YOUNG DETECTIVE
Subconsciousness Via 1
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Cuuung... !the same miss Marni and her members. The author wants to write ahead of the continuation of the children's story Via and Jimmy. So, do you like it if I make it here before a new book appears?
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Sorry, a lot of typo .. the writing of half-asleep nights ... Later, it will be repaired again if sikond is okay.
Where is this?
The atmosphere felt white and shahdu. Via examined his stomach, which is usually round, now back flat.
My kid? Brother Jimmy, where are you?
There were no tears Via dripped on his own in his shoulder.
I think I'm dead ... Turns out, I .. I ...
Can I cry?
Via saw a lake not far away. He felt stranded in a lonely place alone, so there were even faces of unknown people who accompanied him.
Mama's children .. forgive Mama who left without having seen and hugged you ...
Brother Jimmy .. did I ever say I love you so much brother? Right now I want to say it ... However, it seems free ... Thank you, sister ..thank you for everything.
Via buried his face in the embrace. It was as if he had forgotten how to cry. The last time she cried was when Deval left her.
whistle
whistle
The sound of stones being thrown into the lake. Look towards the source of the sound. Apparently, throw after throw continues into the lake.
Via was stunned to hear a voice that had been unheard by his ears for so long. He turned to the source of the voice.
Seemed a teenage-faced man looking at him in his always distinctive, cold style.
"Deval?"
The man moved towards Via. This time he was sitting right next to Via. He folds his body against his knees. Staring at Via's face directly without hesitation and embarrassment.
"Welcome .." he said.
"So I'm really dead?" ask Via to make sure.
Deval changed his position. His hands were propped up on the ground and his head was looking up at the sky.
"I'm the only one who died here" he said with a stifled smile.
"It looks like I am too." Via's face did not shift in the slightest to stare at the figure. The person who gave his life to him. The old figure dwells in the heart, which to this day still remains even if only a little.
"Your face why hasn't it changed a bit Val? You stay the same as before. As for me, it's getting old eaten by age."
Deval looked back to smile. He still did not change, still unable to express his expression in any real way. However, for some reason it was what made the young Via like him.
"Try seeing your face right now! You haven't changed either, just like the last time we were together."
Via digesting what Deval said. "Whatchu mean? I was twenty-five years old when I gave birth to my twins. Even though I haven't seen, kissed, and hugged them." Via's face turned into a wistful one.
"You're not the same as me. You calm down. There will be a time when you will meet them again. Maybe this time God will grant my wish, to meet you again."
Via did not know whether to be happy or sad when he heard Deval's words just now. Had Deval said it long ago while he was still in the world, it would have been very different.
"Why do you pray like that? In fact, I became separated from the twins that had been inside me for nine months. Even I left Brother Jimmy---"
Via locked his mouth. Deval returned to smile at her. "You married the Son of Buana the Son, right? Even having twins after living with her."