
It has been a week since the news of Yura and Yudha's closeness circulated, Yudha has been in Canada for 8 days, and Melody has no contact with Yudha.
Melody who does not know how to just choose to spend her time in the hospital Kazehaya International Hospital.
Melody was playing with the children in the hospital. From morning till night. He sings—although his voice is flat, he dances, he shares many balloons, and many interesting things he can do with his new friend in the hospital.
Melody can even remember the names of her new friends, such as Naru Barakamon, Ciel Kuroshitsuji, Belbo Beezelbub, Ebisu Noragami, and so on.
The days he spent in the hospital were great, but when his new friends fell asleep or went back to his house, he felt like crying.
"They're already in bed, Haru was even out of the hospital. Although my little friend is reduced, but thank goodness she is already healthy. The little boy with typhus is so sorry."
Melody took her phone, she scrolled down looking for her husband's name.
K. Yudhas.
Melody presses the call symbol on her phone screen, but she cancels it before connecting. He then closed his phone. Put it in the bag. He took his brown coat. Then she wears it.
Already entering September, autumn greet. The cold started to hug his body.
Melody stared outside the large glass window inside her private room in the hospital, her gaze very far away and somehow fixed on what.
The Tokyo Tower looked from where it stood, but that was not what he wanted to see. The sparkling lights are beautiful in the city of Tokyo at night, very romantic. High-rise buildings, highways make friends night.
Chilly.
Melody blew her palm with a breath from her mouth. He rubbed it over and over again. His hands felt very cold.
"It's very cold, but I didn't expect Tokyo at night from a height above the building like this to look very beautiful. What did I do first, anyway? Why don't I see what's around me? Am I too busy with my family's economy? Is it any good that I married a rich man? I can enjoy my life more alive."
Melody wears her gloves. It also allows his long socks. Coat is ok, gloves are ok, socks are also ok. Melody recalled, she needed a scarf. Her knitting scarf is in the clothes pocket of her private room. I immediately wear it. Twice to his neck.
"Yosh, it's not cold anymore!"
After everything was ok, he took his phone back. He sent a message to Alvin if he intended to go home first. Alvin agreed and hoped he would be careful on the road.
Melody calls Ayane and tells her Ayane has to pick her up in 2 hours. Ayane.
Melody did not expect that she would lie to Ayane by telling him to pick her up a little late. Actually he didn't lie, he just didn't say why he was going late.
"It's time to enjoy the solitude tonight! What interesting things will I see soon? Tokyo City, I'm coming!"
After all the preparations were ready, Melody walked out of the hospital. Walk alone on the sidewalk of Tokyo. The night is so beautiful. He can enjoy it well. Office buildings, shops, and vehicle traffic, city lights blaring, and people on the move.
"That's pretty.."
Initially Melody walked very slowly, the beauty of Tokyo city amazed her heart. He didn't want to go through every inch of his beauty. He even twisted his body to express how amazed he was tonight.
"Tokyo is the best! Saiko!"
Saiko: Cool.
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"Rain in autumn."
He quickened his footsteps when the rain greeted him. Again, again, and again. Faster, faster, and faster. He smiled, why is it so fun? He ran on the sidewalk. Running while laughing.
People who are busy escaping the rain.
Some wear raincoats, some open their umbrellas. Unlike Melody who prefers to be swept by rainwater. For a long time he had not felt rain like this.
Really, he remembered his late father. At that time he was on a bicycle with his father, through heavy rain. His father took udon food together after the rain, when he came home, he and his father got the flu together. The mother blabbed endless. Warm ginger drinks become a surefire antidote of a mother's love.
A simple moment that meant a lot to him. He remembered very well, when he and the father had sprayed the mother, he and the father were made to promise not to play the rain again.
"So, right now I'm betraying my promise to mom, huh? Mom forgive me! This time alone, let me remember the good times with dad. My and my dad's cooking was very short. Not much was created in that short time."
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After running far enough, Melody then stopped by the udon shop. The store was not so big, far from the word luxury as he used to go when he was with Yudha and the Kazehaya family.
But the smell of Udon's broth teased his nose. He must taste it!
Melody ordered a bowl of udon and enjoyed it very voraciously while waiting for the rain to subside.
"If you feel tight like this, indeed remembering the father is the right medicine. Even though I don't see a little star in the sky tonight, but I believe you've always seen me, thank you dad!"
He repeatedly smiled at the smile on his lips that paled from the cold.
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While walking home, Melody gets a call from Ayane if Yudha is coming home the day after. Melody did not know how she should respond to the news.
It was also nice that his roommate would finally go home, it felt like such a spacious room was no longer secluded.
But there is also a feeling of confusion, a bit of sadness that cannot be explained for sure.
Will he ask Yudha about the scandal issue with Yura or act as if he doesn't know anything about it?
If he chooses to ask, does he have the right to ask? The problem was that he himself knew how Yudha felt.
Or did he choose to act like nothing happened? Is not her status the wife of Yudha? Was that really a good decision?
Why does it feel so confusing?
Why would something like this disturb his mind for days?
"Here you go, this confusion really misled my feelings. I'd better go home and sleep." Finally muttered.