MELODY OF LOVE: Arrived Marriage
Deservingly
Alvin's relationship with Kazehaya's family improved, although not with Wijaya's grandfather. Alvin understood his position as a grandson that was not expected by the grandfather at all. He was born to parents without marriage.
He wanted to protest to God with what he was going through. Why was he born in such a state? It was hard to get a confession from his own grandfather. It is not supposed to put Alvin in the wrong place, but because the love story of his mother, mother Yudha, and father made him always cornered.
Alvin can't just blame his mother for loving his father. He also loved his mother very much. His mother's feelings are feelings that just flow, the same as his father's feelings.
Which Alvin regretted, why didn't his father solve the problem before he died? This made him and his mother more difficult to live life.
"I was really overjoyed when I heard the Madam coming back from London." Said a middle-aged man named Mr. Park.
"Could this be the bright spot of our efforts all along?" Continue a young man who is not much different from Mr. Park, call it Mr. Han.
"Are you the only one who's on my side?" Asked a forty-six-year-old woman who still looked very beautiful, Mrs Kurenai. Mother of Alvin.
"Of course not, Madam. You will feel calm because we are able to build a relationship strong enough and certainly will be stronger for the future." Answer Mr. Park.
"Even we were able to control 5 percent of the overall shares. It's not too big yet, but because of Madam's support, we're sure things will get easier." Said Mr. Han.
Madam Kurenai smiled meaningfully. "I know you can be trusted. Thank you for being so loyal to me. I will never forget your loyalty."
"Thank you, Madam…"
"Okay, looks like we should get back to the office. Excuse me, Madam."
"Thank you for taking the time to visit me." Said Madame Kurenai bowing respectfully to her two guests.
The two guests of Lady Kurenai left her residence. In front of the house the two guests had a couple with Alvin. Alvin just smiled to greet his mother's two guests. Of course while bowing his body as a sign of respect.
After convincing himself that the two guests had left his house, Alvin immediately entered his house. He smiled when he saw his mother making a few cups of coffee on the table.
"Ka-san, tadaima.." Alvin.
Madam Kurenai turned towards the voice that shocked her. Seeing her only child come and greet her with a sweet smile made Madam Kurenai feel happy.
"Oh, Alvin, okaeri. You home, honey? How's visitation? I'll listen to your story."
Alvin bowed listlessly. "It's still the same as always, ma'am."
"Heem, the mother's child must not be discouraged! I'll do anything for your happiness."
"Mother, don't talk about it anymore! I won't approve!"
"Mom's just fighting for your rights, baby. You deserve your happiness. I just don't want you to keep on suffering because of your father's mother and late."
Alvin breathed. "I'm happy enough to be a mother's son."
"Alvin, you deserve better than just being a mother's son."
"For me mom is the best for me."
"Alvin.." -..."
"All right, I'll go back to my room." Said Alvin who went straight to his room on the second floor.
"One day you'll understand everything I've done for you, baby. We wouldn't be like this if it wasn't for that old man. It should be your mother, your father, and you can live happily.." Inner Lady Kurenai while looking at her beloved son, Alvin.
Okaeri: Welcome.
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Alvin's Room...
There's a landscape painting on the wall to the left of Alvin's room. The painting hangs beautifully there. Several science competition awards are neatly arranged in a glass cupboard in the corner of the room. In fact Alvin is often in the race and get the champion.
There is a poster of the EPL football player from Chelsea FC, Frank Lampard, complete with his signature. The poster was a gift from the mother who was then one of the sponsors for a charity event attended by players from the Chelsea club.
In addition to the poster of the footballer, there is also a poster rider Yamaha idol, Valentino Rossi. Alvin does love the motto GP, he never even missed a game when it was held in Japan. Even though the ticket price was expensive, he still bought it.
Alvin's room looks simple, but elegant. Not much furniture or accessories. The posters were mounted like paintings. Not sticking here and there like a way to install most people. Alvin was happy with the neatness.
His life is pretty organized. He drafted a plan at every step of his life.
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Alvin opened the window of his room. He looked up at the sky from there.
"My college went well. I'm with my mom, not alone anymore. I am not short of money either. I am thankful enough for what I have right now. Though heavy enough to let go."
Alvin turned his body. He walked to his bed. Releasing the origin to his two shoes, he also laid his tired body in bed.
"You look very happy with Yudha. Your beautiful eyes are guaranteeing it." Alvin closed his eyes with the right arm he was bending. "I'm just happy enough, right? Yudha is a very good man. He'll take care of you. He has everything.But, again, why should Yudha? My own brother."
Now, Alvin tilts his body. He then bent down his two legs.
"Why is this so heavy? Can't I be selfish? Am I not allowed to fulfill all my wishes? Melody... Grandfatherbiscuts... Yudhah... Mothers... Can I have it all? I want a life that suits my desires."
Alvin directly smacked his hand hard into his bed. He must be aware.
"No! I can't be selfish! I don't deserve to have it all! I've had enough of all this! I'm up, Alvin! You can't be tempted! You have gained a lot in this world! You've more than deserved God's good."
Alvin squeezes the bed sheet pretty hard. He wanted to channel his taste of pills. There is a lot of pressure in his life. There are many demons in his life. Hugged him from all directions. It makes him frustrated and helpless. He cannot act more than his ego.
The pure kindness in his heart always saved him. Keep it well so that it is invincible with evil whispers. He always survives, installing a strong shield to always spread love even though the dark sword always blows his soul.
Yet.. Alvin realized that the dark sword had long become sharper and more numerous. Forcing him must always be strong to hold back his shield of love.
Melody's face came back to haunt her mind.
"Mothers.. If you keep pushing like that, I can falter."