's go out El's room, mama lapar”, Pamela touched the stomach that always asks for rations in the early hours of the morning.
“Eh, mom. What's out of the room?”, Pamela observed the footsteps of her mother-in-law who was so hasty as to call someone, this woman also stole hear what was conveyed.
Apparently Mrs Torres was looking for Antonio, and a few servants to prepare her whole need this very second. This middle-aged woman got word from Alonso if Leon was seriously injured along with Young Master Manassero.
“Quick Antonio, get the plane ready now !!!!! My poor son, Leonard”, restlessly walked back and forth, until the quiet living room turned crowded, the butler tried to calm down the crying Mrs Torres.
Pamela's footsteps went down the stairs, holding El in her arms. “Mom, a-what's up? Why prepare the plane so early?”, curious young mother, as well as worried because she heard the name of her husband called.
“Pamela mom please, come home to Madrid now. Leonard needs you. She.....he mishap”, hysterical Mrs Torres.
Suddenly hearing the revelation her in-laws made Pamela's body goosebumps, almost dropping El from the embrace, “Leon”, said Pamela.
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Pamela, Mrs Torres, and Grandmother El have been on a plane ready to take off back to their destination.
The two women were different ages and had special meaning to Leon was both crying, his face flushed red. Especially Pamela, Leon's last sentence she remembers vividly, and feels guilty about rejecting a man who has changed.
“I'm sorry Leon”, both of his hands are creeping the chest.
“Leon persevere, me and El rumah”, the inner Pamela who hopes this is not the end of the story of her life journey, and Leon lives to raise their baby.
Pamela sat leaning back, and looking outwards, the view of the airport soon turned bright, and the rising sun warmed the land where all the legs stood.
But different, the city of Madrid must be still night and dark, the land was cold bone piercing.
The memory loop first met Leon so vividly in Pamela's head. The arrogant and merciless Leon asks her to be his wife only to take revenge on Megan, in exchange for an enormous sum of money.
“You really have no gratitude Pamela”, meaning to yourself.
“See”, this young mother's gaze turned on her grandmother who was sitting comfortably at any.
“Grandmother can recover and survive until now because of money, yes money from Leon. The man does not care what money I use for, never once Leon late to send money every month”, donatello Xavier's mother's smooth cheeks were filled with clear crystals that kept flowing without even stopping for a moment.
“Pamela?”, call her grandmother.
“Iya nek”, shrinking tears using the back of his hand and trying to smile at his grandmother.
“Do not forcefully let out a smile, grandma does not want you to do that just to cover your true feelings”
“Be assured Pamela, Young Master Leon will definitely be fine”, said Grandma who strongly believes that. Even his intention to punish Leon was always delayed because his granddaughter-in-law had indeed turned into a sweet cat in front of Pamela.
“May I hold El”, Pamela's pinta, Leon's face imprinted on her son makes Pamela even more sad, worried that the man is really hurt and unconscious forever.
“Force mama El, mama egotistical”, smear the puffed cheek, if something happens to Leon, surely Pamela will be very guilty.
Guilty that El had not had time to feel the beauty and warmth of a whole family.
More than 10 hours on the plane, and a day that has changed slowly does not necessarily relieve the anxiety of Pamela and Mrs Torres.
Pamela could only fall silent, questioning how her husband was doing. It feels like this plane is flying very slow, if you can choose can it turn the time just for a moment.
“Pamela you're really outrageous”, still still blaming yourself.
The time difference between Asia and Europe is very significant, now the once bright sky is slowly turning dark, and the raindrops wet the fuselage.
“Leon”
What a heart Pamela really can not and until anytime can never live without Leon. So did Leonard who lost half his life because Pamela left behind all the memories.
The previously so mountainous hatred turned slowly into love but was covered in the scar created by Leon.
Leon is guilty, but is he not worthy of an apology?.
And
Pamela fortified herself so as not to fall into the same hole the second time.
Falling on the pseudo expectations given by Leon as in the past, he once hoped and hung his life on Leonard, hopefully one day Leon changed and admitted his existence. Look now, isn't this what Pamela wants? But the wounds in the heart that hinder all.
“Sorry from you I received Leon”, wailing Pamela in her heart hugging erta El.
Finally the plane with the Torres Inc logo arrived at its destination.
Mrs Torres went down first and hugged her husband waiting at the end of the stairs.
While Pamela stared straight and blankly, she had imagined all this dream and Leon came to pick her up to the airport.
“Mrs finally you are ready to go home”, cried Alonso.
This personal assistant who also had this cold and expressionless nature cried because of her master.
“Tell Alonso how Leon is doing, what happened to him?”, asked Pamela and Mrs Torres.
“Mr Leon, Mr. Leon....”, Alonso again shed tears.
...TBC...