
I was silent, not daring to answer. However, he then grabbed this right hand of mine. "I don't know what happened to you. Please accept my good intentions. I will do nothing" he said, promising to hold my hand.
"Sir, you're too good to me. I don't deserve that kindness." I feel bad on my own.
He smiled, as if he didn't care if I always refused. He was so persistent to get me. I was so persistent in defending my heart. I was still expecting that grim-faced man.
"Don't use those words to get away from me, Cecilia." He rubbed my cheek.
I feel sad about what happened to me. Why don't I get what I want? Even the ones I didn't expect to offer myself to. It feels like the world is unfair, always reality is inversely proportional to hope.
"You don't have a job, sir?" I tried to remind him. I don't want to because I'm jobless.
He shook his head. "Today there is no work to be done. What if we chat while walking in the hospital garden. I see this hospital has a beautiful garden." He's persuading.
"But I can't get up yet." I'm still trying to resist it.
He smiled back. "Sorry, yeah." Alexander then took me to a wheelchair.
Mr ...?!
At that moment I felt what was lost coming back to me. She carried me like a bride and sat me in a wheelchair. My heart was filled with his attitude. He does not want to ask for my heart.
Sir, you're forcing me to find a new heart contract.
So I try to follow what he says. The doctor said I should be accompanied for a few days. I don't have anyone but Angela here. And Angela certainly also has a busyness that can not be delayed long. I was trying to accept his kindness to be with me here, because Jackson wasn't here yet.
Jack, where are you? Why is your number not active?
I've been texting Jackson repeatedly. I called him too. But, Jackson's number I haven't been able to call. I don't know what's going on, I'm just trying to think positive. My body has not made it possible to meet him. Asking Alexander to deliver was impossible. The only way is to wait for Angela to come. So yes already, I just enjoy this togetherness because I can not do anything.
Angela said eight o'clock will be here. So I would wait for him while walking around the hospital garden. All sunbathing so that my body quickly recovered. Because people say, sunlight is the best doctor that can be obtained for free.
In the hospital park...
I got out of the room in a wheelchair. Alexander also helped push him so that he could quickly arrive. And when I came out of the room, I saw a janitor carrying a bunch of roses. I don't know who it is, but I think I want it too.
Now I sit in the park holding my phone. I was still sitting in a wheelchair staring at the bright morning sun. The light warmed my frozen body. Slowly I felt better than before.
I breathe fresh air deeply. This time I could feel the morning calm. The sound of birds whistling added to the peace of my soul. It was as if the universe strengthened me. I also tried to rise from the fall, trying to accept God's Fate.
Really, I really hope to see my baby born into the world. But it may be true what Angela said, God loves her more than I do. SHE would have known better what would happen if my baby were born to earth. And I try to keep a good prejudice to HIM. I'm sure DIA is the owner of the best scenario in the universe.
"You feel better?"
The man in the black shirt came and sat down near me. We sat next to each other and saw a large fish pond. The splashing of the pool water seemed to ease the burden of my mind.
"He-em. I think the sunlight helps me better." I looked towards him.
"Master?"
"The word brown can restore a person's mood. Maybe you'll try." He offered.
I was silent, ashamed of myself. She was so nice to me. Though Jackson said he was asked by Hadden to approach me. And I have to admit, after knowing all my feelings for him seemed to be erased by time.
"Thank you." I smiled at him too.
Alexander stared at the abomination, not knowing what he was thinking. I don't think there's any need to poke anymore against him. Jackson has met my needs. But the thing is, where is he now? Why not meet me too?
We have not met for a week. It feels like this miss is so stifling the heart. But, until now the number I haven't been able to call. Another number I don't know. I don't know what's going on, it looks like there's more important business than me.
"Jackson has returned your rent to me." Alexander opened the conversation this morning.
"What?!" I was surprised to hear that.
"Not only that. He also returned all the money I had spent" he said.
"Master?"
"I think it's gonna be really hard to get your heart, Cecilia. You love her so much, don't you?" Alexander guessed my feelings.
Immediately I fell silent, not feeling good for him.
"But ...," He continued his words. "I hope this status of mine can be your consideration. I really am still alone. You are the first woman close to me" she said, looking up at me.
I gulped, confused as to what to say. I'm afraid of missteps. I still have to endure one love. I cannot be a traitor like Zea. I am confident of being faithful no matter what.
"Sir, you're too good. I don't deserve to get you." I bowed while saying it.
He turned his body towards me. "Cecilia, you always say this. Is this just your excuse?" He asked for affirmation.
L saw. "Sir, you seem to know what happened to me. I think it could be your consideration to be close to me. I'm not a good woman. I'm not as good as you." I explained who this was.
Alexander nodded. Looks like he understands. But he looked at me again. "Is there anything that takes you away from me, Cecilia." He guessed.
I was surprised. "You mean?"
"Yes. Maybe there's something Jackson told you, so that's why you're getting away from me" she said.
Instantly I felt like there was lightning striking this morning. Without rain, without cloudiness in space. Alexander's guess can actually arrive exactly like this. I was confused where he could find out?
Hadden gave it to him? Or is this just an assumption? If so, I'm confused about how they work. I feel like my life is getting more scary. I want everything to end quickly and leave no wounds.