Married to Mr. Ares
Depression “ This life may indeed be a damned destiny”

“ Emphm” Lyra's sigh, her eyes opened staring at the ceiling above her. His consciousness began to recover, his entire body was completely cold. Lyra realized she was still in a bath up full of water.

“ Did I faint? ” murmured then he tried to get up, his legs felt frozen, his whole body turned blue and pale. Dragging his feet slowly he grabbed the towel. Lyra get out of there, she's so cold right now.

Entering his room, he again felt smug. Here she is now a woman who was forcibly taken away her honor, then forgotten.

With great difficulty Lyra put on her clothes, picked up a blanket, and her cell phone and walked out of the room. He did not want to linger there until all those painful memories came back again.

Lyra chose to sleep on the sofa of the living room, she curled up there. His body was cold, but when he touched his forehead his body temperature was high.

“ How long have I been unconscious in the bathroom? Ohh my body is limp once”

Lyra then grabbed the phone that she put on the table earlier to make sure what time it is.

“ at 11pm, just wait for me to pass out from last night. Why don't you all just die.” sorry.

Lyra started checking her phone on the call draft, there were some missed calls from Tara.

“ Geez Mom!! ”

Lyra just remembered about her mother, immediately she called Tara.

“ Hello Tara”

“ Hello Miss, are you okay? I'm worried because Miss didn't pick up the phone. ”

I'm not okay. I was very sick this time.

“ Hmmm sorry yes I for making you worry I'm fine. How's Mom doing? ”

“ Mrs Diandra has regained consciousness this morning Miss, now her condition is starting to improve”

“ Really? Mercifully. Sorry I didn't come”

“ It's okay Miss, you can come if you have time”

“ Yes thank you”

Lyra then ended the call, she missed her mother a lot, but with her current condition. Wanting her to get away from her mother, she was afraid that Diandra would know everything.

Long Lyra was silent until she finally fell asleep.

* * *

At 5 am Lyra woke up, today she should be in college, but Lyra chose not to go to college for a few days. He has to reorganize his mind and mind.

His body was still weak and feverish, but not like last night. He opened a drawer in the kitchen, took a P3K box from there and took a fever medicine.

* * *

The Lyra Pov On

I want to leave this world, end it all. Suffering. Yes all the sufferings of my little one are children abandoned by parents, living under the mercy of others. Always trying to move to change the destiny of life. I want to be able to start my own world, there is no need to have the mercy of others.

But what happens is always suffering. Now I live controlled by others, with all the torment. The struggle between feeling and logic.

My heart is now ordering me to surrender. Just end this life. What good are you there for? No one cares.

But the logic of the mind says otherwise, of course I have to live, the children of the home need me in order to live comfortably in the home. I have to keep on surviving My mother needs me. Don't end it later what about all that.

And yes I choose to follow my logic, throwing all feelings out for myself. If life is heavy and ruined, there is at least one benefit to survival. This life.this destiny is all a curse to me. But if by enduring everything I can save something precious to me.

I will choose to survive.

The Lyra Pov End

* * *

Lyra went into her room, she tried to temper her emotions. He picked up a sheet lying on the floor. Put it in a plastic bag. Continues to clean the broken lights and cosmetic bottles.

She reassembled the intact cosmetics to the dressing table. Change the new bed linen, until the room is neat again.

Lyra did all that, at least to slightly dispel the memories of that night and help her survive.

After all Lyra immediately took a bath, she cleaned up her sweaty body. After taking a shower she wore her t-shirt and long jeans.

Then she sat down in front of the dressing table, looking at herself from the reflection of the glass. The red markings seen on his neck now appear bluish and not as much as yesterday.

I'll disguise it with cosmetics, Lyra thought.

His hands were busy polishing the visible skin of his neck with poundation then adding a thin layer of powder. Until it fused into the color of his other skin, and the marks on his neck were no longer visible.

Today she also wears a turtleneck shirt to cover her neck even if only partially.

Once all is ready Lyra immediately leaves for the hospital.

“ Tara” call Lyra as soon as she arrives in front of the Diandra nursery.

Tara who was sitting on the chair turned her head towards Lyra.

“ Nona”

“ How is Mom doing? ”

“ Mrs Diandra is undergoing a Miss examination may soon be finished”

A moment later the doctor and several nurses came out of the Diandra nursery.

“ Hello doctor” greet Lyra

“ Hello Miss what have you been waiting for long? ”

“ No I just arrived, how the results of the examination doctor”

“ As I mentioned earlier, the condition of Lady Diandra cannot be said to be good. But for now it's starting to stabilize. We will see the development again Miss.” explained the doctor.

“ I'm grateful if indeed Mother's condition began to stabilize. Can you visit now? ”

“ Sure Miss, but I suggest not to talk too much. Please Miss, all of you excuse me”

“ Good doctor”

Lyra then slowly entered the room Diandra treated. When he opened the door he could see Diandra staring at him while lying weakly on the bed.

“ Mother.. How's Mom doing? ” ask Lyra gently on Diandra.

“ I'm fine Lyra.. just a little weak course”

Even times like Mom still lie to calm me down.

“ Thankfully” Lyra sat beside Diandra's bed in her hand and kissed her.

Long Lyra there, just sit still. He followed the doctor's advice not to chat much with Diandra.

“ Lyra”

“ Hmmm”

“ Are you having problems? ”

“ Yes? oh no, bu”

“ You have to pay attention to yourself, and. always take care of your health, said Diandra slowly.

“ Hmmm”

That was the only answer Lyra could get out, she lowered her head while continuing to kiss her mother's hand. Her tears started coming.

“ You know? when I first arrived at the parlor, after being assigned as your nanny's mother. I saw a girl, she was beautiful and also plain looking. Unfortunately he's moody”

“ I-mom can't talk much, save energy Mom.”

“ In my mind at that time, how could such a small child look that sad? what cause? ”

“ Mother please take a break. I-I'm fine” Lyra said in tears, she knew the child her mother told me was her own.

“ After some time because he was so quiet, I tried to talk to him slowly. I asked him why he was moody? ”

Diandra continued to tell stories even though sometimes he had to take a deep breath to continue his speech.

“ You know what the answer is? ”

Lyra shook her head telling Diandra to stop and there was no need to say that.

“ When I asked that, he looked at me with a deep look. Because in this world I am a poor man, who needs the pity of others. That was the boy's reply, I was shocked at the time. I sincerely explained to her that she did not live like that. But he with his deep bead of eyes said that he must indeed live with a gloomy and pitiful face so that people will be pityed, because he's a child that his parents left behind.”

Lyra could only shut up and cry hearing Diandra's words.

“ I met a lot of sad children because they left their parents, but I never saw someone who punished himself to continue to grieve. From that day on I kept watching him, teaching him that he didn't need any of it. There is no need to always be sad, there is no need to think we always need the mercy of others. But we do need the help of others, but not pity. Be strong and change your life. That's what I told him.”

Diandra then fell silent for a moment when he saw that he was gathering energy.

“ Then slowly his smile returned. But strangely today I again saw the gloomy face of the girl. I should how? What words would I say to bring back her smile? ”

Lyra who heard it was getting sobbing, it turned out that no matter how much she tried to hide her feelings at that time, but Diandra could still find out.

“ Will he be amused by my sweet words again? That's what I'm thinking now. What do you think Lyra's what I'm supposed to do? ”

“ Mother need not worry, I'm fine. No need to think about that, I-I'm very happy now. I'm happy, okay and no problem bothers me. If I'm okay for what Mom comforts me” Lyra said.

“ True. That's the answer, for what Mother said sweet words that sound like a prank. ”

“ No, mom. I didn't mean so”

“ Right now you don't need words of comfort from others. You need some comfort from yourself. Find your own spirit, then smile again. Know it? life is bitter, the destiny we live may be difficult. But we continue to stand until now live it ”

“ Yes Mother ” replied Lyra tears that had been pooled fell back on her cheeks.

Diandra gently stroked Lyra's head.

“ I know you can. A person who lives life a little differently than everyone else, knows how to survive. Then hold on until you find your purpose”

“ Hmmm” Lyra nods her head.

Mother is right. Life may indeed be a cursed destiny but it forces us to hold on, inner Lyra.

“ **Life is very simple, but we insist on making it complicated”-Confucius

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