You Are My Sunshine
The Part 240
The dark night seduces seduce, unites the soul and body that longs all day, hugging each other to gulp the sweetness of honey juice, from the hives of love that dwell in the garden of hearts.
The beautiful woman had closed her eyelids tightly curled spoiled in the chest of her beloved husband, put herself in the arms of the owner of the soul, her clutches were covered in despair, forming a line of beautiful arches in her mind.
Today the Hero is unusually tired, his whole body screaming charging rations asking to be reinstated. However, precisely his body and mind were not in line, his body wanted to rest, but his eyes were reluctant to be closed. He was overwhelmed with incredible worry. The reality about Dara's parents kept rolling gnawed at his thoughts. The words of the old woman he met earlier this afternoon continued to buzz in his ears.
The flashback
“His father is my younger brother, my only family.” The woman sighed deeply before starting her long story.
“She decided to get married at a young age right when she got accepted to work after finishing her nursing school. My sister is really smart and smart. Although our late parents left only a small patch of land that we had stocked since their departure, he was very persistent to go to school and achieve his goals by pursuing a scholarship. He said he wanted to be a successful person in order to prosper the family.” The woman coughed, then grabbed a large yellow cup on the table and soaked her throat with water in it, put it back down and continued the story.
“That girl is very young, just graduated from high school, the girl my sister married. A few months later she was pregnant to complete the happiness of her small family, when her pregnancy reached the age of seven months coincided with the emergence of a disease outbreak that suddenly rife at that time. My sister who works as a nurse in the hospital also contracted the virus, and a month later her life was also taken could not be helped anymore.”
The old woman patted her own chest accompanied by a translucent groove decays from the corner of her sunken eyes wrinkled with deep strokes of sadness. The hero also felt a heavy burden that engulfed the entire atmosphere of the room.
"His wife was devastated. He had nowhere to go back because the position in his family was only a stepson. She still survives in a simple little house that my sister bought with insurance money that amounted to nothing until finally giving birth. I came periodically to her place of residence and helped take care of her as well as the baby as I could while continuing to encourage her. I'm an ordinary housewife with no skills, just the energy I have because to eat too my family has trouble remembering my husband is just a building porter."
He wiped away the tears that had soaked his old face. The hero still faithfully listened to the speech of the middle-aged woman before him solemnly without interrupting.
"The young woman said she did not want her baby anymore because it was only a barrier for her to achieve happiness. She says her new love only wants her but not with her son. I held him back, but he demanded to me if I could fulfill all his wishes. He handed the baby over and declared that I was the one responsible for remembering the blood flowing from my little sister in the tiny body, even though in the end I couldn't keep it by my side, my husband considered it a burden enhancer whereas I was in my absence who only depended on his income being helpless back then."
Her tears were getting louder and louder. "For that I'm handing him over to the orphanage and praying he gets a better life out there. Because my husband threatened to throw it away if I didn't find a solution to get him out of our lives. I'm a bad Aunt, my inability to care for that helpless little creature haunts and torments me until now."
"Then, where is his mother now?" The hero finally made a sound after just listening.
"Since then I never heard from him again, he was lost in the earth. I don't know where he is now."
Flashback off
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