MELODY OF LOVE: Arrived Marriage

Mikan and her memories

Kazehaya Residence...

Mikan returned to Kazehaya's residence. A luxury mansion in the style of a mix of traditional Japanese and European renaissance era.

He had not returned to this luxurious mansion for a long time since Wijaya's grandfather, his father-in-law, entered the hospital. For safety reasons, he and his nuclear family had to live on the 16th floor of Kazehya Internatipnal Hospital.

"Mikan-sama, okaerishinasai.." Greet the maids of the Kazehaya family.

"Yes, okaeri.." Answer Mikan. He smiled kindly at them. Although there is a difference in caste position, but Mikan is not the one who underlines the difference.

Mikan was warmly welcomed by the servants of this luxurious mansion every time she changed rooms. Because the Kazehaya mansion has at least 120 workers to maintain and take care of the Kazehaya mansion which is very large, magnificent, and luxurious.

The condition of the mansion remained the same, no one was barubah, all like the last time he left it. The furniture is still in its place. Only plants change due to the biological cycle of leaf and flower change.

"Although this is my in-laws house, but since I've been married I've lived here, it's been like my own home. How long have I been living here? Twenty-two more years. It has even been twenty-three years. It's been that long. Ever since I decided to stay in the hospital for looking after my father-in-law and for my own safety, I have missed this house... The smell, the paint, the view, I really miss every corner of this house. A beautiful house with many memories."

Mikan went into her room. The same room he used on the wedding night. Yes, this is her room with Kazehaya Yoga, her legal husband, the father of her son, Yudha.

Mikan turned on the room lights. At that moment the room became bright. Everything becomes easy to see.

"You know what, Yoga-san? I always felt like you were wandering around in this room. You love sitting there drinking coffee."

Mikan noticed the antique chairs of dragon-patterned wood and cherry blossoms.

"You're gonna spend your day reading the business paper and the stock movement. Yudha often did the same. If I don't see it, I think Yudha is you. You guys are so similar in stature."

Mikan then looked towards the window of her room. The pastel-colored curtains with transparent double-lan were still covered. He also opened it. Shift slowly to the right and to the left.

Mikan then stood by the window and held on to the iron.

"The two of us often stand here looking at the rain when it rains, looking at the snow when it snows, looking at the sky when the sky is clear, and looking at the cherry blossoms when the cherry blossom trees in front of it blossom."

It was just a window, but for Mikan, the memories she made with Yoga near this window were very meaningful to her.

Mikan took the time to look out the window. Currently it is still spring, cherry blossoms still exist although not as much as last month.

"If I had been standing here a month ago, maybe the atmosphere would have been different."

Mikan bit her lower lip. He did not want to lament the sadness he had been feeling all along.

Remembering the figure of a Kazehaya Yoga is both beautiful and painful at the same time.

Satisfied with enjoying the cherry blossoms, Mikan then walked to his king size bed.

The bed he slept in with Yoga.

"The long bed without you. I spent the rest of my life on this bed. Yudha did not even sleep here because since childhood she had her own room. The rules of this house are very strict. Ne Yoga-san, did you also get a hard upbringing from your father?"

Mikan sat on that bed. Very comfortable, five-star hotel class. He slowly felt the bed. Fasting on every memory ever created.

He took a pillow from the bed and hugged her slowly.

"Yoga-san. Hicks.."

Missed Yoga.

Remembering Yoga.

Remembrance Yoga.

"I want to forget you. I don't want to forget you. I'm sick because of you. I'm happy because of you. I'm crying because of you. I laughed because of you. Ihate you. I love you."

Mikan's feelings on Yoga are very complicated. Between yes and no. Yes, all contractual. He wanted to, but he didn't want to, but he wanted to be stronger. Confusing? Mikan herself was not so groaning as to why she could have this kind of feeling towards Yudha's father.

"You're bad, but I love you."

Mikan put down the pillow she was holding. He wiped his tears. Then he took a picture on the table near his bed. The photo with the frame made of gold-plated brass was still preserved near the bedroom lamp.

Photo Kazehaya Yoga.

In the photo, a 5R photo, Yoga smiled in a black suit. Interior white and tie blue dongker. Slightly accent strip thin white color. A half-body photo representing how handsome his father Yudha was.

Mikan rubbed a photo of Yoga's face, she came back crying. Her tears washed over the photo. He wiped it to clean his tears from there.

"Why did you choose to be with him that night? Yes, Yoga-san... Why did you leave that night? Didn't you promise to be with you and our son? You let me down for the umpteenth time."

Mikan looked at the photo. Still with a sad view.

"If you die, why don't you take them both? If they didn't exist, things wouldn't be this complicated. Yudha lived an uneasy life because of your selfishness!"

The past hurts more.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken like this. They are a part of you. I don't deserve to talk rudely. You know, I love Alvin even when I see him, the wound in my heart is opening wide. He looks just like you. Like watching you live inside him. The power of genes is incredible."

Mikan hugged the photo very tightly. He stared hard afterwards.

"My son is too kind to this world. To Kurenai, to Alvin, and to those who scour him. My son is not the same as you. He is smarter, he is more sensitive to feelings, and clearly, he is more sincere in love. He saw only one woman and was ready to keep her to death. I'm so grateful for that."

Mikan clasped hard on the picture frame. Not wanting to slam it or break its gold-plated brass frame, just wanting to vent the emotions a little.

"Emperor Group belongs to Yudha! My son is the rightful heir to the Emperor Group throne. Just this time, I won't let them have a big head. Sorry Yoga-san, I will not obey you to be nice with them. I love Alvin, but in the business world, Alvin is the enemy. Yudha will return to Emperor Group! I'll make sure!"

Mikan then put down a rough photo of the late Yoga.

"They've all gone too far. How dare I kidnap my favorite daughter-in-law who is pregnant with my grandchildren! If they are involved, then there is no mercy for them! I'll make a grave for them myself!"

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Thanks to those who have always followed this story. Sorry can't make a short story. Hehe.