President's Beloved
President Chap's Beloved. 131

"Mom!"

Camelia jerks. Looking at it with a plain expression. "What's up, Lucas?"

"Why not go down, Mom? Mom want to sleep in the car?"asked Lucas, with a surprised look at Camelia.

"Aah?" Camelia flinched back and saw where she was. In the car and already in front of the mansion.

"What are you thinking, Mom? You were daydreaming from earlier. The driver's uncle didn't dare to bother Mom," Liam explained, narrowing his eyes.

"That's what it looks like." Camelia touched her forehead. He daydreamed, to the point of not realizing he had arrived at the mansion a few minutes ago. Lucas and Liam pick her up after hearing Camelia's chauffeur speak.

"You must be very tired, Mom. Come on in and have some white tea. Yesterday's pomegranate was still there. Then we cook tteokbokki, let's get back in the spirit," Lucas asked, smiling cheerfully.

"Yes .. baikah" replied Camelia. He was a little dazed because of the news about Rose earlier.

"It went well, didn't it, Mom?"liam asked, as they headed for the kitchen.

"Very good."

"Is the movie good?"ask Liam again.

"good. You guys wanna watch it?" Camelia offers.

"Yes." Yeah."

"What about the weekend?"haggar Camelia.

"Agreed!" Lucas answered first. Followed by Liam's snort.

Weekends, that's a great time to watch. Although it was already a few days after the premiere, it was no problem. Because if you are together, it is better for few people than to watch in a booming crowd.

"Mom, drink it." Lucas offered Camelia a small glass of white tea.

"Thank you" Camelia said, accepting it. Smell the aroma of the tea before sipping it slowly.

While Liam, make tteokbokki. Lucas takes care of pomegranates. Camelia propped up her chin. Sometimes still breathing.

Indeed, Mrs Liang's words had really continued to ring and harass her.

"What's up, Mom? Mom kept daydreaming there must be something important" Lucas said, staring at Camelia at a glance before returning to focus on her work.

"Do you know if .. Rose Liang died?"camelia asked, her tone was sad and also lethargic.

Lucas and Liam stop their work.

Astounded.

Look at each other. They don't know at all.

A moment of silence.

Sapid.

It reawakened as soon as Liam turned off the stove.

"So, Mom keeps daydreaming about it?"liam asked, flat and a little tart.

"It's not because of that but .. there's something else." Camelia let out a breath. Talking about life with her two children, it seems very ill-fitting.

"It's almost late, you go to bed" Camelia said.

"But, Mom …."

"Come on." Liam shut Lucas' mouth.

"We're going to the room, Mom. Mom also has to rest" Liam said, before pulling Lucas away.

Camelia smiled faintly, then looked at the tteokbokki Liam had made. The money, makes his stomach sound hungry. At least, he slightly corrected his feelings.

After eating and drinking, Camelia went to her room with the pomegranate that Lucas had peeled and placed it in a bowl.

"Lia." Upon arriving at the first rung of the stairs, Camelia was summoned by someone. That's Mr. Shane. Apparently, Mr and Mrs Shane are in the living room.

Since when?

"Yes, Dad." Camelia approached the two.

"Sit down" said Mr. Shane. Camelia nodded. Put that pomegranate bowl on the table. Sitting next to Mrs Shane. Mr. Shane sits on a single sofa.

"Daddy heard a little bit from Lucas. He said the son of your adoptive parents died. And he said, after coming home you looked dazed, and he said it wasn't because of that. Is that true, Lia?"ask Mr. Shane. Apparently, Lucas complained.

Camelia sighed then slowly. "We have no right to interfere in such matters. However, if it has a bad impact on you, we can't just keep quiet, Lia. Tell us, maybe we have a way out and you get your peace of heart" said Mrs Shane, touching Camelia's hand. Staring at Camelia reassured.

Camelia. Thought about. He needs a friend to talk to. Friends who have life experiences, who have tasted more of this sense of life.

"Look, Lia. You keep it yourselfit'll be harder to find your way out or your peace. If you continue like this, the children will be affected. So too with your work. And also Dion, that kid would have gone straight home if he found out you were like this after hearing that." Mrs Shane persuaded Camelia.

Mr and Mrs Shane are wise men.

"Dad, Mom, can Lia ask you something?"ask Camelia. Which is controlled by both.

"If you had a grudge against someone. Then you guys managed to get back at him. Then he took the punishment and died, will you forgive him? Fully? No more feelings of revenge? Because, even though the grudge has been avenged, it still feels in the heart," said Camelia, asking who became anxious.

"So, that's what's stuck in your mind?"ask Mr. Shane. Camelia nodded.

There is no revenge as complete as forgiveness.

It's back in the ring.

"Sudge is a liver disease. And that liver disease, it's hard to find a cure. Although revenge has been avenged, the former has not dried up, the grudge is still left, if it is adhered to, it will never be finished," said Mr. Shane, staring straight ahead. After talking, then contemplating.

"That's right, Lia. Forgiveness is the best revenge. Self-improvement is the best revenge. Rather than keeping the wound wet, it is better to dry. Despite the imprint, at least it was just a scar, no longer feeling the pain" Shane said.

"It should be so. But not all human hearts are the same. Not all wounds are the same. But, the essence of it all is one: to seek tranquility and come out of the shadows. Then the best way is to forgive and take off that grudge. Yeah, not everyone can. That was very difficult. Even Daddy hesitates to be able to do so," said Mr. Shane, drawing a faint smile. His gaze seemed to be staring.

Liver disease, it's very difficult. "Surely, getting close to the creator can make us neutralize that grudge."

Camelia. The same word. The best revenge is forgiveness. Let go and forgive, that calmness will be gained. Come, and come out of the shadows.

"So, forgive him. The wounds in your heart will be completely dry. Only the marks that are increasingly passing over time will fade and your heart will escape revenge and guilt" said Mr. Shane again.

"Daddy knows what makes you look dazed like this. You're confused, feeling guilty. Thinking if he died from your revenge. Afraid that your parents would blame you for it."

Mr. Shane's words flowed, like a breeze that hit Camelia. What Mr. Shane said is true.

"So, does that mean I should forgive him?"ask Camelia, make sure.

"Lia, revenge is reciprocated, not necessarily with forgiveness. However, if it had given forgiveness, that grudge would have been completely avenged. A person who has a grudge will never calm down even if his grudge is already avenged. Lia, you're all grown up, you understand a little of the core of this conversation."

Madame Shane patted her shoulder. Smile at Camelia.

Camelia still showed some doubt.

Baffled.

He could not fully digest it.

What was said sounded good and easy to do.

But the reality is inversely proportional. It is difficult and takes a long time.

"We know it's hard. What if this is all, you tell yourself, I forgive him, I forgive him. Every day you say so, every morning and before going to bed. Daddy once did, slowly the feeling of resentment will disappear by itself. Because, Lia .. the bad guys, those who commit crimes, are basically good people who are pressed with needs and the environment. So, Daddy hope you don't keep your wounds wet. Let go, then you'll get the peace of heart." While again, Mr. Shane gives advice. Advice, also a way out.

"You look so tired, Lia. Go sleep. Rest your body. Hopefully tomorrow morning, it's clearer," said Mrs Shane, asking Camelia to go back to the room, rest.

Camelia let out her breath. Is correct. He's already so tired. I can no longer think of anything else. Especially sensitive things like this. Saying sorry, forgiving, is not easy.

*

*

*

Camelia had returned to her room, leaving Mr and Mrs Shane both in the living room. The two looked at each other, and then exhaled a rough breath.

"You speak at such length, have your own wounds dried up?"ask Mrs Shane, a little tart.

Mr. Shane laughed softly. Then smile wryly. "Maybe it will disappear when I see him again" he said. Probably remembering the past.

"To this day, I still remember it. Have you forgiven him?"ask Mrs Shane again. The tone is still there.

"not completely. That's why I said it might disappear after I left."

"What did you say?!" Madam Shane glared in annoyance. "You want to leave me alone, huh?"ensuing snaps.

"Hey, calm down, Honey. I didn't mean that. However, if I live longer, when will this residual feeling disappear?"

"You?!" Mrs Shane choked. It feels wrong. There are two desires between two different people.

"Don't look at me like that, Honey. Maybe I'm selfish, want to spend a lot of time with you guys, spend a happy old age. On the other hand, I want to end it immediately. Hehehe, completely inconsistent. Good at advising others but oneself unable to overcome." Mr. Liang chuckled. A bland and sounding cruelty full of wounds.

"My husband." Mrs Shane's voice was choked again. Her eyes are red.

"Give it all to the Power! You have no right to decide when you're leaving! Do your advice. Whatever you say to Lia, you should apply it too! If not, I'll be very angry with you! You have to promise!!"madam Shane firmly pointed at Mr. Shane, her eyes emitting a threat combined with tears.

Mr. Shane wiped the corner of his eye. "Come here. Hugged this old me."

Madame Shane went straight in, hugging Mr. Shane. "promise. Don't talk about leaving again. There are still many things we haven't done yet" Isak Mrs Shane.

"I promise. No cry. My heart became very sick. Your age doesn't fit anymore."

"There is an age limit to crying?!"ketus Madame Shane, by pinching Mr. Shane's waist, who brings a smile between the two.