The Hated Husband
Memory
"Hey, what the fuck are you! That's my song, why are you playing it?" maria's Protest
Jo turned her body towards Maria with a confused look.
"Your created song? This is my song, why can you acknowledge this song of your creation?" ask Jo back to Maria
Jo's question made Maria's heart beat fast. Maria's breath was irregular. He turned around and left the room and quickly walked back to his room.
"No. This is impossible. In this world only one person knows about that song."
Maria muttered while looking for a paper with notes written on her contract, just as Dev came to see her that night.
"The paper is still there." murmured Maria while carrying the song paper
Suddenly Mary sat down at the side of the bed. His memory goes back to the past.
Flashbacks
Maria just entered first grade High School at the age of 16 years. Her long hair was unraveling and a cheerful smile always emanated on her face. Her hobby is singing. So every time there's an extra activity of music class, he's so excited.
One day during break time, Maria was fiddling to come to music class. The sound of a violin that is very melodious and touching to make Mary interested to stop her steps and see who plays the instrument.
From then on, though not every day, Mary often spent time standing in front of the music class, watching a male student whom she did not know because of her position on her back. Every note she played touched Mary's heart. It didn't feel like a year had Maria done that. But never once did Mary see the face of the student.
"I have to put this letter, I'm sure she will definitely come today." muttered Maria as she placed the envelope containing the letter on the piano, then he hurriedly left and hid somewhere.
Shortly after, the students came. Maria's guess is absolutely correct. "Yes." muttered Mary happily behind the wall. Then Maria peeked out the window again.
Maria sees the student find an envelope from her, containing a pink letter that she begins to read.
"Hey.. Your voice is so sweet. I used to come here to see you singing and playing a musical instrument. I'm so happy. The melody of the violin you play is also beautiful. I got memorized by his tone. Staying Spirit :)
From Your Secret Admirerđź’•."
After reading the letter, the student smiled. Then look outside the room. There's no one. Though it was a good opportunity for Maria to be able to clearly see the faces of the students she greatly admired, but she preferred to hide.
"Whoever you are. I said thank you very much. For taking your time to listen to my voice and my game. I will give you a song. O my secret admirer."
The student sits on the piano and starts singing (ONCE - DEALOVA)
#sing a song#
I want to be something you might miss
Because the steps are broken without you
Oh, because the heart is tired.
I want to be something you can always touch
I want you to know that I always adore you
Without you the loneliness of time to chain the heart
Oh, your shadow as if
You are like a song in my heart
Who called my miss to you
Like the air I've always had you
O. o. o. o. o. oh..
Only you can calm me down
Without you I feel lost
And deserted
~
There were no tears streaming down Mary's face. Every lyric sung by the mysterious student has a deep meaning and full of passion.
Day by day, month by month. Maria continued to do so, watching the student in secret. Since the graduation of 3rd grade, the mysterious student had never again come to the music room at break time. Compared to miss her lover, Maria missed the mysterious student figure more. He misses himself, misses his voice, and misses every game of his instrument that has been stored in his memory. Tears fell on the piano with Mary's hand touching the piano. It was like losing someone precious in his life.
"I miss you so much."
Seriate