
"Velicia, I honestly never knew that 2 years ago you had surgery to remove your uterus, so you couldn't get pregnant again." Arnold said with seriousness.
From his eyes he spoke honestly. But, I don't want to talk about that. It's all over. At the heart of our conversation is Merry.
"Arnold I didn't come to discuss it. I just want you to free Merry. You need to know, Merry did all this out of emotion for Viona. Your lover has bumped into Hansen, the man Merry loved so much. Your lover has left Hansen disabled for life and he has never admitted his guilt. He ran away from responsibility. Do you think Merry won't be angry at your lover's cruel act? Of course he was angry, angry and could not hold himself back. Arnold you should know that your future wife isn't as good-natured as she looks." I said at length.
But Arnold doesn't seem to care about what I say. He asked, "What happened to you after the miscarriage?"
I don't want to remember that anymore. Something very painful for me.
"Nothing happened after that. My body only became weak after the miscarriage and the doctor said it would be very difficult for me to get pregnant again, which is why I want to give the entire Arista family business to you, the Arista family has no successor anymore." I said with cynicism.
Arnold was silent, as if he was out of words.
"So, I just want you to let Merry go. That's all." I said to Arnold and left him speechless a thousand languages.
I no longer think about my body. I don't want to do any more treatment, while my best friend needs me right now.
I went to accompany Merry at the police station. I tried to strengthen Merry as much as I could. I asked him to calm down and not act stupid anymore.
And, in the end Arnold let Merry be held for 3 months as the last negotiation. By that means when I get out of jail, Merry won't see me again. I have been called by God.
"Merry strengthen yourself. Remember don't do anything stupid again after getting out of here. Because I won't be able to defend you anymore." I said while holding tightness in the chest.
"What did you say? You say as if you're going far away and won't see me again. Where are you going?" Merry's words are making me sad.
"Merry my best friend, I don't know to what extent God gives us our age. It could be that after coming home from here I will be called back to face the Lord. So when you get out of here, I could be no more in this world." My words that can no longer hold back my tears.
I cried sobbing in my best friend's arms. I will no longer be able to see him at the end of my life. Merry my best friend, please take good care of yourself.
"What are you talking about? Don't be like this. Why talk everywhere. You can't talk carelessly. Come on, don't cry anymore. I promise I won't do anything stupid anymore. I won't trouble you anymore. I promise." Merry seemed very serious.
My heart became even more relieved when I saw his spirit.
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Day after day passed, and my condition grew weaker. I only have 1 month or 30 days left. There's nothing more I can do. My desire to be loved by Arnold in just 90 days was gone. I surrendered.
Today I decided to start my own funeral. I started to prepare everything. I went to print a black and white photo, and then chose my own burial ground. I chose the burial ground that was right next to the graves of my parents.
I looked at my parents' two heads. My cry broke, I couldn't hold it anymore.
After feeling calmer. I choose to go back home. On the way home, I passed the piano lessons center and heard familiar songs, reawakening memories of my childhood.
I was watching Arnold play the piano. He seemed to smile at me. What a smile I miss so much. But, enough is enough. I won't go in there until I meet him.
From today, there's no more love for you, Arnold. I finally decided to hate you.
When I got home, I cleaned myself with a shower. Because I was too tired, I chose to sleep. As I closed my eyes and fell asleep, I felt hugged by someone. When I turned my body, it was Arnold. I just stood straight away from him.
"Would you like to come here? Get out of here?" I screamed trying to get Arnold out.
I kicked Arnold out for not wanting this guy in my house, and in front of me. Because of the things he did to Merry and everything else, I don't want to deal with Arnold anymore.
"Go away...." Shouted again.
"Velicia, listen to me first."
"No. I want you to leave right now. Don't ever show your face to me again." I came back screaming.
"I won't leave until you listen to me." Arnold tried to threaten me.
"All right, it's up to you. Don't blame me for calling the police, because you've been bothering me." I said I walked out of the house because Arnold didn't want to go.
Just leave him at home, I can go. As long as I don't see him again, I'll do anything. Then I decided to go to the beach.
I often go to the beach when I feel sad, sad or angry. Being on the beach makes me feel more relaxed. I could scream out all the anger that was in my heart.
I chose to sit in a small gazebo that was available. Sitting facing the vast blue ocean. Looking at the waves that hit the beach. Make my tears fall.
I'm tired, angry, sad, disappointed. And now, to whom else should I complain. My parents are dead, my best friend is in prison. If I have to complain to God, I am ashamed. So shy...
There are many complaints I have made to God. God is tired of hearing my complaints.
My phone rang, Arnold called me. It's a shame to tease him, but I don't think it's best to avoid getting everything done sooner. I picked up the phone from Arnold.
“Velicia, today I am looking for you to talk about some things. I used to feel I could make up for something, so I want to take care of you wholeheartedly, but right now I'm wrong.” Arnold said enigmatic.
Now I insist, “What do you want to say?” yell at him.