THE FORGOTTEN LOVE On The Train
FINAL SEASON: Stop Licking Me With Her Existence!
Golden Apartment
Pedro swept through the fragments that were broken by Valentino. Flakes and pieces of crystal he collected very carefully, he cleaned it carefully so that none of the fragments could hurt Miu's legs. I don't know why Pedro would do it. Jared and Torres, who were still in the Pallazo Apartment, repeatedly shook their heads to see Pedro's attitude. Almost an hour since Valentino's departure, Pedro was still there until he forgot he had to shop for the Double P Store and deliver lunch for Miu.
"It's clean. Why don't you go and clean it up!" pallazo was standing not far from Pedro.
"Awhile more. I want to make sure Miu's legs don't hurt later" Pedro replied still relaxed. Pedro actually used a floodlight to walk around the shards scattered on the floor. Pallazo saw Pedro with an agitated heart, his depression in his heart did not also subside plus the attitude of Pedro who was very concerned with his daughter, as if ravaging his heart.
"Go! I don't know why I'm so sick of seeing you!" hardik Pallazo still makes Pedro not budging. He was still busy with his search like a precious treasure until he rediscovered fragments by fragments. After making sure everything was clean Pedro rushed to the kitchen to throw it into the trash.
Pedro stepped quietly, as if there were no humans around him. Verily his mind raged with a myriad of questions, with a myriad of puzzles in his memory pieces that he assembled one after another. His memory is focused on the words of Valentino who called the name of someone who disturbed his feelings, Rebecca Pallazo.
The photo of the baby I once accidentally found in Leyka's room, it says R Pallazo.. So you sent it, Pall.... Leyka, you knew Elara Miuccia before Valentino even said it.. Leyka, I hope you can accept this fact.. The fact that comes a second time when you're pregnant.. Shitt.. This woman cannot touch Leyka's life.. He'll be dealing with me.
Pedro let out a long sigh, he tried to keep himself calm, that's Pedro Fernandez. Pedro wiped his sweat away while putting the floor cleaning tool in place in the corner of the room, after he threw out a piece of broken glass. Then he washed his hands, in the kitchen sink, his eyes glanced for a moment as someone's footsteps approached him and he was Pallazo.
"Why do you always want to know our lives? Why do you always come at the wrong time?! You did it on purpose, didn't you?!" pallazo exclaimed with fire from behind Pedro who was still calmly wiping his hands on the napkin hanging over the sink.
Pedro twisted his body as fast as lightning, then grabbed Pallazo's slender waist and then squeezed it into the kitchen set. Pallazo could not scream, he held his breath with his increasingly restless heart mingling with rage ready to explode. The arrogant Italian woman was flabbergasted when Pedro's face with his trademark smile leaning towards him was a inch away, Pedro's eyes narrowed but so shady as to greet his empty and barren soul.
"You think I came because of you? I came because of your orders, I came because Miu and this apartment is my responsibility! It's you, the only tenant who always spits out all your complaints and troubles me! After this you can handle everything that happens on your own! Remember that.. By yourself!" pedro said firmly and with great emphasis. Pallazo rounded his eyes, his guts so shrunk as Pedro seemed to rob the surrounding oxygen and finish off his arrogance.
"You.. You think I'd complain all the time? What if Miu needs everything? Alright.. L'm.. I'll do it all myself, from now on" Pallazo said, becoming nervous at once. Pedro thumped to see Pallazo's eyes dimming because he was too intimidating.
"Unless Angelita needs me" Pedro almost whispered as he poked Pallazo's nose with a smile. Pallazo's eyes are getting rounder.
"Youuu?!--- "
"Miu needs me and not anyone else! You don't have to bother anymore and waste your time!" someone's voice just popped out, stopping Pallazo's anger at Pedro poking his nose.
Pedro and Pallazo immediately turned their heads simultaneously, Pedro smiled as he tucked away some of his fiery hairline covering his forehead. Then he straightened his body and retreated a few steps from before Pallazo. Torres opened his eyes. Si, Torres suddenly appeared in the kitchen to make sure everything is fine.
"We see how much Angelita needs me" Pedro smiled at Torres as he tilted his head, put his hand in his pants pocket and grabbed the phone that was shaking because someone called him.
"Ah.. Holaa (hello) Pene love - love--Dro smiles and looks at Pall who frowned --I don't forget what I have to do. Pene love - love, I will come to you soon" said Pedro so sweet and soft, of course it makes Penelope across her phone confused with the sweet attitude of his brother. Though Penelope only reminded to shop that afternoon.
Pene love? Who is that woman. Inner Pallazo.
Pedro took a step back with the phone still attached to his left ear. Torres snorted at Pedro's deliberate sweet attitude towards his own cousin in front of Pallazo. Torres knows for sure that Pedro and Penelope sometimes fight, arguing is only a trivial matter.
"What's wrong with you, Pedro.. How quaint.. Don't be so sweet.. Hurry up, the materials of the shop are thinning.. I've made lunch for your Angelit.. Basic troublesome" Penelope said from the phone, Penelope's snort was clearly heard in Pedro's soft chuckling ear, he laughed at his unusual demeanor. Pallazo frowned more and more, his eyes almost darted looking at Pedro's gentle demeanor.
"Pene love love, mi carina (my dear).. Gracias, you're so good as an angel today.. Very sweet.. I'll be here soon - Pedro turned his gaze toward Torres who stiffened with his attitude - Oh yes, Pene love love.. Never talk to strangers because I will cut off your tongue and pry out the eyes of anyone who dares to tease you. I'm heading there" Pedro said, closing his cell phone.
Pedro then put the phone in his pants pocket, he still faintly heard Penelope scolding him on the phone that he just ended, because of his unusual attitude. Then Pedro walked past Torres who felt insinuated by his words to Penelope on a cellphone connection.
"Hey I'm not a Ped stranger!" at once Pedro stopped his steps with a smile, a distinctive smile and Pallazo was getting annoyed at the smile. Pedro turned his body to the side and then turned to look at Torres who stood cross-legged not far from him.
"Did I say that stranger was you, Torres? And better take care of your woman! Never touch Leyka's life like she did eight years ago! You don't know how much Leyka suffered back then because of her work!" said Pedro stepped away no matter Pallazo's face paled instantly.
My woman?? You think Pall is my woman? Haha.. It's very interesting Pedro. Torres.
Torres furrowed his brows, then turned to look at Pallazo with his eyes so sharp lurking and demanding an explanation from him. Pallazo shook his shoulder and passed before Torres interrogated him. Torres also left the kitchen room and followed Pedro's steps who walked casually.
"Pedro wait! What did Pall do eight years ago?" tanya Torres and Pedro stopped his steps. They were in the living room where Jared was.
"Why don't you ask your woman? Leyka almost lost the Blue Train to her!" pedro said firmly. One step back after Pallazo stopped his steps, he did not believe what Pedro said. His feet felt frozen hearing the accusations directed at him.
"Lost the Blue Train?" pallazo almost muttered.
"Pall?" tanya Torres towards Pallazo whose face had paled with a pushy look. He looked up and remembered what he had done eight years ago.
What the hell's going on? Just sending a photo of Miu, making Leyka almost lose the Blue Train.. What the hell is going on. Pallazo's mind is raging.
"What's wrong?" Jared stood up to see the sight, he was curious about what he heard and it bothered him a lot.
"Your woman sent a photo to my cousin eight years ago and it left Leyka badly injured, physically and mentally! He almost killed Blue Train! You should be asking what the purpose is, buon pomeriggio (good afternoon)!" said Pedro ended it with Italian then he passed away as the apartment exit opened, on tap someone.
"Pall! Did I not hear wrong?" tanya Jared made Pallazo pias's face.
"Later on, it looks like there's a guest!" kilah Pallazo rushed after Pedro's steps to the exit.
"Buon pomeriggio, I have an appointment with you Signora Pallazo (lady Pallazo). Do you still remember me Signora (lady; Italy)? I'm Guaddalupe and we have an appointment for an interview" and that guest is Adda. He spoke to Pallazo who was walking towards him. Every now and then Adda glanced at Pedro who passed him nonchalantly and just passed by.
"You owe Pall one explanation" Torres said as he passed.
"I go first" Jared said, wiping Pallazo's arm and following Torres's steps. They left the Pallazo Apartment with such a cold face. It was even so cold when Guaddalupe threw a smile at them.
Basic Italian Man, why does everything look cold and appear arrogant.. Huh. Mind Adda when Pallazo let him in.
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Hotel W Barcelona, located at the new entrance of Barcelona's Port appears as a modern icon rising above the Mediterranean sea. A sail-shaped building expands, on 10 acres of land claimed from the sea, including in an ambitious urban renovation plan on the Barcelona coastline. W Barcelona Hotel is a five-star hotel with 480 rooms, 67 suites, rooftop bar, large spa, indoor and outdoor swimming pool, and, several food and beverage concepts and retail stores are located there.
The hotel is like a diamond at night, almost all of the construction is made of silver glass material that gives the reflection of light and forms a lot of luminescence and silhouette that emphasizes the shape of the hotel if all the lights are on at night. The game of light was set in such a way by a famous architect and he was the senior of Valentino Gallardiev in his heyday. Ricardo Bofill as the architect and Jean Pierre Carniaux who headed the developer of the W Hotel construction project.
Valentino chose a room overlooking the blue sea, where the walls were made of glass. The round-shaped bed is located on the side of the glass so they can see the beauty of the sea by laying down the body and when opening the eyes, the view of the blue sea is spread in front of the eyes as if without a partition. Blue, rosemary-blue, Valentino's eyes as the heart of the ocean now gazing at Leyka's snow-cold face.
The living room looks warm and friendly. The view is amazing with a set of sofa and dining table there. The room is a spot where tenants can eat and drink, as well as to enjoy the best sun when drowning.
Not far from the living room is Train's room, Valentino deliberately chose it adjacent to the living room to spend time together, they will have dinner at a luxury restaurant in Hotel W. The restaurant Leyka chose and Valentino got the idea to stay. The presence of Pallazo and his daughter Miu, as well as his match with Pallazo at the Golden Apartment make him reluctant to work and choose to tempt his Wife while waiting for Train to finish his drama class.
"What do you want to eat, Mi Carina (my dear)?" valentino asked as she clutched Leyka's body from behind after Leyka placed her bag on the table.
"I have no appetite" Leyka said flatly as she brushed Valentino's hand away from her. Leyka's heart doesn't taste. Anger, suspicion, anger suddenly seized his heart, stabbing deep into the recesses of his heart.
A picture of her past during Train's pregnancy flashed piece by piece. How he had to face reality for the sake of reality that hurt his heart and that much more hurt Leyka was, when he had to face it all alone. Without Valentino by his side.
"Am I going to be your lunch? Is that just your appetite right now?" goda Valentino pulls Leyka's wrist back at him.
"I have no taste for anything" Leyka said again, shaking Valentino's hand and stepping away. Leyka headed for the balcony with an exotic view that afternoon.
The cold wind in the autumn blew flying his shaken hair as if dancing chasing here and there. The weather is so hot during the day, but the cold wind sweeps away the heat of the sun that is autumn on the coast of Barcelona.
Valentino smiled looking at her, his heart pounding softly full of admiration. Then he grabbed the sunblock available at the hotel and took two cans of soft drink in the refrigerator and followed Leyka who rolled her hair on the edge of the glass-fenced balcony.
Leyka's hair on the back of her neck made Valentino swallow her saliva, she still had plenty of time before picking up her son from drama class. Valentino was one step away from Leyka but Leyka stepped three steps away. Valentino furrowed his brows, only to realize that Leyka was avoiding him and was more silent. Valentino became upset about it.
"Mi Carina's? Are you okay? Does Munequita make you not want to be close to me right now? Lusty!" valentino said with a rough throw of breath seeing Leyka's attitude as cold as the autumn wind at that time.
But Leyka was silent, her daydreams flew high to the time eight years ago when she almost lost Train just because of a photo that came to Barcelona and when it also broke her heart. Leyka slowly closed her eyes while covering both her ears with her palms.
Leyka tried to repel the shadow of blood flowing between her thighs, driving out the screams of Manuella and the Fernandez family, casting out the shrill ambulance sound as if breaking the dark sky in winter, the first snow fell in Barcelona. And cast out the shadow of Train who was born motionless on the delivery table. Train's bluish body made Leyka tremble to remember him.
"Leyka-Valentino touched Leyka's arm with the back of her hand as she clasped the sunblock in her hand, but Leyka's reaction to her back surprised her greatly. Leyka turned her head and opened both eyelids that were reddened because her tears had broken down her cheeks.
"Stay away!" leyka screamed when Valentino touched her and she took two steps back. Valentino was surprised, his eyes were rounded to see Leyka who was trying to dry her eyes with her fingers.
"What's going on? What's up?" valentino asked, trying to get closer.
"It's okay.. I'm fine.. Everything will be fine" Leyka said trying to keep her from sobbing. He tried to strengthen himself by saying he was doing very well. Leyka turned her back to Valentino, facing the sea and blue as blue as her heart. His hands clasped tightly onto the iron fence handle that protected the glass fence, he set his breath and cast out the shadow pieces eight years ago.
"You're not okay, Leyka! You're crying! And you said everything was okay?! Can't I know that?! You forget that I'm your husband who deserves to know what's going on and how you feel! Tell me what's up?!" valentino exclaimed that channeled his confusion with the attitude of Leyka who suddenly changed, through a very distinctive anger and of course Leyka felt no stranger to the attitude of Valentino who had graced in Pretoria.
"How many phones are you?" leyka asked in a firm tone.
"Missy? Of course it's just one!" valentino was still confused by Leyka's question. Valentino hasn't thought about the phone on his dashboard.
"Why is your other phone ringing in your car?! What are you covering up?! You're quiet hiding your other phone?! What are you hiding?!" leyka exclaimed with a flash of her eyes that contained anger. Valentino shuddered to see it.
"Ohh.. Shiittt! That's Torres' phone!" kilah Valentino ruffled his hair with an annoyed grunt.
"Why is Pallazo there! Pallazo- Isn't that Rebecca Pallazo?! You still in touch with him?! Tell me my guess is Valentino Gallardiev's fault! Tell Pallazo who just called on that phone-I don't know, maybe you purposely hid it.. Tell me she's not Rebecca Palazo who nearly killed my son eight years ago!" leyka exclaimed almost hysterically but she held it all her strength until her breath was stung.
Instantly, everything inside Valentino's grasp slid apart from both of his hands. It seemed immeasurable that he had almost lost his balance hearing Leyka's fiery words. The description of his tears made Valentino unable to look longer, he stepped forward towards Leyka and no matter Leyka retreated away from him.
Valentino came up to him and tried to grab him, grabbing his lost possession for eight years. Unlike what he did in Pretoria, Valentino always let Leyka go. Although in the end Valentino was looking for him but Valentino was always too late to realize the meaning of Leyka's presence in his life.
Ohhh Shitt Torres.. Why would.. You're so careless.. Why did you leave that phone.. Si, the phone we purposely used specifically to contact Miu... Shitt.
"Ley.. Leykaa's.. Whatchu mean.. Rebecca nearly killed my son eight years ago? No Leyka.. No. gabe.. That's impossible" said Valentino brick, his hair bristled at the sound of Leyka's words. There was an anger that he wanted to overflow, there was a curiosity that was so great and made Valentino ask a question that led to an impasse. Horror mingled as Blue Train's face flashed through his mind.
Is this what Pedro meant? Rebecca did what eight years ago.. He's not going anywhere.. I know that for sure.. What Ricardo? What the hell is going on. Inner Valentino, raging.
"Let's just say that Pallazo called you instead of Rebecca Pallazo, your former fiance, Valentino Gallardiev! Because I don't want to hear his name anymore! That's enough and can't happen again what he did to me! Stop hurting me with his presence in your life! If he's still in your life! Get rid of you with him! Because I don't want to see you guys all over me! For Train! For the Munequita now in my womb! I would never want to hang out with him! Because what he did to me- is more than enough Val! More than enough, I swear!" Leyka ended her words pointing at her index finger, and Leyka then exhaled violently.
Leyka repeatedly set her breath that was stingy. Leyka blew up, spewing out all the anger and fear that haunted her for eight years. Train's face as an immobile baby born into the world at the time of the first snowfall in Barcelona, always looms over and slices his heart deeply.
"Walk.. Isn't it.. Isn't it.. That ain't.. No. gabe.. There is no name in my life anymore" Valentino said as he grabbed Leyka's body and hugged her tightly.
Valentino could feel Leyka's tears so warm through his shirt that they touched the surface of the skin on his chest. Now Valentino is confused how to explain the truth to Leyka, being honest is wrong while lying will only make things worse. Valentino was worried.
I have to find out what happened eight years ago.. I can't postpone it.. Manullae.. Si (yes).. Manullae.. You must know everything.
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wuahhh.. I don't want to be lazy. kasian ama Leyka because. but don't forget the coffee vote.. 🤣 (author again sob, swear ☹)