The Story Of Amber
Respectively
1 year later...
"Good development Carl!" Pekik Marvel, the doctor who has been handling Carl's therapy and treatment. This time Carl began to be able to walk down an iron stick on display.
Carl smiled widely, his breathing was quite breathless and he began to sit back in his wheelchair assisted by David, Carl's manager. "You've always shown good progress, what did you feel when you walked?" Ask Marvel.
Carl shrugged his shoulders softly with a smile that did not fade. "I feel my legs are a little strong, but after a few decades I feel pain in the bone again" Carl chuckled. "Will I be able to walk normally next year?" Ask Carl in a very relaxed tone. He has accepted all his circumstances, he started training to be able to return to his usual activities. The first few months were difficult enough for Carl to accept the situation, but when should he be like this?
"If you always follow my advice and stay excited next year you'll be able to walk back Carl, I'm sure of it, you're strong and never desperate" Marvel said.
Carl was quite happy to hear the answer, they had a small talk and Doctor Marvel was starting to say goodbye. Carl turns his wheelchair on David who never resigned as Carl's manager. "There's actually something I want to tell you," said Carl, making David frown slowly, he sat down on the chair there and started staring at Carl.
"What's wrong? You wouldn't say step back from the movie world would you? come on, Carl, there are still many who want to wait for you to become their movie star" said David persuaded.
Carl chuckled, he shook his head slowly. "No, I'm not going to resign again, umm— like this, as long as I don't have activities for a few months, I make a song, can I start my activities again? This time in the world of music and of course this wheelchair is not a barrier, right?" Carl asked, hoping to be anxious, to be honest, he began to get bored just walking around the yard with a wheelchair pushed by Agatha or Alicia, playing mobile phones and PS. Carl wants something different and starts to be active on social media without showing his physique, he wants his voice to be used.
David looked surprised and nodded his head with enthusiasm, it was not usual for Carl to ask himself to accompany Carl treatment, apparently there is good news that Carl gave. "Of course it could be Carl! You can start recording whenever you want, I'm sure whatever you do will get good judgment" David commented. "If I may know what you're making a song about?" Ask David.
Carl's smile that was originally wide, now only a line of thin smiles. "About an opportunity that never existed, about the loss and pain of a separation." Carl takes a deep breath, a message that Carl hopes will reach Amber's ears, wherever Amber is now Carl hopes he's okay, looking after their child who is starting to grow up. Carl keeps a message on the song so that Amber knows she still loves them, even when you are they will be in Carl's heart. "About a complicated love, but hoping for a happy ending for them to be together again" Carl continued.
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"You sure you're gonna start being a teacher?" Ask Amanda slowly, it has been 1 year they are here, Amanda has made a restaurant size is not too small but comfortable in the city, not too far from the hospital where Sean works.
"I'm sure the little ones will like you Amber" Sean said with a gentle smile. Sean leaned over and rubbed the Earl's hair slowly, now that the 3-year-old 8-month-old boy did not want to ride his stroller, Earl began to actively walk and play with the little children he met. No more pain and fussiness that Earl experienced, now Earl can be an active child in general. "You're going to meet a lot of friends there" Sean chuckled softly.
The Earl nodded his head, smiling at Sean. "Yes, uncle Sean," he said softly typical of small children.
"I'll tell you how my day was at school" replied Amber. He smiled as he waved his hand at Amanda and Sean who started getting into the car.
As Amanda and Sean grew, Amber began walking with Earl, down the cool streets with friendly neighbors greeting them. "Are you tired, baby?" Ask Amber. The Earl could be seen nodding his head, the tiny hand pointing at Amber and Amber immediately took the Earl in her arms.
Amber smiled as she entered the small school courtyard, the school has 1 special room for toddlers. Probably more precisely a child's playground. "I tipped E— Sebastian ya Camelia," said Amber with a stiff smile that always failed to mention Sebastian's name to new people.
"Well Mrs.Monica, I will take good care of sebastian" he said kindly. Amber nods her head quickly, believing Camelia, a girl who always helps her mother deliver her blind morning cow's milk and becomes the babysitter of this village. Even Amber got this job offer from Camelia when the girl found out that Amber had been to college.
Amber came out of the room, she walked into a classroom with an 8-year-old child. "Good morning everyone, I'm sorry Am—, I'm Monica, happy to see you guys, may I know your names starting from the front row?" Ask Amber kindly.
Less than 2 hours, the class was over, Amber easily got along with some of the little ones, Amber created a fun class and began teaching the basic materials she took.
Amber walked to the toddler room, where Earl was playing with a girl who was so graceful. Amber smiled at Camelia who looked coolly with her radio. "Hi Mrs's. Monica, how? Do you fit in with the class? Or do you want another class?" Ask Monica.
"No, I fit into that class. Oh yeah, who's that girl? It's beautiful" said Amber.
Camelia smiled broadly, "That's Angel, the grandson of the ranch owner up ahead, Mr. Ralph, Mr.'s son. Ralph was up until last night and left the pretty boy until 12pm" Camelia chuckled.
Amber nodded her head understandingly, she stared from afar Earl who was still playing listening to Angel. 'You seemed to give us a chance to be together again, but in the end you left me alone,'
Amber fell silent, the lyrics of the song coming from the radio made her seem slapped, making Amber recall Carl, all the sentences that express sadness with a soft voice that stores longing. "This song is being played a lot these days, making me want to give this song to my ex-lover" Camelia muttered as she chuckled softly.
"What is the title of this song? I seem to like it" asked Amber enthusiastically.
"My Love."