LOVE IN PARIS
Chapters 113. SOLVING THE PAST
"I'm sorry if I had to take you to visit my ex-boyfriend's grave" Baby said.
Maxime's hand gripped Baby's fingers more gently. Channel the calm so that Baby does not feel sad or feel bad for inviting him.
"Baby, this is what I'm saying."
Slowly Baby began to dare to look back at Maxime the idol of the heart. Looking into his eyes.
"The past is part of our future. If there is no past, there is no future."
"Trust me every past will be a force when we will need support and support from the cruel outside environment."
Baby smiled and thanked Maxime who never stopped absent even though Baby never wanted to admit everything he wanted to do.
"I have many ways to hunt, will you come with me to research a tropical forest in one of the districts when we return later."
"I'm going along."
Not long after, they arrived at the public funeral. The white car is now parked in front of the tomb. With the help of Maxime Baby started to get out of the car. Not to forget he bought sow flowers beside the gate.
They walked along wearing black clothes and accessories began to enter the tomb area. Baby's steps are starting to feel heavy. The longer he walks, the more his memories spin quickly back in time where Baby was still with Lucky as a couple.
Baby clutches Maxime's arm tightly, almost collapsing if he doesn't hold on tight to it. Maxime who realized this had predicted this from the beginning immediately brought Baby over. The sweat that ran down his forehead.
"You're okay? Your face is pale, dear."
Baby shakes, trying to erase and reconcile with his past. He slowly controlled his breath.
"Don't force your brain to work harder, let everything go according to its destiny."
After a while of rest, Baby begins to ask Maxime to come with him.
"So seriously want to walk again?" asked Maxime who seemed worried about her.
"Yes I'm serious, come on."
Seeing the weather that is not conducive makes Baby must straighten out his intentions. A few steps later they have arrived at Lucky's grave.
Baby's legs trembled, but Maxime strengthened Baby from behind. Baby sat himself next to the tomb and began to pray for him. Afterwards he sprinkled flowers on the tomb, occasionally he looked towards the Headstone which there clearly inscribed the name Keandra Lucky, eighteen years ago.
...If only I could, though,...
...Because I don't want to fly anymore...
...If only I could, though,...
...I want to slice my heart...
...Because I don't want to get lost in my feelings...
...If only I could, though,...
...I want to destroy the memory in my brain...
...Because I want to forget all my past memories...
...I happy...
...I'm thrilled...
...But I'm ruined...
...You came to give a thousand joys...
...Then you leave with a thousand sorrows...
...Maybe this is fair enough, though,...
...But a thousand joys you gave in the past,...
...Won't be able to treat the wounds you left behind...
...Death has separated us...
...Even though we were together but honestly I never hated you...
...**May God forgive your sins and expel your grave. ...
...Amin**....