SHAPESHIFTERS
Part 6's
The freshly cooked pumpkin pie, spreading the fragrant aroma as it is removed by Marco from the oven.
Appearance Pumpkin pie made, not as beautiful as Mommy's, but at the very least, it will taste more or less just as good.
"Happy Great Bridget Day!" marco said with a smile of his own.
That sentence, it's the same sentence, which Mommy always said, when she saw her lab pie that she had put on the table, just like Marco did now
"Mommy, Daddy, I miss you so much! May you always be happy, in your new place!" marco, who involuntarily shed his tears, fell onto the table.
Although when Daddy Marco was still alive always said to Marco, it was not Marco's fault that caused his Mommy to die, but Marco still considered it because of his strange self, the main cause of Mommy's death.
Daddy took care of Marco alone after Mommy, without ever being seen or heard complaining.
Daddy's affection for Marco is still the same as when his Mommy was alive.
Shaken by Marco's soul, when he came home from school, and saw Daddy's cold stiff body lying on the kitchen floor.
A sudden death, with no sign of anything Marco could see.
Ripe red bean soup is ready to eat, which has been placed Daddy on the dining table, and became the last dish from Daddy for Marco, Marco ate at that time with tears streaming down his face.
All the loved ones, who understood Marco's situation and loved him wholeheartedly, had left him, without Marco ever being able to see him again.
The sadness left behind in his memories, and the loneliness he felt until this second, was able to make Marco cry as he pleased.
Quickly, the back of his hand grabbed the rough tip of his eyes that were still wet.
Never mind...
No one can turn things around, time goes on and it cannot go back to the past, even though Marco cries to death.
Marco had time and time again wanted to take his own life, but he abandoned his intentions.
Marco still wants to live.
Marco wanted to get answers to all the questions that stuck in his heart, in order to breathe his last breath, calmly.
It's almost afternoon.
With plastic sheets of food wrapping, Marco closed the Pumpkin pie, then walked back to his room, and continued walking until the bathroom.
Marco washed his face so that it could look fresh again.
After changing his clothes with a long-sleeved shirt, and long jeans, complete with a thick jacket, and leather-based foot boots, Marco walked out of his room.
Pumpkin pie, placed in the passenger seat in the semi of his truck, then driving at moderate speed, Marco was ready to attend a party at the town hall.
From a distance, there was a crowd crowded almost all the way in front of the city hall.
Marco could not take his car further, and only parked on the side of the road, which was also lined with cars of other residents.
Holding his pumpkin pie, Marco walked over to the big tent, where the city's food was gathered.
"Hello! Excuse me!" greet Marco, when he arrives in front of the tent.
"Marco Belmont?" asked a woman, who looked the same age as Marco, after being silent for quite a while, with furrowed eyebrows looking at Marco greeting there.
Apparently, the woman became one of the organizing committee, which was in charge of receiving food delivered by the townspeople at that time.
"Yes" answered Marco.
A wide smile rose on the woman's face, after Marco answered her question, which seemed to make sure that she did not misidentify anyone.
Marco, who did not recognize the woman at all, shook his head.
"No. I'm sorry!" said Marco.
The woman took the pumpkin pie out of Marco's hand and placed it on the table, then approached Marco, then stretched out her hand, as if to shake Marco's hand.
"You don't really recognize me anymore? I'm Bella, your friend at primary school!" said the woman, whose name was Bella.
Marco still did not remember it, and only welcomed the woman's hand to shake hands.
When Marco's hand touched the woman's palm, and looked at the woman's face fixedly, then he remembered the girl, who usually shared his candy with Marco at school.
"Bella?! I remember now!" marco said, then smiled widely.
Bella hugs Marco and kisses him on the left and right cheeks.
"When are you back in town? I haven't seen you in a long time!" bella said, holding both hands, with Marco's hands.
"For the last eight years, I've been back here. But, only this time I can come to the city's birthday celebration" replied Marco.
"Oh, so it seems. I just finished college, and I came back to this town about a week ago, too" Bella said.
Bella was then seen talking to the people who were sitting, where she was sitting earlier.
"Let's take a walk with me!" bella said, holding Marco's arm.
Hand in hand, and walking slowly, they looked around.
"You didn't continue your school?" ask Bella.
"No. When Daddy died, I chose to quit school, and come back here, to take care of our old house" Marco replied.
Bella looks mangosteen, as if to understand the events experienced by Marco.
"Who are you living in that house with? Are you married yet?" ask Bella.
Marco laughed a little, then saw Bella who was looking at him.
"Yet. No one wants to marry a poor, uneducated man like me" Marco replied curiously.
"Don't make fun of me!" bella ketus said.
Memories of the past, when they were children.
Bella once said to Marco that she only wanted to marry a man who was rich, with a college education, so that she would not have to live in a small town, and could live in a big city, without worrying about not being able to afford a home.
Little Bella wants to shop for designer clothes, to become clothes in her daily life, so that she looks like a royal princess.
Bella, who is attracted to the boy from the city leader, who is always driven by car to school like a little prince, makes Marco a heater, so that the boy feels jealous of her.
The two laughed out loud, while reminiscing about his silly childhood.
"Where is Jack now? Do you still live in this town?" ask Marco.
"So long ago he moved to a big city. Since his Daddy became a member of the parliament. After her move, I never heard from her again" replied Bella.
"Then, what about you? Haven't found the prince lost?" marco asked, in a mocking tone.
With a pouting face, Bella pinched Marco's arm violently, until Marco grimaced in pain.
"The prince is still a frog, and waiting for me to kiss him!" bella answered ketus.