MELODY OF LOVE: Arrived Marriage

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Time Skips...

"Are you okay, Melody-san?" Ask Nakamura. Although he has no relationship with Melody, but Melody is the daughter-in-law of Yoga who incidentally is his late best friend. Seeing Melody who had picked her up at the motel was silent, making her very worried. The feeling of wanting to protect the style of the police and parents he can not hide.

This pregnant young woman was so weak from being hit after parting with her husband. Nakamura said it was a sad story. He is not a snob, but his humanity assesses that the current Melody is very pitying, making people who see him want to extend a hand.

Just met, but split up again. She was pregnant and left alone. Such is what Nakamura can conclude from the figure of Melody.

"..." - ".There was no response from Melody. Ever since he wiped away the tears of grief from Yudha, he did not want to waste his voice.

Not unwilling to speak, it was just that, it became no longer interesting when he realized a fact that Yudha was no longer beside him. That Yudha would not respond to his chatter again for an indefinite time when it would end. Yudha did not carry a cell phone which made her only able to wait in painful uncertainty for a few seconds.

"Miss Melody, you want to eat something? It's time for breakfast. If you want something, tell me! I'll find it for you." Ask Nakamura. He felt entrusted by Yudha to pick up and ensure the safety of Melody, then he will take responsibility and swear on his profession as a police officer and human who has a high empathy and humanity.

"Nakamura-san has been very kind to pick me up at this time. I shouldn't be like this, I should be able to appreciate what he's done for me. It's not an easy thing to do. Getting me also has to risk his life. I have to open my voice even though my lips are not talking! I cannot be selfish because I am deeply saddened by Yudha's passing. I made a promise to myself, right? I will rise from my downfall and become a stronger person. It's sad, but I have to treat my grief by not being drawn out by the pain that drowns me." Inner Melody.

He turned towards Nakmura who was focusing on his wheel. The man who is more suitable to be a father or uncle looks very warm with a soft facial line. Melody knew Nakamura was a good person.

"Before you picked me up, Yudha had already bought me food. I am still very full. If you're hungry, then I don't mind waiting for you to have breakfast first." Said Melody who finally wanted to open her voice.

"It's time for breakfast. I could have missed it this morning. I think we better get to the hospital because we've already left the border and entered Tokyo. Do you agree with my idea, Miss Melody?" Nakamura.

"Yes. I agree with your idea, Nakamura-san. Sorry to bother you so much, I'd like to see my parents soon. There are many things I want to discuss with them." Melody.

"Alright, since you want and don't mind this, then we should head to the hospital immediately. It was the best decision to guarantee Ansa's safety at the moment." Nakamura Smile.

"Do you think I'll still be targeted by the bad guys?" Ask Melody.

"Verily Yudha-sama does not allow you to know more about what is happening right now. However, in my opinion, you better know it. The point is, the possibility is always there. In fact, the one who wanted the destruction of the Kazehaya family was not just one person. The motive for such tripe is common, but it also seems to be not only for the destruction of the Kazehaya family, but also personal attacks. Like having you or a specific purpose." Nakamura.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, Nakamura-san. Sorry, I'm too stupid to understand a conversation like this." Melody was confused.

"Like your brother-in-law who wants you or parties who purely want to pursue the dominance of Emperor Group." Nakamura.

"I know Alvin loves me and wants me. But did he wait to come this far just because of me? If he really intended to do it, he should have done it a long time ago, right? I still remember well if Alvin's change was seen when the first grandfather accident with Aron-san. That's a three-month route, not until five months ago. Alvin must have had another reason. Yeah, he must have had another reason. I know Alvin very well, it's impossible for him to turn out to be so foreign like this. Although I knew that there were many painful things I had done to her, but she couldn't possibly be like this, becoming very foreign from being swallowed up by her own selfishness... The way he loves me is not to have me completely. That's the pattern he showed since we broke up in High School. Alvin is not a man who imposes his will, what else in love affairs. Oh, my God, can't she turn this drastic?" Inner Melody Ketar-ketir.

"As a police officer who's been in the criminal department, I can easily put my suspicions on people, even those closest to me. I'm just asking you to be aware of not only strangers, but also the people closest to you. You should know, even if you have eaten at the same table, they can even become monsters like you never imagined. By being vigilant, you can take a step to protect yourself before someone else comes to your rescue." Nakamura.

"I will remember it, Nakamura-san. I will be much more vigilant in responding to everything that happens in the circle of my life. Thanks for the advice." Melody.

"Together." Nakamura. At the front intersection, he took a right and saw a sign that read Kazehaya International Hospital 5 Km.

We will soon arrive at Kazehaya International hospital as they were. Five more kilos. Still safe, still without interference from any party. Likely, those people were still focused on Yudha.

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Melody has arrived in Tokyo. He was taken Nakamura to the hospital safely without any injuries. Her mother and mother-in-law welcomed her with tears.

Tears have two meanings. Happy because Melody finally returned after being kidnapped and tears of sadness because Yudha did not come with Melody even though Yudha herself picked up Melody.

Tsuchiya hugged Melody very tightly. This mere child of his puppet was his most beautiful treasure, the most precious treasure in his life.

"My dear son, Melody, are you back, son? Kqu's fine, right? No one was hurt, right? Oh my God, thank you for making my son come back." Tangis Tsuchiya's.

Mikan also hugged Melody instead, her daughter-in-law has not returned for a long time. He was worried not to play considering Melody was kidnapped in a state of pregnancy. He must also keep pace with his son, Yudha, who was upset when Melody was kidnapped.

"Nakamura-san, arigatou gozaimasu. Thank you so much for bringing my daughter-in-law here safely." Mikan. He bowed several times to show how grateful he felt to Nakamura who had helped 'save' his beloved daughter-in-law.

"Together, Mikan-san. Although this is only my assumption, but Miss Melody is my best friend's daughter-in-law as well, you already know that." Nakamura.

"You started with that super polite language, Mikan. I'm just balancing it." Nakamura.

Their familiarity made Melody and Tsuchiya look on with questionable gazes. Indeed, from their words if they already know each other, but Melody and Tsuchiya only know if Mikan turns out to have close friends, and it is a man.

"Nah Mel, this is Nakamura-san, he's a close friend of your late father-in-law." Said Mikan trying to introduce Melody to Nakamura.

"We're thick, Mikan. This son-in-law of yours when he had a craving used to borrow a Tokyo police patrol car to drive around town." Nakamura.

Mikan's shocked. There are stories like this too? He missed that moment apparently. All he knew was that Melody had turned into a tomato maniac, but Yudha was nauseated by the tomato.

"Is that true, Mel? Around Tokyo in a police patrol car?" Ask Mikan for affirmation.

Melody grimaces. "L-yes, Mother.." He was afraid of being scolded because what he did was completely absurd and could certainly damage the image of the highly esteemed Kazehaya family.

"Mel, did you really get in a police patrol car? Around town?" Tsuchiya.

"Yes, Mommy. By turning on the siren too..." Melody.

Although this is unusual or unusual, but two adult women who have previously experienced the early pregnancy phase try to understand. The desire of pregnant women is unnatural likes, strange likes. But it is sweet, it can be a wonderful memory in the future when there is a new generation asking about the past.

The four of them spoke lightly. Finally, Tsuchiya escorted Melody to check her content for fear if anything happened to Melody's content considering that Melody during her kidnapping could not check her content at all.

Alvin checked his condition medically, but Melody needed an ultrasound to make sure everything was calm.

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Waiting for Melody to be examined, Mikan and Nakamura sat in front of Melody's examination room.

The two of them sat in a waiting chair typical of the hospital.

Given Melody checked with Family VVIP status, then the check room was only for the family, there would be no other hospital visitors who set foot in the area.

"So Yudha is likely to have been caught by them?" Ask Mikan.

"Yes. As Yudha predicted. They're arresting Yudha." Answer Nakamura.

Mikan's body trembled. He pressed his hand. "W-why won't my son survive?" Ask Mikan in fear.

"The worst possibility is there. I'm sorry..." Nakamura regretted agreeing with Mikan's words. In fact, the possibility of Yudha being caught must exist. As far as he knows, their efforts to investigate Yudha have been very often they do, but always fail. If they have repeatedly failed, they should have learned a lot from it by now. This time, they would definitely not let all the failures that once came back be repeated.

Can't it be that Yudha will always be as lucky as she has been? No matter what God tells Yudha, there will surely be times when Yudha is required to fight harder when God puts her in a difficult position.

Mikan wanted to cry, but she held him back as much as possible. "If Yudha already knew this would happen to her, why is that reckless brat still reckless?" Ask. He was simply inexhaustible with the decision made by Yudha.

Nakamura turned his head towards Mikan who was sitting next to him. The old friend and wife of his late friend was just a mother who was so worried about the state of the son alone puppet. It's normal, it's natural, and it's human. He can understand it.

"You should be proud of your son! Look at him, he hail the innocent man who fought for his love for his woman! Isn't he so great? She loves Melody so much and only sees Melody as the only love of her life." Nakamura.

"Just see Melody as the only love of Yudha's life huh? Hmm, is this a satire for Yudha's father too?" Mikan looked far into the second. A white wall of space where Melody was treated. The view that he thought was not at all beautiful. He knows it. However, that matching color washed it away. He recalled the past, a handsome face similar to Yudha flashed through his mind.

"Judha is Yudha. Yoga is Yoga. Although they are father and son, but the nature will not necessarily decrease. Yoga is my friend, but Yudha is better at treating women. I could see how Yudha looked in the eyes when she looked at Melody. It was a highlight of sincere and pure love. Look at the eyes that don't want the woman to get hurt... Unlike Yoga, a fool can only hurt a woman who loves him." Nakamura.

"As a friend, you should have defended her, Nakamura! Yoga is a person who believes in you. But you're saying it like this?" Mikan just wanted to say that. He didn't mean anything. However, she knew how close Nakamura was to her late husband.

"I'm just talking about facts. You should have agreed to me, right? Yoga has wasted you. He's already wasted your sincere love." Nakamura knows the life story of Yoga. He also knows how complicated his relationships and romance stories are from Yoga.

"really. He was wasting me and my love. I don't want to talk about this because it's like opening up a story of the past that doesn't deserve to be remembered. But what can I do, can't I be angry at someone who has died? It's no use." It's a fact. There is no point in remembering the past that has passed long enough.