REMEMBER ME?...
The Part 34
Is this how it feels if you've just come face to face with your past? It feels like everything you've never believed before is now turning against you with extra force and making you fall into an endless dark hole. And that's what Vano Alexander is feeling right now.
He could feel his fingers trembling and his breath choking. Even swallowing your own saliva is difficult. All this time, he still believed in disbelief with his past, Kiara, Brian, and the others—but when he saw this box, it felt that disbelief was destroyed by itself.
This box is proof. Evidence that he really has been or may have been here often.
Vano's gaze was still attached to the small box in his grasp. Kiara who was crouching beside him was also stunned.
“Vano this...,” Kiara tried to string her words together, but the girl let her hang in the air. Didn't say it until it was over.
“Come on, take a look, what is it?!” sue the little boy who is still with them.
Vano remained silent. He is still trying to organize his feelings like mixed.
“Kakak!” scold the little boy again while shaking Vano's arm.
Vano blinked, he looked at the little boy nervously with a smile and said, “A–ah. His fingers began to move to the end of the box, about to open the lid that read his name when a voice again interrupted them.
“Kids, rest is over! Time to learn again!” a teacher from the front of the class.
“Aish...,” grumbled the little boy. “kakak is so bad, just say big brother won't show it to me!” exclaimed the little boy angrily as he exhaled and puffed his cheeks and left with both hands folded over his chest.
Kiara laughed at the behavior of the little boy. “Ouch, she's so funny. I will talk to him, however, you must not make your angel image so smudged, Vano Alexander,” Kiara said with a chuckle.
“Image angel? What the fuck?” repeat Vano wonder.
Instead of answering, Kiara shrugged her shoulders. “Ah, don't open your box! I want to see it too!” he asked before the girl left Vano.
After Kiara's death, Vano stood up, moved back towards the terrace and sat there with the box on his lap. He does not care if the jeans he wears will be dirty with the ground, he does not care. Without wasting any time, he again lifted his camera and aimed at the box on his lap. After shooting several times, the man again lowered his digital camera and let it hang sweetly back around his neck.
His hands were still on the right and left side of the box, as if he was afraid of losing the box if he moved his hands from the box by even an inch. His fingers were agitated. He turned around, looked into the classroom that was taking place and found Kiara Kusuma who was busy chatting with several small children. Looks completely forgotten with a man who berna Vano Alexander.
Vano snorted in annoyance even though he himself did not know why he should be upset, then looked back down at his box.
The man's hand began to move to open the lid of the small box. The first thing he saw was a photograph of a guitar. As it turned out, the small box contained with photos that he apparently took himself. He took out the photos, which were accompanied by some writing behind him.
He smiled when he saw the first photo. A brown guitar whose model looks old. From the angle of the photo, there is no problem. It seems that he has been talented as a photographer since childhood. Thinking about it, Vano smiled. He flipped over the photo and his smile disappeared.
I want to be a singer to always be able to entertain people. – V.A
The singer? The profession never even crossed his mind. It's true, before he had an accident, he said he intended to continue his studies in music arts. But because at that time all he met was an old camera and it awakened the soul of his amateur photographer, he finally chose to become a photographer.
The next photo successfully removed the faint wrinkles on his forehead. Photo of a camera.
I want to be a photographer. It does not have to be professional, as long as you can always shoot beautiful scenery. – V.A
Once again, Vano is made to be full. What kind of man was he when he was young? Why could he write words like this at such a young age? This book reminds him of his original purpose. He actually never thought to jump into the world of modeling. In the past, he was a freelancer photographer who dreamed of shooting various landscapes around the world. However, when someone offers him this job that can make a decent amount of money, he cannot refuse. Sometimes, he wants to learn independently. But after that he felt comfortable and continued this work. He never thought that he had the same dream as him as a child.
Next were just a few photos that he seemed to have taken at random. The picture of his house, the photo of a large tree with a swing, looks like it is a tree in front of him. Then, a photo of the beach, a photo of Kiara's house. Wait, Kiara's house?
Vano stared at the sixth picture. The house in the photo is completely different. The photo shows the front door of a beige-patterned house with a solid-looking brownish wooden door with a garden chair next to the door. The house in the photo is clearly different from Kiara's house which is now white paint, ivory white doors, even the garden chair is different! But how did he know this was Kiara's house?
Behind the random photos there was no evidence whatsoever, so he could only guess.
Put it in the last photo. And more surprisingly, it was a photo of a girl. Big eyes, big smile, chubby cheeks, short shoulder-length hair with bangs tied to the side, milky white skin, with a single look, Vano knew it was Kiara.
Ah, meaning Kiara is really my past, Inner Vano.
He flipped the photo in his hand and was stunned.
I want to be with Kiara. I don't want to make her cry. I'll make her happy. – V.A
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