MELODY OF LOVE: Arrived Marriage

MELODY OF LOVE: Arrived Marriage
About Amamiya Yura


Japan International Airport, 8:13


Amamiya Yura, a model who is very famous throughout Japan is sitting in the waiting room of the Airport, Japan International Airport. The atmosphere this morning at the International Airport was quite crowded. A lot of tourists come here. The planes come and go.


Yura has her own idea about the airport. For him who is focused on all his dreams, the airport is a place where he is ready to fight and fight to achieve his goals. And when he returns later, the airport is the first foothold of his success. At that time he succeeded. He wanted to show the world all that and the airport was the first red carpet for him.


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Yura's sleek and sexy body is wrapped in graceful and classy fashion, perfect for a fashionable person like her.


Ayu's face and appearance are increasingly visible with thin makeup with a simple hairstyle, tie up, ponytail.


Yura always looks beautiful, without or with makeup though. Graceful, charming, tall, yes that's what he is.


Famous, smart, and respected, yes, it is like it has been his nature since birth.


Rich? Do not question his social status because that too is certain! The only daughter of the Amamiya family is indeed awarded a life full of perfection.


Forget about the perfection of a famous model who will soon explore this international world. Basically he is also just a human being, a pure human being created by God. Man with many feelings and many expressions, the same as other human beings.


Sometimes his lips smiled, but his heart felt different. Sometimes it becomes a burden on his mind. Yura knew, she did not really understand what had happened to her lately. But every time he tried to divert it, the more tight the feeling in his chest.


Isn't that uncomfortable?


Feeling irritable, tight, overwhelmed, may also hurt, but do not know what causes it…


Really, if there is a drug that is not comfortable, even though the price is 10 Billion, Yura will not regret to buy it.


Is it too much? Rest assured, Yura is the type of woman who is determined by her stance. He even dared to sacrifice a lot of things to become a professional model. Whether he knew it or not, he had also sacrificed his feelings.


"Amamiya-san, come on, we need to get on the plane!" Said Konan, Yura's manager.


"Yes, Manager-san." Said Yura.


Yura got up from her throne. He was wearing black glasses that had just been as a decoration of his head. He walked with a typical model, then lightly dragged his black mini suitcase.


Walking with rhythm, confident, although in the heart there is a heavy. That is Yura, a fretful woman who is always good at hiding her emotions in public.


The model?


Yes, models, not actresses, models must be able to control their emotions, let alone facial mimic, and Yura is very good at it.


"Goodbye Japan, goodbye Tokyo, goodbye Yudh. Why did I say it, I'll come back a month later. I will definitely become a famous model in France. But there is a sense in the heart. I don't know how I should react to it. If this was just my nervousness about going international, it should have been after arriving in Paris, it would have all gone, right? It's my decision, I have to take full responsibility." Inner Yura shortly before the plane took off leaving Japan.


A fairly ambitious figure for all his dreams. Amamiya Yura, who always works hard to realize all her dreams.


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On board a Japan Air plane..


YURA'S POV.


The plane just took off from the airport. I really like the view from up here. I can't miss it.


I opened the window of the plane beside me.


Ah, a collection of pure white clouds blending with the beautiful blue sky. God knows how to be beautiful.


This view is incredible.


Although lately I've been quite determined to see it because of my work, in fact I never get tired of seeing it.


I never get tired of sharing my gratitude with God for all the opportunities I have.


My dreams are starting to materialize a little bit.


I am currently Amamiya Yura, an up-and-coming model.


That's what my people and fans say.


I have fans too?


Not that I am big-headed, I thank you for loving and supporting me, I will definitely be able to work even harder.


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Being born into a rich family doesn't have to make me relax. I have a dream for myself, and I will fight hard to achieve it.


There are so many things I have sacrificed.


I'm halfway there, too bad to go back and give up.


If there's still a chance for me to grab it, why not?


Why should I give up?


I don't want to leave an offence at the end.


Yet..


Even so..


I don't know what I feel right now.


My feelings are pretty fucked up. I'm getting hard to control. I'm hard to decipher.


Why is it that my self-confident self starts to get distracted with this one word.


Contrition..


Why have these words of regret been so ranting on the surface of my brain lately? Forcing me to think about it. Forcing me not to ignore it.


What do I regret?


What have I regretted?


Didn't everything go well according to my expectations? Isn't everything good according to my decision?


Where does this regret come from?


I don't get it..


I don't understand or am I too stupid to find the root cause?


I hate this taste! I hate him so much!


I really think this really bothered my mind. Not only that, even my activities were also disrupted.


Why should I be reprimanded by the director for this feeling?


Usually I'm very good, I never falter even though I often argue with my father. I can be professional.


Nah!


This taste must be gone from my brain!


An Amamiya Yura must not be weak at the regret of his unclear origin!


Before the feeling gets bigger and takes hold of me, I need to get rid of it!


I had to kill him first, before the feeling killed me first. I must eliminate him immediately!


In the life of an Amamiya Yura, that regret was nothing!


There can't be!


Everything is carried out in accordance with the decision on the basis of careful thought.


Regrets belong only to the decision makers who are so cowardly to face the results of the decisions taken.


And what if someday I understand this sense of regret the source of which, I will not dissolve. I won't be a coward!


I just have to make that regret nothing! I will think of many ways to fix it! I would be a monster even if it was necessary!


END OF YURA'S POV.