
At eight in the evening, Melody did not leave her room and missed her dinner. As a mother, she was very worried. What if this child is sick?
Tsuchiya stared blankly at the processed food on the table. He cooks many of Melody's favorite foods. He wanted to apologize to Melody about what happened this afternoon. It was hoped that the food he made could make Melody forgive him.
Tsuchiya then took the guava that was in the fruit basket. He washed the guava and then cut it with a fruit knife.
Tsuchiya opened the kitchen cupboard and picked up the juice maker. It arranges it in such a way and plugs it into a socket. After connecting it to the electric current, he inserted the cut guava carefully.
He presses the ON button and the just maker's tool rotates.
He's observing. The guava slowly softened, fusing into another shape with a beautiful pink color.
Melody's favorite fruit.
"My feelings are mixed. The money was so tempting, but Melody was far more valuable than anything in this world. Say Dean-san, what should I do? You don't mind if I take this house off? I'm sorry, I don't seem to be able to defend the simple palace that you've worked so hard to build. I'm sorry I couldn't take care of her.."
Dean or Dean Hwang is Melody's father who died when Melody was in the second grade of First High School. A husband and father who love their family so much. A hardworking figure despite living in simplicity.
It was Dean who designed and built that simple house. Cost of his work at one of the companies.
For Tsuchiya, her home was a precious relic of her late husband. Many memories were made of this house. Happiness and laughter. Wounds and suffering. This house is a silent witness.
"I closed my eyes. This house holds too many memories. Too bad to be taken off. Sorry, it shouldn't have ended like this.."
Tsuchiya wiped away her fallen tears. If he remembered his late father Melody, his mood was so bitter. The immeasurable pain. He just loves Dean Hwang so much.
Finally Tsuchiya woke up from her daydream. He pressed the OFF button and opened the lid of the juice maker. He took a glass and immediately poured the finished guava juice into the glass.
Until full.
Then he took a tray. Put a plate of rice with side dishes/fried chicken and vegetable salad. Not to forget the juice too. He remembered that when sad like this, Melody likes to ask herself to make a kare and sure enough, the kare she made is also mature.
After everything was settled, he walked to the second floor, to Melody's room with a handsome meal.
Arriving in front of Melody's room, she knocked on the door slowly.
"Mel, I made your favorite curry. There are vegetable salads and chicken carage as well and of course guava juice."
There's no answer. Melody is still angry or asleep? He can only be sad. He knew it was all his fault. He should have spoken well with Melody.
Still worried because Melody had not eaten, Tsuchiya finally dragged a small table not far from Melody's room door. He dragged her to the door of the room.
Tsuchiya then placed the tray containing the food on a small table. Hope Melody will eat it later.
"Mel, I put food on the table by the door. Please, you eat! Don't get sick!"
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MELODY'S POV
I must be sad to see me like this. Excuse me..
I sat down on my bed. I felt the night breeze hitting my body. I looked up at the sky through the window I was still opening.
Dad said, if I miss you, I can see the stars to treat my miss.
Since my father left, I can only remember my father through the stars. I like to talk to the stars. It would look like crazy, but it felt like my dad was always around me.
When I remember my father, I feel sad.
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Tonight is cloudy, as thick as my heart. I haven't seen the stars in two nights. I would love to remove all the cloud that covers my stars.
Now I really need you to tell me.
Father... What should I do with Grandpa Wijaya's proposal? Should I reject it?
At the moment, I cannot talk to my mother. Mom disagrees with me.
If only there was still a father, I would have given a solution for me, right? But, too bad I can only tell. Dad was happy there.
I closed my bedroom window. I sat back on my bed. I've been locked up in my room for two days. I don't eat at all either. To be honest, I'm very hungry. But how else? If only my mother would give up.
I am very young. None of my dreams have been achieved. I want to graduate college, get a strata degree, work in a big company, earn a lot of money.
It would be hard if I got married young.
Should I ask Alvin-senpai or Duck for help? Ahhh, I don't think that's possible. Although they would definitely help me pay off my mother's debts, but do I always have to trouble them? It is impossible to depend on them both forever.
But I really don't want to get married young! Being married young, let alone still going to college is definitely not going to be happy!
I don't want to experience it!
Seeing mom now I can't bear it. I sacrificed a lot for me all this time. Am I the one who needs to sacrifice for Mom?
With me sacrificing, my father's house will survive the loan shark. Mother's debts will also be paid off. I think mom would be happy if I accepted Grandpa's proposal. Grandpa promised me happiness.
The question is, will my married life be happy too?
I took the suitcase that Grandpa gave me.
In this suitcase contains a lot of money. If it counts, I'm sure it's over a hundred million. What an incredible value to me. I never even imagined I would see that much money.
Now, that money I can hold. I can smell it too. Although it smells a little bad.
But, I can redeem this house with this money.
What's more this ring, this ring is not just a ring. It'S DIAMOND! It's exquisite. And this will be mine if I accept that proposal.
Aargghh. I don't know what to do. Anyway, tomorrow I have to have an answer. Tomorrow's the last day. 😢
END OF MELODY'S POV