Sharing Love: Between Us
Chapter.33 Memories
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Ayu returns to the boutique with a restraining anger that almost exploded.
Up into the room Ayu immediately dropped himself on a small bed where he rested almost a week.
Her breathing hunts with thoughts drifting at the scene some time ago.
Flashbacks...
Ayu throws her eyes at the sighting of her room which is already very different from the last time she left.
"Actually since when did they live here?" ayu muttered in with hasty steps.
Ayu went straight to the walk in closet, opening every closet lined up there.
"Where's my stuff?" Ayu frowned while ruffling all the clothes and anything in the closet.
There's nothing more of hers there.
Ayu's attention was immediately distracted by one of the cabinets that had a secret room.
Ayu violently pulled out all the clothes of the woman who was believed to belong to Mala.
Hufth...
Ayu breathed a sigh of relief when she found the Mother's relics still neatly stored in there.
Ayu immediately took a red box, and walked away from the room that had been messed up by her actions.
"Where are all my belongings" asked Ayu as she passed Radit and Mala at the end of the stairs.
"The guest room" Radit replied flatly.
Ayu immediately stepped her feet towards one of the rooms on the second floor.
Sure enough, all his stuff was indeed in that room.
Ayu only brought clothes and some files that he thought were important, while the others Ayu left behind.
"I hope after this, you no longer bother, we live each other's lives. Let our stories be past and lesson. For the future I will assume never know you, may you also" Ayu said to the two people who stood before her.
Without hearing Ayu's answer, she pulled the suitcase in her hand and left the house she had been living in for two years.
Flash back off...
Ayu sat by the side of the bed, her gaze fixed on the red box which was the mother's relics.
Slowly his hands stretched out, taking the box. His gaze was sad, recalling the beautiful face of the woman he loved so much.
The box that Ayu never opened, ever since she found it in her mother's room.
Ayu began to open her with trembling hands and teary eyes.
A small photo album, a small notebook, an outdated mail envelope.
Ayu's shaking hands touched all the items in the box with nano tags.
"Mother, Ayu kangen" she wrote, taking a small photo album.
On the front page Ayu could already see a picture of a happy family.
A couple who were smiling happily in a flower garden, the husband was seen standing by holding a daughter who was about six years old.
While the wife hugged their dear son who was four years older than the girl.
Ayu's outstretched hand rubbed the weathered portrait that was still very well maintained.
The tears came back. Ayu looks up hoping to stop the water that continues to flow from her beautiful bead.
He turned back down and opened the other sheet.
There is a picture of him playing in the lap of the Big Brother.
On the other hand, there is a picture of him laughing happily in the sling of the father.
Ayu continues to see sheet after sheet of photos of her memories with the whole family in the past.
Ayu is glued to the last sheet, where she sees a photo of herself with her mother, a few days before the accident occurred.
The tears are now flowing more and more. Ayu cried stunned with a sobbing that sounded so heartbreaking.
With her hands still shaking and eyes blurred from being blocked by the puddles of tears, Ayu took the photo out of place.
"Mother, Ayu kangen, Ayu need Mommy" he said hugging tightly the paper containing images of women who had been a strength for him all this time.
A woman who always struggles to give her best for her life.
Just this time he ventured to reopen that sheet of his past memories.
Ayu's eyes squinted when she saw that behind the photo there was a handwriting.
...Nindia, *** the most beloved children of Mothers. I'm sorry, dear......
...Don't blame me and my sister anymore......
...They are never wrong.....
...This is just about destiny that cannot unite the love between us***......
Ayu shook her head strongly with the increasingly swift melt of water drenching her cheeks.
What is this, why does his mother write like this?
Ayu doesn't understand. What really happened to his parents, if indeed they still love each other.
And the treatment of his father and his brother when they met.
Is that not enough to be proof that they both have forgotten him.
Forgetting the Mother...
The happiness that Ayu saw yesterday was enough, making Ayu sure of all that.
Ayu tried to think hard, guessing what happened almost twenty years ago.
But no matter how much he thought, it only made his head ache, without being able to find that bright spot.
His gaze turned to a small, sky-blue book.
Mother's favorite color.
Gathering the courage within her, Ayu began to open the first sheet of the book.
The first page back he could see a portrait of a small family that looked very happy.
...Family smallku❤...
A handwriting of the Mother, embellished, on top of the photo.
Opening the second sheet Ayu can look back at the photo of the Brother when he was a baby.
...Arsyl Ivander Ardinata......
...My heart is with Mas Gerry......
...Prince guards and consternation for our family.....
The writing began the story about the brother, as much as almost two sheets.
Notes about the date of birth, and other important heart-days, such as the day and date of the first time the Brother can lie on his stomach, crawl, eat alone and then.
Ayu switched on the next sheet...
There's a picture of him as a baby...
...Ayunindian Clarissa Ardinata.... The first daughter and angel in our family......
"Hiks... Mother" said Ayu could not resist the pain.
...Nindia, Mother's daughter, you grew up with all the pain in your heart......
...I'm sorry, Mom, you never gave happiness to your life all this time......
"No, ma'am hicks... Ayu happy hiks... Ayu is happy..can have a great Mother Hiks. and live together with Mom" Ayu shook her head noisily, disagreeing with what she read.
...Son, I know you miss Dad too much Your brother. Forgive me for separating you....
"Mother never misahin us, those who leave us Mom" Ayu said again, as if arguing with the Mother at this time.
...I don't know if my decision was right or wrong. But this is all you can do at that time, baby......
...I hope that one day you will understand and forgive all your mistakes......
"Mother is not wrong, mother is never wrong" Ayu roared, she covered her face with both hands.
The book has now fallen, Ayu is no longer strong enough to read every message left by the late mother.
He was too afraid to be disappointed again.
With rough Ayu took the book and album on the bed, then put it on the box back and put it on the back of the wardrobe.
Walk to the bathroom to clean up.
Although the end was, she cried again under the water, hoping that the pain would be carried away by the flow that hit her whole body.
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