Cursed Night

CHAPTER (31): The Most Beautiful Dreams

Expect more after hurting,

it's the dumbest thing a human being can do

~Arya Panggalila~

A beautiful woman was lying in a hospital gurney, her eyes closed and various medical devices were attached to her body, her condition was quite alarming. She was unconscious for two days after giving birth to her daughter.

Teresa Queenera's.

The name of the woman lying down. An unconscious woman, dreaming of meeting a beautiful girl who looks so much like her in a very beautiful place.

Tere stared at the surrounding place that was able to make anyone amazed by the beauty of this place, what is this called heaven? Tere didn't know, but he knew this place was beautiful.

Various types and colors of flowers are here, lush green trees make the air here feel cool, beautiful waterfalls that flow add to the beauty of this place, and small birds, dragonflies, and other beautiful waterfalls, and butterflies surround this place.

"Where am I?" tere asked himself, the sound of a small sobbing made Tere goosebumps and stare at the surroundings with a watchful look, until his gaze met the girl in a white dress who was crying.

Tere approached the child, himself made more surprised when he saw the child's face that was very similar to him as a child, until unknowingly Tere's hand outstretched to touch the child's cheek.

"Ka... You look a lot like me."

For some reason Tere's heart warmed when he saw the twinkle of happiness in the boy's eyes, the boy looked at him with his sweet smile.

"Our face is similar because I am your son's mother."

Upon hearing the boy's words, Tere immediately lowered his hand from the boy's face, but the boy clasped his hand to keep it on his face.

"Mother, why have you never accepted my presence? Why do you always scold me? Why have you never loved and loved me? I'm your son, I grew up in your womb, but why haven't you ever been a mother figure to me?"

"Ka... Are you really my son?"

The boy looked very happy when Tere asked that, he was about to answer but the baritone and dashing voice denounced his words.

"No, he's not your son. He's my son, only my son."

"Aryan?"

Tere was shocked when he saw Arya in front of him now, then his gaze returned to the little boy, looking at Arya and the child in turn.

Arya who was in front of him now, was different from Arya whom he had known for nine months. Arya now did not smile the slightest at him, her face was flat, and her tone was cold. Unlike the Arya he knew, always smiling, friendly, and warm.

"Darling let's go" said Arya turned soft in front of the boy, then Arya held the boy.

"Di... She who?"

"He's the son you've always despised, you've cursed maki, and the son you never wanted to see. You want us to leave, don't you, Tere? Then we'll be gone forever from your life."

The boy just silently stared at Tere's nanar, tears still running down the boy's cheeks. Even as Arya turned around and took the boy away, the boy stretched out his hand to Tere as if asking Tere to reach his hand and not let him go.

"Mama, I love mama."

Tere was eager to shout calling the child or running as fast as possible, stopping Arya's steps but her legs seemed to be nailed and her mouth as if covered with cloth so that she could only silently cry staring at the departure of the daughter and her husband, she said, without being able to stop it.

Tangerang, December 12, 2019