THE FORGOTTEN LOVE On The Train
From BARCELONA To ITALY

...BARCELONA´S...

Drops of rain, accompanied by the heat of coffee that afternoon in Barcelona. Leyka let out a long sigh and exhaled gently. It was so darkening the horizon. Casa De Miele Apartment. A frozen heart. Hollowly. Blank. There was a dagger that so stabbed a Heart, and pierced it deeply, that it penetrated into the recesses of his heart. A dagger that no one can pull out even the owner of the heart itself. Leyka Paquito's.

On a balcony on the 7th floor overgrown with red roses on the east side, connecting the windows.

And next to her was a pink rose that connected the door. Small table and two chairs made of Redwood wood. Leyka sat there. His eyes looked at the street traffic from far away.

Redwood tree, the tallest tree among other trees, can be said to be the tallest tree in the world and Flora is classified as having a very long life. Redwood wood is famous for being strong in mainland Europe, no wonder Redwood wood is used for furniture and even for walls and even floors of homes. Redwood wood is widely used for homes in the mountains because of the Redwood wood type of wood that forms warmth.

The balcony faces the street after being separated from the park as the entrance to an apartment area mostly occupied by the Spaniards themselves and Mexicans as well as several expatriates from several parts of the world. Middle-class apartments, not classified as luxury but not also seedy. This area is an integrated and dynamic area in Barcelona where the residents of several apartments in the area are workers in large part.

"Mom.. Ngh..?"

"Train? Are you awake?" Leyka turned to look at the voice. A seven-year-old boy in long training pants without a shirt was standing in the doorway rubbing his eyes.

"Mom-

"Come here" Leyka stretched out one hand and the boy approached her, Leyka hugged her with her straight legs hitchhiking on a nearby chair and the boy sat facing her with a yawn.

"Blue Trains.. Blue Train's.. Blue Train" whispered Leyka as she kissed the boy's head with her eyes closed, inhaling the smell of the Son who was still yawning and still rubbing his eyes that looked red. Train slid his head against Leyka's chest by tilting his face. His eyes were fixed on the swarm of roses that were partly wet from the speck of rain.

"Why not wear clothes? You're like-you're

"Is my Daddy like me, not wearing clothes when sleeping?" Train hurriedly cut, his hands began to play the hair behind Leyka's ears rolled in rolls until sometimes making it tangle.

"Mommy forgot, Train" Leyka stroked Train's black hair and curls, the hair on her trunk always feeling as if stroking Valentino's hair. His hair, eyes and eyebrows belong to Valentino. The bluish-gray ash eyes and his firm eyebrows, his reddish nose and lips as well as his ever-dazzling cheeks were Leyka's.

"Then what was it like?"

"Like our neighbor on the 6th floor, fat old man Mouji, that Japanese guy and that Mexican Pedro"

"Mommy always peeked at him" Train said, affirming his eyebrows, like the look of Valentino's jealousy that made Leyka flower at that time, Leyka commented on her smile when she saw Train's face on her chest.

"It is not necessary to look at everyone from the top of the balcony, because the balcony does not have a roof like our balcony and the balcony of other residents - even they are jogging in the park, bare-chested" Leyka smiled bitterly. Train's right, his son is like Valentino. Never wear clothes while sleeping, Leyka will fight long when the night before Train sleep.

"Mom, have you ever missed Daddy?" Train woke up and both of his tiny fingers pinched Leyka's cheeks furiously

"Of course not. Mommy forgot everything about your Daddy, Mommy has Damian, right?" Leyka smiled and rolled her eyes and kissed her son's face with anxiety.

"Sometimes your eyes are foggy, Mom, even with Damian"

"Misty?- Leyka chuckles and kisses Train's cheek again until it sounds. Train laughs kegelian-Train,.Can't you call him Papa or Daddy someday?" leyka asked gently and rubbed Train's cheek.

"No Mommy, my Daddy's just Toro-can't I get Mom's extra pocket money?" Leyka chuckled, as if her grief had vanished in conversation with her Son. Leyka held the Son and kissed Train again. His heart aches hearing it. Toro, Leyka introduced his Daddy name to Train as Toro.

"Train, you're too small to save for Africa, Toro will never get off that train. He couldn't have come down, he could have gone back to Italy. He would never sacrifice for Mommy. Even she didn't know you were, Train" Train put her head back on Leyka's chest and played her hair.

"Mom, my birthday is 3 months away. I'm 8 years old Mom. In 10 years I can go there-Mom?" Train looked up at Leyka's face.

"Hmm?"

"Do you still not believe in Miracles?" Train lifted his head and sat back up straight looking at Mama. His fingers were not separated from the hair Leyka played.

''Train, you hang out a lot with Aunt Manuella and Grandma Dolores, they're braggars" Leyka widened her smile and pinched Train's little nose.

"Mom, Aunt Manuella is my Godmother, I believe in Miracles. And I wish the Miracle came before my birthday" Train rubbed his nose repeatedly with his index finger, he still yawned.

"What do you expect from a miracle, Hmm?"

"I just want Daddy to know where I am. I want to know what Daddy is like

"Train, just like when you were with Damian" Leyka cut Train's words and gently stroked his hair.

"Mom, Damian just loves you" Leyka let out a long sigh. Not once did Train ask Valentino who he had buried in the labyrinth of his heart. Since Train understood the meaning of a 'Father', he always invited Leyka to argue. Train tested his heart and his up and down emotions he made.

"Train. After knowing your whereabouts. What do you want? Your daddy has a life of his own. He could've separated us and had you. You'll have Stepmom like your friend Paolo"

"Mom, we can share. Like my friend Paolo, he lives with his mother and at weekends he's with her Papa"

"Train, your case is different. Daddy didn't know you were born into this world - Train, is Mommy's love not enough for you, so you need your Daddy? You hurt Mommy's feelings, Train" Leyka massaged her nostrils as well as wiped her wet eyes.

"Mommy" Train looked at Leyka's tired face and turned back his head on Leyka's chest.

"Well, Mommy will break up with Damian and will never share Mommy's love again. All Mommy loves is only for you"

"Lo siento, Mommy (pardon me; Spain). Dividing just a little into Damian, I feel your love has overflowed. What if you gave it all to me? Ohh No, Mommy. I'll be short of breath. I'll inhabit your golden cage - Stay with Damian. But to call him Papa or Daddy I don't want-And I won't discuss Daddy anymore" Leyka chuckled and tightly hugged his Son's body with novelty.

"Bad kid, you said it many times but still talked about it" Leyka pinched Train's nose again and again.

"Mom, do you love Damian?"

"Mommy just loves you, Train. Sometimes women need to lean on Train, that's how Damian is for Mommy"

"Ehmm, then Daddy. Do you love Daddy Mom?"

"Train, my love is only for you, because she-she-is

"Yes Mom. He was just a stranger passing by and leaving. Like a train" Train cuts through Leyka's explanation, just as the real everyday language Train memorizes Leyka's answers.

"A few seconds ago you said you didn't want to talk about it, but still" Leyka randomized Train's hair.

"Yuhuu Trainnn! Do you want apple pie, it's still warm" Someone called from the balcony next to him, the old woman who lived next to his apartment that was still one floor with him, the 7th floor. Train got into the chair and Leyka held it.

"Grandmother Dolores? Does Grandma have milk too?"

"The train was disrespectful" Leyka said as she patted Train's butt.

"Come here!" dolores replied with her signature laugh.

"Okay!- Mom, you must prune that proud African rose of yours, just a little"

"No! It's been there to Grandma Dolores"

"Byee Momm!"

"Train wear your clothes!"

"Surely, Mom!- Mom? You still owe me a story in Pretoria, you haven't continued what you answered when Daddy said 'would yo marry me'- Mom I'll charge you later!" Train grabbed his shirt on the living room couch and ran towards the exit of the apartment and knocked on the opposite door, which was owned by Dolores Fernandes, the brother of her father. Leyka just smiled and shook her head.

Train, why do you always ask me when I remember.. Is it possible because I thought about it, so there is fog in my eyes? Val.. What are you doing.. Do you remember me. 8 years Val.. Very long.. You must be happy with your daughter and wife.. While me.. Just with Train..

...ITALIA...

While a man of stature, standing in front of the window of his office. At the top of the height of the Torre Eurosky Tower office building on the 28th floor.

The sky around him was dark, covered in black clouds that dotted the horizon. Same time in Barcelona. Clad in his black suit, Valentino Gallardiev, sipped a cup of coffee slowly. His eyes stared intently at the torrent of rain that battered the city of Rome in early autumn. His mind flew all the way to South Africa, occasionally he threw his smile and he struggled with his thoughts.

But how to sip his coffee and swallow it as if heavy when he immediately tightened his sturdy jaw. It was as if something was stuck in his throat. He saw that there was a dagger that pierced him very sharply, no one could pull it out, not even Valentino himself.

8 Years went by, Ley.. Do you remember me? You must have forgotten me.. You sly fox.. Damn I still remember you when it rained like this.. Just like the rain in Pretoria.. 11 Days with you as if just yesterday I felt the Wound.. But.. Our story is so sweet Leyka.. I missed that moment.. Did you miss me, Ley.. Shit!! Stupid question.. Definitely not..

"The rain did not stop" Valentino said again sipping his coffee. There was lara in her tone as Valentino sighed.

"You still can't forget it?" a man of his age said, standing up from the sofa in the room, approaching Valentino and patting him on the shoulder.

"I forgot about it? If it were an easy word to live, Jared"

"Already, Diev. You've had a new life since Miu's birth. He chose the path. And Leyka's right. You're just strangers" Jared scatters into the rain that's breaking down loudly.

"But I can't forget it. I still dream about it often"

"To Barcelona is only two hours away. But you're allergic to putting your foot in there. Even your project in Barcelona you assigned Marcello, two years ago-you're weird"

"My love claps one hand. I hate Barcelona. Although not meeting Leyka stepped on the country I do not want to" Jared chuckled to hear it, his friend and partner, faithfully became the subject of his frustration.

"Are you sure? Our company has signed a contract in Barcelona. Again, they use your plan. Do you want Marcello to be there like he was two years ago" Jared teased Valentino again. He knew his partner would refuse raw raw.

"Who else? You must not want to either" Valentino snorted and glanced at Jared who was smiling mockingly at him.

"3 months in the country people deserve Marcello who is free-spirited" Jared said sweetly. Valentino took a long breath again.

"You miss him and you don't want to go to Barcelona"

"She must have married Diego, her first love"

"You don't think Leyka's divorced?" Valentino almost choked on hearing that. Jared just chuckled.

"We already have each other's lives. I focused on Grandpa's last wish. Old Grandpa was dying and disturbing my comfort" Valentino said, making Jared happy.

A man knocks and a woman opens the door to Valentino's room.

"Sir, there's Miss Miu together---

"Yahoooooooo!" A girl ran towards Valentino and spread her arms. The woman smiled and closed the door.

"Yuuuuu!" Valentinopun put the cup on his desk and caught the girl's body.

"Papa...Papa.. I waited for you for a long time" the round-eyed, copper-brown girl with her chubby cheeks pursed her lips.

"Aren't you impatient?" Valentino kissed the boy called Miu with anxiety. Meeting him sometimes gets Valentino excited. The laughter of the two-painted little girl spread her joy. The burden in the work that made him tired, just disappeared.

"Hai Uncle Jared" Sapa Miu with her cheerful laughter.

"Hi naughty Miss, you know yes, your father is done working"

"Of course Uncle. I would have.. Uhm...Tee lee paa tii - Not really Papa Miu language!" Jared and Valentino laughed at his words.

"What darling! Tell me why you're here?" valentino asked with a kiss on Miu's chubby cheek.

"Why forget it? Papa promised to accompany me to Clara's birthday party at the weekend" in Valentino's sling, Miu played Valentino's tie with a frown.

"eeit.. Dolcezza Mia (Sweetie; Italy) should not frown"

"Papa forgot about it, that's why I picked you up" Miu spread her cheer. And bring the atmosphere to Valentino and Jared.

"Wow, Papa's picking up his daughter. It's very rare-Tell Papa, what are you picking up?"

"Tabys!"

"Hmm, looks like you're riding in Papa's car - Tell me where Mama is"

"Mama was gossiping with Papa's secretary who ehm yang--miu tapped his index finger at his temple-Taxy!!"

"No No Miu's.. Sexyy!" Jared looked up at the cuteness of Miucia, who was called Miu.

"It's like Uncle Jared said!" Valentino laughed and smirked at Miu who was still in his arms.

"Elara Miuccia.. Do you know why Papa gave you that name? That is, because Elara means joy and happiness. And Miuccia is a parent-child hope-you make me happy and always cheerful, when you laugh like this"

"Papa.. I love you" Miu kissed Valentino's cheek and hugged him.

"I love you too, Miu" Valentino gently stroked Miu's hair and rubbed her back. Valentino momentarily stared at the rain with pain in his day.

Leys.. Are you happy? Leys.. I'm not happy.. Even if there is Miu.. My feelings are still stuck.. Maybe because I always failed to get you out of my heart.. Leys.. I hate you, Sly Fox.. But I love you so much too.. Let me be like this Ley.. By ourselves.. Loving yourself..

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My daughter again: "Maahh! What do you mean Mah! Couldn't do, make the story gini gini girly2 gini! Overall ihhh!"

Eike (Not kenceng, Like someone died, can live again. So kencengnya. anyway a kind of laugh sholeha, this kind of person wakes up sahuuuurrr 👇👇🤣🤣)

My son: "He was lightly rich eating krupuk! Manaaa!" (die's hating bae's emotions)

Eike : "that heavy sherlock holmes novel, mama gt kok" (with a clear face)

Tuh the heaviest novel in the world.already a difficult investigation to understand and so the ending of the belly of course understand 🤣🤣 endingnya we in making thinking for days. make badmood. 🤣

"Mending think mah, drpd nyesek for days rich Lana ama Surya! this is Train blm what makes nyesek tauuukk!"

(Well, he's angry! People kl LDR an gt times yak. innannya emotional, so for young people who are LDRan, find a girlfriend who deket tp far also defensin) 🤣🤣 "Castrous teachings 🤣🤣