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Episode 22: Memories of Masalalu

That night, Alex returns to his room as usual, but that night Alex has so many dreams.

Dreams about his past memories.

When someone calls his name.

Alexander Smith

How many childhood memories began to emerge, such as how the two twin sisters, named Julio and Alena.

The little faces of the two of them started to slowly become clear, yet that was it.

The next dream, was a memory where he got ranked one in his class.

Afterwards, he happily told this to someone who looked older than him and had a face that was quite similar to his.

Is this his father?

'Yes, Father's Son is the best,'

This was also the first time Alex could remember the figure of the Father.

But once again he tried to find in his dream the figure of the face of the mother.

But unfortunately, the memory that appears is a memory of a dark childhood.

Where she was, waiting at home alone.

Alex that night the dream could see himself in his little figure, Is it about four years old?

'Auntie, didn't Mama come home?'

'Young Master Alex, Mama Young Master is currently busy so she can't go home just yet,'

'Then, then what about Papa?'

'Papa Young Master is currently going Outside the City,'

'But Alex misses them... Why don't they go home? Alex wants to be like Alex's friends, where he can spend time with Papa and Mama together,'

'There will also be a time when they will return home,'

Afterwards, this changed to the scene where he was still young, having dinner alone in a large room.

'Papa, haven't come home yet?'

'Soon, Young Master Papa will be home soon,'

'Then, what about Mama? Is Mama going home?'

'Young Master's mother is currently unable to return,'

Alex looked at her young self, which was currently filled with sadness.

'If, Alex becomes a good boy, will Mama be home soon?'

'Of course, Mama Tuan Muda will go home if Tuan Muda is nice,'

'Hmm, Alex understands... Alex just misses Mama so much....'

The dream then immediately turned to the view in front of a kindergarten.

Again, Alex looked at his little self, in the crowd.

Where initially, he left the class with his friends, but one by one his friends were picked up by their mother.

The little Alex, could only stare at the departure of his friends with a smiling face.

'Alex also wants to be like friends, who his mother picked up like that,'

Despite saying that, little Alex just frowned, and did not frown.

'Alex can't argue for things like this, Alex will be a good and obedient child so Mama will go home and meet Alex,'

Then, little Alex went alone to the front gate, meeting her nanny, smiling.

Alex looked at her young self, also becoming sad, inexplicably seeing her small smile that seemed full of sadness and loneliness, but could not express it.

Right after that, Alex awakens from his dream, and realizes he's.

"What's with all these memories...."

Alex, who woke up, did not know why he suddenly felt so lonely and sad.

It was as if the things in his dream were really real.

What was his past memory when he was a child?

A child sitting alone in front of a large dining table....

A child who stared at the passing of his friends with their mother...

Was he when he was a kid like that?

Before clearly, she remembered some fun and warmth things with her Family.

However, now he suddenly recalled that painful memory...

The more he thought about it made Alex become a headache, he started taking his headache medicine again.

Then after that he began to look towards the direction that the clock still shows at five.

It's actually morning...

Maybe after this he won't be able to sleep.

Should he go to morning sports?

Suddenly, after dreaming such things her feelings became uncomfortable.

Is the relationship between him and his family not so good?

Or good enough?

Who is Alexander Smith?

What was he like in the past?

Too bad even though the self also wants to remember it, but no memory appears.

Well, at least now he already has a clue to investigate his past memories.

His full name is Alexander Smith...

Because too much thought made his head hurt, Alex finally decided to get out.

However, when he arrived at the park, he saw Natasya sitting there, staring at the rising sun.

Alex stared at the figure from afar, he would usually always see the lady was full of smiles full of joy.

But at this time what he saw was the Nonanya who always looked strong, menagis.

Menagis without a sound alone there.

Alex then became aware of Miss Natasya's past.

Surely her life is quite heavy, but she is also a very strong woman.

For some reason, Alex feels somehow the two of them are a little similar.

Feeling unable to stand it, seeing the Nonanya fighting alone, Alex then came to him.

"Miss Natasha,"

But as soon as she got there, she saw Natasya begin to wipe away her tears, as if she had never cried, and then immediately said,

"Ah? Alex are you awake?"

Alex saw Natasya smiling back at him.

Looking at that smile, clearly Alex understood, if Natasya did not want to show a pitiful side of herself even in front of her.

He also did not want to ask who would make Natasya even sad.

"I suddenly woke up too early, did Miss too?"

"Yes, I also happened to wake up quite early,"

"Does Miss want to take a walk around the complex with me? Looking for fresh north is very comfortable in the morning like this, I'll accompany you,"

"Yes, I'm glad you're here,"

That morning the two began to walk around.

As they walk around, he sees Natasha start telling him about things around here, like there's a shitty dog from the house next door that will sometimes come off and scare everyone.

Or say a lot of other light things, also start making some jokes.

But when telling that story, Nonanya looks very happy, she also feels happy.

Yes, the thing he could do right now was to be beside her, so that she would never feel lonely again.

Like her current self, she had already dispelled her sadness just by staring at that cheerful face.

These things could really fill his heart.

Alex started thinking maybe they could fill each other up like this.

He hoped that, even after his memories returned, they would be able to remain like this.