The Struggle of Mr. Love. Arrogants
CHAPTER 46#Sign of apology#4
"Arya wait!!" Marcus's intercept quickly restrains Aryan's hand. ",Let me. You take care of the corneal donation from Agnes after that body. I'll be right back after talking to Alesya." Marcus said then took back the letter in Alesya's hand and brought with him the box given by Frans earlier.
"All right." Frans replied that it was indeed Marcus who was more appropriate to explain all the conditions of Agnes to Alesya.
Marcus went out of the room.
"Where's Alesya?" Ask Marcus on Kenzo and the Scale.
"There.." point Kenzo in the direction of some sort of corridor that looks deserted. Kenzo Ingub chased Alesya and asked her what was going on. But Kenzo abandoned his intentions. What Alesya needs is not a series of questions about what happened, but peace of mind to release all grudges from the heart and sincerely forgive. The existence of Kenzo beside him at this time is just like water splashed into a shorted electrical substation.
Marcus nodded and patted Kenzo on the shoulder then went to where Alesya was currently.
The closer Alesya stood, Marcus's running pace slowly turned into a normal and firm footstroke.
"I know he's done a lot of wrongs to you Alesya. Even on that small scale. And if I were in your current position, I would never be able to forgive him." Marcus began to compile a string of words as soon as he got right behind Alesya.
"But at the very least, if it is still hard for you to forgive Agnes, take this letter and read Agnes has poured it all there." Marcus' real words are just a guess.
"Uncle enough! I don't want to hear anything about him. Or accept whatever gift he gives." Alesya answered full of anger. It couldn't have been this easy for her to forget all the bad things Agnes had done.
"OK. I get it. But just one of my requests to you Alesya. Just listen to me tell you a story and read this letter to you! Because somehow the deceased mandated this to me. I'd feel really guilty if I didn't convey everything he wanted to tell you." Marcus asked, which sounded more like a plea
Alesya was silent. He did not refuse or say yes to it.
Marcus regards Alesya's silence as a sign of her agreement.
"Thank you Alesya" Marcus said.
Marcus looked towards Alesya for a moment. "I'd better read this letter first.."It was Marcus' inner self that eventually undoes his intention to tell stories and prefers to read the letter that Agnes wrote to Alesya.
slowly Marcus began to read Agnes' letter to Alesya, "may I not cry when I read this letter." Marcus said, taking a deep breath and then releasing it slowly. Now that he was ready, he began to read the letter word for word..
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DEAR ALESYA,
EM..I REALLY DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WRITE IN THIS LETTER TO MU ALESYA. BECAUSE FOR ME THIS PIECE OF LETTER WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO MAKE YOURSELF FORGIVE ALL THE MISTAKES I HAVE DONE TO YOU. TOO MANY SINS ON MU ALESYA. EVEN AT MY LAST MOMENT, I DID NOT HAVE THE COURAGE TO FACE YOU DIRECTLY JUST TO PROSTRATE TO ASK FOR YOUR FORGIVENESS PROPERLY. THIS IS MY TRUE SELF. NOTHING MORE THAN A COWARD WHO PREFERS TO HIDE AND SEND YOU THIS LETTER.
IF YOU FEEL THAT I DO NOT DESERVE TO BE FORGIVEN, THEN IT IS TRUE THAT YOU ARE AN ALESYA MAN BECAUSE THERE WILL BE NO HUMAN BEING ON THIS EARTH WHO IF YOU ARE IN YOUR CURRENT POSITION IS WILLING TO FORGIVE A WICKED MAN LIKE MYSELF.
BUT THERE ARE ONLY THREE THINGS I ASK YOU TO DO THROUGH THIS PEN STROKE. FIRST, I BEG YOU TO LET GO OF ALL THE GRUDGES IN YOUR HEART.
THAT VENGEANCE IS TOO BLACK AND DARK TO BE IN YOUR WHITE, GLOWING HEART. DON'T LOSE YOUR FORGIVING SELF, WHOM I USED TO KNOW, JUST BECAUSE OF THAT ENDLESS GRUDGE
YOU MAY***HATE ME YOUR WHOLE LIFE BUT DISAPPEAR IT AS YOUR PURPOSE OF LIFE****.
I KNOW YOUR COMING BACK IS TO TAKE REVENGE ON ME. AND IT'S PERFECTLY NATURAL THAT YOU DO THAT.
HAD YOU COME WITHOUT A GRUDGE BACK THEN, I WOULD HAVE SUSPECTED YOU OF BEING AN ANGEL WITHOUT HAHAHA'S WINGS,.AREN'T MY WORDS FUNNY ENOUGH, ALESYA? COME ON LAUGH FOR ME, JUST THIS TIME.
YOU KNOW ALESYA, WHILE WRITING THIS LETTER I KEEP TRYING TO REMEMBER WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME WE EVER LAUGHED TOGETHER? I CAN'T REMEMBER IT BECAUSE I NEVER REALLY LAUGHED WITH YOU OR I WOULD HAVE FORGOTTEN IF IT HAD EVER EXISTED.
I DON'T WANT TO WRITE ONE BY ONE MY MISTAKES TO YOU. IT'S NOT THAT I DON'T REGRET ALL MY MISTAKES BUT I'M SURE YOU'RE MORE IGNORANT ABOUT IT THAN I AM. BUT I WANTED TO WRITE DOWN THE TIMES I WAS WITH YOU, WHERE I REALLY FELT YOU WERE MY BROTHER. THE BROTHER WHO ALWAYS PROTECTS ME.
YOU REMEMBER ALESYA? WHEN I BROKE THE BIG FLOWER POT THAT DADDY'S FRIEND FROM CHINA GAVE ME. AT THAT TIME YOU AND I WERE PLAYING TOGETHER, I ACCIDENTALLY NUDGED THE FLOWER POT UNTIL IT SPLIT PERFECTLY IN TWO.
I'M SO SCARED, I'M AFRAID DAD WILL PUNISH ME. BUT EVEN BEFORE DAD ASKED WHO BROKE THE FLOWER POT, YOU HAD ALREADY COME FORWARD AND BECOME A SHIELD FOR MY MISTAKES. YOU SAID YOU IT WAS YOUR FAULT THAT DAD GOT ANGRY AND PUNISHED YOU FOR A WEEK.
BUT ONE THING YOU DON'T KNOW, DEEP DOWN IN MY HEART, I HAD INTENDED TO INFUSE YOU. IT'S JUST THAT IT DIDN'T WORK OUT BECAUSE YOUR OVERLY KIND HEART WAS ALESYA. OH MY GOD, WHEN I INTEND TO TELL YOU SOMETHING THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH MY DISGRACE, BUT IT TURNS OUT THAT NONE OF ALL OF OUR TOGETHERNESS IS A WONDERFUL MEMORY WORTH REMEMBERING.
IS IT REALLY THAT BAD FOR ME, ALESYA? WHY DID I NEVER REALIZE THAT? HOW CAN I FACE GOD WITH ALL THE SINS THAT STAND GREATER THAN MYSELF?NEVER MIND, IT'S MY BURDEN YOU DON'T HAVE TO THINK ABOUT IT.
EEMS... MY SECOND WISH. I REALLY HOPE YOU'RE WILLING TO DO. I BEG YOU TO ACCEPT ME AS YOUR SISTER EVEN THOUGH WITH A SENSE OF HATRED THAT IS STILL STUCK IN THERE. LET ME CALL YOU BROTHER FOR THE LAST TIME IN THIS LETTER, LET ME TELL YOU TO THE GUARDIANS OF HELL THAT I HAVE A SISTER WHO WILL LATER LIVE IN HEAVEN.
AND MY LAST SUPPLICATION, RECEIVE THE SCARF THAT I HAVE SPECIALLY MADE FOR YOU IN THE LAST DAYS OF MY LIFE.
WEAR THAT SCARF ONCE YOU HAVE DECIDED TO FORGIVE ME, WHENEVER YOUR HEART IS OPEN TO IT I WILL ALWAYS WAIT.
ALESYA MY SISTER...
IT'S TOO LATE FOR ME TO BE ABLE TO KISS AND HUG YOU.
MAY YOUR LIFE ALWAYS BE HAPPY AND KEPT AWAY FROM PEOPLE LIKE MYSELF, MY SISTER..
**Agnes Diningrat.
**connect...
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