Prince From Another World
Let Go, Back to Being the Self I Used to Be

Now our company has increased by one more man, Edgar. For the past few days he has been spending his holidays with us. Sometimes, we just go alone twice.

Today is on Christmas. The Christmas scene in New Angeles is very lively. The day before, there was a Santa costume race. Alex, Justin, Edgar, Suzan and Sienna even participated. Although not a winner but they are very proud to be able to follow this mass race. Then there are festivals and parades on the streets. The parade is still held today. All down filled the road. The dancers took to dancing in the streets, as well as the saints who distributed chocolates and sweets to the children along the way. Everyone was happy, everyone was cheering and having fun. Now Edgar is busy recording with his cell phone.

"Eriza, say 'hi' .." cried Edgar as he pointed his phone at me.

I smiled as I waved my hand at him. Shortly after, Edgar switched to the other side.

The parade continued until nightfall. We got tired and went back to the hotel to rest and eat. For the first time this is the most memorable Christmas. Friends and family, all gathered together at one table and dined together. This is a very rare moment. I really feel happy. Wallace must have seen me and been happy. After dinner, Edgar and I were still walking around the hotel.

"Can I go somewhere?" I asked Edgar.

"certain. Wherever you want to go!" edgar answered with pleasure.

Although I initially objected a little after I told Dixie Holly my goal. But Edgar drove me too. That's until I told him to come down and come with me. It's a lot of people tonight. Really crammed. Edgar was still confused as to what I wanted to do here. I didn't tell him either. Until we arrived at the Cathedral. I looked at him and invited him in. Tonight was also more crowded than usual. The whole seat was full. Among the congregations singing solemnly. I pray for his happiness in nature. May God forgive him and give him the best place there is. May God allow us to meet again.

...*****...

New year has arrived. Everyone down the street. To celebrate the turn of the year. Including my family and friends. We gathered in front of the Glows Tower. One of the most crowded locations, where fireworks will be played simultaneously there. Absolutely stunning. As thousands of fireworks blaze over the New Angeles skyline. The beauty of Glows Tower is increasingly visible with colorful fireworks that decorate it.

Nearly 35 minutes of fireworks were held. After one o'clock in the morning, all the spectators began to split. But I still sit there. There's no sleepiness at all. Aunt Jane was getting tired. They came home first leaving me and Edgar. But apparently there are still Alex and Ginnevra who live. Both of them were sitting a little far away from us.

"Hows it? You don't want to go home yet?" ask Edgar.

"I'm not sleepy. Tonight is beautiful! This was my first experience watching fireworks on the turn of the year. And so amazing!" I answered with admiration.

"Then next year we come again!" said Edgar.

"Yes, I hope to be together like this again" I hope.

"Eriza, I'm sorry I didn't want to remind you, but you look happier!" edgar said carefully.

"Yes, after I realized something. Life begins with an encounter and ends with a separation. That's a sure law. Can't be changed. Sooner or later it just depends on the time. I feel my burden getting heavier when I feel sad. But when I smiled, I remembered that all the burdens were gone. It was as if to signal that he was happy to see me happy. So if that calms her down I will continue to be happy for her" I explained as I pictured Wallace's smiling face.

"Does that also mean you'll open your heart to others?" ask Edgar slowly.

"Maybe. I don't know, maybe not now! I need some time to fix a little crack in my heart! Hahahaha ...," I answered while laughing at Edgar.

"I'll wait" Edgar said in a small voice.

"What?" I asked because I didn't hear clearly.

"No, it's nothing" Edgar replied with a smile.

...*****...

Coming back from New Angeles, it means the holidays are over. And time to re-engage with thick books of lessons and college assignments. Only a few more months I'll get a college degree. I need to start learning more. No time to play around. Once back on campus, we were all focused on learning. And only gather briefly in the campus garden after college. This routine continued for several months. Edgar and I rarely met because there were always different classes. This activity only ended after our final class assignment was completed. I can play a lot now. Just waiting for the outcome.

Over time with all the busyness it makes me not have time to think about the feeling of loss. I could have let it go too. And escape from the slump that has been weighing on the mind. Edgar said I've become who I used to be. Yes, because I want him to be happy there, I have to be happy here, so that he doesn't keep blaming himself. I always hold those words. Then I have to accept the truth.

...*****...

I have never cleaned a room in a long time. Since the new year, it has been busy. Now Sunday I spend time cleaning my room. I open the wardrobe and tidy it up, then into the drawer of the study table that is very chaotic. Unreasonably messy stuff. Then when opening the bottom drawer, a maroon red envelope scattered. I took out all those envelopes. And tie it up into one. Then I also found my diary that I had never written in a long time. I flipped through each page. Up to the page that told me about Wallace, I folded up all those pages and put them together with paper clips. I don't want to tear it up, I want it to stay stored as a memory that I won't open again.

After the room was clean and tidy I came out carrying all the maroon red envelopes that were already tied up. I walked to the back porch of the house. It was still late afternoon with the sun quite stinging. I sat in front of a pile of dried leaves. Then I opened all the contents in the envelope again. Read them back one by one. These are all Ginnevra handwriting, I don't think it's worth keeping. Then I threw all the envelopes and their contents into a pile of dried leaves. Then start a fire that immediately burns everything out. Right then Edgar came to see me. He took me out and we went for a walk until night.

...*****...

As usual, I went to college even though college was over. Yes the reason is many, in addition to seeing job advertisements, meeting friends, being alone in the library, a day in the computer room, or most often watching music performances in cafes. This cafe is never empty even though college holidays.

I was sitting at one of the tables with Sienna and Suzan. We're talking about the job Suzan will be taking. When suddenly the projector screen in front of the stage broadcast a music video. The music that I know, it's not wrong anymore that's the song I sang first, I never ever told You. All eyes were immediately drawn to the front of the screen. Now the video shows a picture of me singing and then moving on to another scene. The scene was recorded by Edgar in New Angeles. I was actually embarrassed to hide my face, but I was curious about what the video was about so I watched it to the end. I was very impressed with the video editor. It was like a real music video where I was the singer and model.

"How good, isn't it?!" asked Edgar who knew when he was sitting next to me.

"Cool!" praise Suzan while clapping.

"So you did it? Just make me ashamed!" my grouse.

Edgar smiled as he ruffled my hair.

"There's no shame. Everybody loved it!" said later.

I'm silent. It's true, everyone seems to enjoy it. There was no snide look at me.

"It looks like you have a talent for being a music director" Sienna teased Edgar.

"I hope so! Check out the next video!" said Edgar.

The next video shows a song performed by the band Russel. Although the concept is live but with Edgar's editing skills, the music video looks colorful and not boring. Because the camera does not only highlight to one side only. All visitors enjoyed the music video which contained only five songs.

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