
"When he walked" said Sheran, he suddenly changed his mind. Not wanting to show his current strength.
"Why is it still here?" asked Zeon, he wondered if it was true that the wife could disappear.
"I'm hungry, what if we eat first? I'll show it when we're in the woods of Beautiful Hill" Sheran replied.
Zeon chuckled softly, now that it was time for lunch, it had even passed. "Well let's eat first" Zeon asked later.
That afternoon they finally resumed their journey, stopping at a fancy restaurant and having lunch together there.
Almost 2 pm they just decided to go home to the mansion.
At about 3 o'clock the car stopped again in the forest Beautiful Hill. When the car stopped, Sheran immediately changed seats, for him sitting on the lap of the husband is the most comfortable place.
"Do it, show me your strength once more" said Zeon.
Sheran nodded, and he said, "Stop time."
And at that very moment time stopped ticking, in the world only Sheran could move. The woman did not descend from the lap of her husband. Sheran just stared fixedly at the face of Mr. Zeon more closely.
A face that currently appears more shady than usual, someone with a cold look but always managed to make him feel comfortable.
Sheran secretly kissed her husband's cheek.
In the past Sheran condemned his own life a lot, always shouting blame on God for everything that happened. But what he believes is not really a fact.
"I'm sorry, God. Now I won't ask for anything. I'll just live the life you gave me better" Sheran said, speaking alone while her eyes continued to stare at her husband.
Now Mr. Zeon is the real future of her, her husband.
The past is impossible for him to come again, while his three children with Mr. Erland, Sheran believes as one of the clues from God, that his children have got a better life.
"I don't want to read the book anymore, I'll just throw it away" Sheran murmured, even though the book had not finished.
But Sheran already does not want to explore too far, let him now just live his life in this time without remembering the events in the past.
Believing that, finally Sheran got out of the car with the book King Of Atera.
Sheran walked quite far into the forest, after getting a strategic place he immediately threw the book using all his energy, until it was thrown far away, even seemed to have fallen down the abyss.
Throwing the book, Sheran was like throwing away all the memories of her past. Sheran tried to smile and no longer regret anything that happened.
With caution Sheran went back up for the upcoming car, but in the middle of the road he even forgot his path.
"Well, wasn't that through here?" murmuring Sheran, she scratched her non-itchy head.
Sheran again walked in accordance with his beliefs, but still did not see the main road. Sheran began to worry and fear.
"How's this? am I lost?" Sheran began to cry, until he did not realize that in front of him there was a sharp stone, he stepped on the stone until it fell. his head was hit by a stump and injured, while his hands as a pedestal were hit by thorny grass.
"Geek!" screamed Sheran, the pain in his head and hands felt so real.
"Sir, how is this?" sheran's tears were more and more bitter, how much he tried to return in fact still lost. The only hope he had right now was that master Zeon could find his whereabouts.
But is it possible?
in Sheran's heart there is also a bit of doubt.
"I beg you, sir, find me" pleaded Sheran. with a heart so desperate that Sheran finally spoke for time to go back.