The Missing Wife
#Late Story
And everything has now passed, turned into a circle of happiness that came back after years never felt to meet their lives.
Twenty years have been surpassed, as if the world was so fast spinning, as if everything that had happened in the past was slowly being forgotten, replaced with a sweet smile that never tired of being told.
Twenty years on the outside, with no barrier of iron bars blocking his movement, it indeed felt much faster and easier to pass, compared to twenty years of having to be in prison, enjoy the stuffy air that sometimes seems to want to make his lungs tight, then die.
But now, everything has passed so quickly, that even twenty years can finally be missed.
"Your mother!!!!!!"
No no no no no no no no no no!!
The sound of human footsteps rattled making noise throughout the room of the spacious house which was only filled by a few people.
"Mama!!! come here!!! see the result!!!!!" yelled at him again, as if never satisfied before seeing his beloved mama feeling happy.
"What makes you like this? did you win the lottery?"
The figure of an old woman is walking with her footsteps that still look healthy despite her age including old.
"Look at what your son has brought!!" he showed the thing in his hand, and displayed a smile of happiness on his lips.
The mother stared at an object in her son's hand, an extraordinary achievement from her son, who at that moment had also managed to make himself patterned, staring with great shock.
"What's? did you really do it? did you really make it? did my son succeed?" asked the mother still made not believe what she saw in front of him.
But his son nodded, showing his name written on paper, as one of the best graduate students in medical university, making the mother have to return to shed tears full of days for him.
"Well! Mama really believed it, mama knew you'd graduate with a satisfactory grade! congratulations son! congratulations!!" his mother said as she grabbed his son's hand, and kissed him very gently.
"Mom, it's all thanks to mama, if you don't fight hard to send Alvis, Alvis won't be like this, thank you, mama.."
The twenty-five-year-old man ended up in his mother's arms, full of warmth and joy, as if the whole world was now in his hands.
"Darling, nothing makes you happier unless you're happy" Hana said with a smile that was getting older and wrinkled.
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"Mama, I brought this gift for mama," showed the same paper as she showed Hana, "look, this is the result of Alvis, Ma, hard work, as well as Mama Hana's hard work all this time, I'm very grateful to Mama Hana, because, if there wasn't Mama Hana, maybe none of this would ever be in my hands," alvis said with pleasure.
Beside her, Mama Hana is seen continuing to be in the embrace of her son, with a smile that continues to adorn his face.
"But none of this could have been achieved, if not for Mama Visha who made Alvis excited, Mama Visha was also very important in the progress of Alvis' life, thank you, Ma, Ma, mama has made Alvis the luckiest person in the world, thank you for giving birth to me, happy mom there, don't cry out like Mama Hana, because Mama Hana is always crying because of me, so for Mama Visha, don't do the same thing as Mama Hana, huh!?"
The two of them were seen concluding their smiles, staring at each other affectionately.
Now the two of them have left the Visha burial area, leaving Visha's pusara now covered in happiness, looking at her son who is very happy to live with the friend she once hurt. He never even knew, his son became a successful person, it was also thanks to Hana.
He looked out of his sight, his scars held back tears until his eyes were clearly red. The black suit he was wearing seemed worn out, maybe even he was no longer worthy of wearing.
Only, he had no money, he also had no food to eat his afternoon.
Yes, even so, a faint smile appeared on his lips. At least he had kept his promise, waited twenty years in confinement, and finally, on this day, right after he had just come out of the bars, he said, he was finally able to address his son who had grown up, along with a woman he had once hurt.
*Yes, as I promised you, Hana, the first person I will see after being released is Alvis! unfortunately, I have no guts to get close to you two, I'm ashamed, so ashamed*!
He slowly walked closer to Visha's navel, with teary eyes, with a wounded heart and as if crushed to pieces.
Visha, the woman he killed, he ruined his future, and even ruined his life, now he can no longer look at that beautiful young face, in addition to the portrait that rests on the tombstone, illustrates how ayu and sweet the face was in youth.
He did not sit down, nor did he cry, only trying to be stronger, and did not want to disturb Visha inside there.
Regrets will always come too late, and now that everything has passed, everything has happened, only regrets that always grow in his heart, as if to haunt his brain, making himself unable to rise properly.
Whenever he wanted to rise up, the shadows of the past with Visha and Hana, always haunted him, stopped his footsteps, and then dropped his body on the spot.
*Only one thing you need to know, Vish! I'm really sorry I did that*..
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And in the end, Hana's story and her domestic conflicts have been at the end, whether there are any more stories in the future, it's just that, sometimes life like the one that happened to Hana can still be repeated..
All that has passed then let it pass, perhaps only a simple farewell greeting can be said on this occasion.
Again, regret always comes at the end of the story, being a delicious flavoring spice to consume, being the most suffocating ending in our chest, just like Allianz who ultimately had to lose everything, two women he both loved, and cruel again, even his son must also be taken from his life.
All because of greed, greed for love, greed for the world, and money!
For all the accounts that have helped make the author so excited to spend this story so far, thank you so much 🙏🙏🙏
Although sorry, because of many mistakes, the storyline is not easy to understand, because indeed, well, this is the author of abuse, so yes this is how it is, apologies as much as possible, once again thanks for the support, which is a loving comment, bgt seneng, because you have taken your time to encourage me to 'move to 'double up. 'round
And hopefully, we can meet again on another occasion, with a different face, of course hopefully with a story that is much more interesting than before, thanks for everything 🙏🙏🙏🙏
End words..
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