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32. YOU, ME, AND OUR MEMORIES [END]

"Val... "

Really, Lea didn't know why the name always came up. Moreover, the reality that was in front of him right now was a man who had almost the same name.

Lea was flabbergasted at the figure walking closer to her. A few seconds hold so that the maniknya does not blink, just to just stare fixedly and admire the tall and handsome man. Suddenly everything turned foggy, when he saw who was walking behind the burly back of the man wrapped in a warm coat. A beautiful woman with long hair who is very graceful and charming.

Lea's smile faded away just like that.

Until the two stopped right in front of Lea, who suddenly made Lea also stand up and bow to greet the two. From the tail of the eye, Lea could see, the beautiful woman grabbed one of the man's arms gently, and received no repulsion from the man.

Lea tried to smile, interrupted by the tightness in her chest seeing the warmth of the two of them.

"Hi,"

This greeting, which Lea had wanted to say since earlier. Since seeing the man who owns the boxy smile approached him. Both Lea beads suddenly hot, holding desperately so that there are no droplets from the eyelids.

"Ah, hi! Good afternoon, sorry to trouble you!" lea answered Val.

"No! I also feel bad about keeping other people's belongings!"

Lea turned to look at the woman who was beside the man she knew named Vallen. Then reached out with a smile that he tried to be sincere.

"Lea, "he said, grinning a smile, with a voice almost choked by his own salivary.

"Digig!"

The two exchanged names, and indeed, like a chunk of melting ice, it all decayed, exhausted. Whether this was a fate, a curse, or a punishment for her, Lea suddenly felt a pain in the heart that was so agonizing. Grimacing and squeezing for a moment the white loose t-shirt he was wearing, Lea felt pain. So hurt.

"Ah, are you okay?" Ask the woman who just introduced herself by the name of Abel. Memapah Lea who looks not good, with full of worry in his eyes.

Lea re-enforced her body, gently brushed off Abel's palm with a smile that was no less sad. "I'm fine!" he replied, taking a quick glance at the tall man beside Abel. "I'm sorry.." said Lea next.

Abel took Leah to sit on the chair that was right behind them, staring worriedly.

And not wanting to make it all the more protracted, Lea raised her face to look at Vallen's figure. Then pinned her gentle smile as she asked, "I need my notebook!"

Vallen gasped in shock, then blinked quickly—gugup, then thrust the notebook wrapped in jet black that he held it to the owner.

"The little girl in the photo is so pretty!" val said suddenly, with a faint smile on his lips. Not dismissing, making Lea was surprised by the manic round.

Once again, Lea's heart throbbed in pain. Until Lea's breath again clung tightly to make him unable to breathe. And for the umpteenth time too, Lea tried to smile, though perhaps, looking stiff.

Noticing the expression Lea showed, Val felt bad. "Sorry..."

"Itu—daughter me! Name's Aurora!" lea replied still looking up, noticing Vallen who was still paying attention to him.

"O-eoh," she answered nervously. "Sorry, I shouldn't have seen the photo!"

"It's okay!" sahut Lea quickly confirmed, also understood. Then, Lea suddenly asked. "Are you married couples?"

Somehow, why Lea so wanted to ask so—about their status. Just wanted to know, maybe.

The man named Vallen smiled warmly. The smile that Lea knew.

"A~h.." replied Lea did not want to muddy something that he did not even want to nudge at all. It's all just a memory. Yes, memories that are even worn out and forgotten.

The purplish spray in the sky of dusk began to disappear, to the point where all fatigue would end with a dark day. Change the warmth in the house with loved ones.

"Then, Val-ssi—thank you for taking good care of my book! I hope your kindness will be rewarded!" said Lea, hoping to be the best do'a for the man for the kindness of his heart. "And also—, may the wedding you planned go well!"

"Ah, thank you!"

The heavy voice that Lea missed so much, somehow she missed him so much now.

And enough for today. Lea could only see the two figures walking away from her by interlocking the palms. There was an outpouring of sadness that Lea could not say, but she kept it very neat. Is correct. I suppose.

"They are a matching couple." he muttered along with the cold air that hit the face, flying the hair tiller to cover part of the face of his joints. Then without realizing it, the tears had fallen soaked both sides of her beautiful face. For the first time, after he tried to remember everything, he managed to bring all those memories back.

Once rejected, until awareness seemed to pull back on things that he could no longer deny. A reality, though bitter.

"Papa was wrong about him! Val is a good man and he was willing to give up his life for me, long ago." he muttered, recalling the dream that showed everything overnight. "Aurora will be happy with just something I say later!" he continued with tears growing. Insured in the snuggle and reality. "His father is a good man! Very good!"

Lea knows Val is a valuable person to her, but things have changed. When happy, also sad that they have passed. All are memories. Then let it go according to fate, and he must accept it.

They cannot unite. Only in the past. Enough she knows, and pretending to be okay after a night of shedding all her tears is the best way.

His val is gone.

Val may forget him for good, but one thing Lea will always keep alone, that she will never destroy the happiness of Val who may have forgotten her, for ever.

Yes, her Val is now happy, with the woman who should have accompanied and been with her as in the past. Not with himself.

The cold Abel Wood is a fairy tale and also a wonderful memory for Lea. He will never forget until one day time really stops for him, later.

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