Never Gone (Health and Obsession)

Tasteless

The french.

Belen Residence.

Michele had begun to be careless to hear the other higher-ups who asked her to immediately replace the heir because there was no news of her daughter who disappeared for 4 years.

"Can't! You must immediately change the heir!" said one of the officers.

"True, after all no one might have survived such an accident, you should let go of your daughter!" connect the others.

"B'One group can't be destroyed because of this kind of problem!" a mutual greeting urged the man to change his heir.

The higher-ups do not care about the B'One group but they want to master all that is managed by the Belen family and make their children as the next heir.

"My daughter is not dead! He is still in the treatment stage!" michele said the same lie last year to appease the other leaders.

"Don't lie! Two years ago you also said the same thing but your daughter still has no news until now" denied one.

Michele frowned, he did not know if his daughter was still there or not but he did not want to give the results of his work to someone other than his descendants.

...

Ainsley arrived at his luxurious residence, Richard dropping her off right in front of the three-meter-high gate.

"Why take a breath? You don't like it 'cause I'm the one that you don't want to be with?" the man asked the circus as he looked at the girl he was about to marry in a moment to catch his breath.

Ainsley turned, "No! I'm just.." said the one who couldn't say how she felt.

Sean also returned the same day but he could not be with the girl because Richard also returned and brought his son.

"Do you want me to take you?" richard asked as he felt the girl was nervous.

"It's okay, I can be alone" he told the man.

"At 7pm I'll pick her up again" she said when the girl was out.

Ainsley nodded and the man raised the windshield.

Her legs somehow felt reluctant, she lived for 22 years as the only daughter of the wealthy family but never felt comfort or warmth.

"Yes! After this there will be no problem for Mama!" his words that take a deep breath.

He came back only to avoid problems that would later come to his adoptive mother, although Clarinda said she would take care of him, she did not want to just accept from a woman who was very good at her.

Although he could not give but at least he did not want the woman who became his adoptive mother was affected by the problem because of her.

The girl can enter without having to pass through the access of the guards because she knows the password.

"No-nona Ainsley?" said one of the guards who was surprised to see the girl.

"Is he inside? Like her many guests today?" he asked when he saw many cars parked in his luxurious residence.

He walked in, all the guards, guards, and servants in the residence who saw him became very surprised to see a ghost walking in broad daylight.

"Where is the ship?" ask one of the servants at the luxurious residence.

The waiter was still silent and was trying to distinguish reality and not with what was in front of him.

"The big gentlemen in the workspace." he replied softly while unable to take his eyes off.

Ainsley smiled, he touched the shoulder of the maid who was starting to age, "I'm not a ghost, I'm still alive." he said.

The waiter involuntarily shed his tears, although he was a nobody, he had worked long enough in the luxurious residence and even knew that the girl had grown up with all the torments of her mother.

"Miss is alive?" ask her lirih.

"Yes, now I want to meet Papah first yeah." replied with a smile.

He started walking to his father's office.

The voice that was arguing was heard from outside, the girl frowned she thought maybe the father would not like it if he disturbed her, therefore he wants to return to his room first but his ears hear his name mentioned although not clear.

"Why did they say my name?" murmured her and began to open the door of her father's study.

The deg!

All the lips that had been busy arguing were immediately silent for a moment with rounded eyes and staring as if seeing a ghost.

"Like he mentioned my name? Am I interrupting?" he asked while looking at his father.

Michele was petrified for a moment but oa immediately expelled all B'One group leaders.

Silent...

For 15 minutes the father only saw his silence sitting on the sofa of the workroom, only he and the man who became the biological father who was there.

"If you want to be angry because I messed up your job better say it directly than to keep quiet like in-"

His words stopped, he saw the expression on the face of the father who he had never seen in his life.

Expressions of relief, joy, sadness, joy and eyes that display a look of longing.

At first he thought the father wanted to scold him for disturbing the man's precious time.

He never even thought that his parents would be sad if he wasn't around, because for his parents who present themselves in the world never love him and he was tired of looking for that affection.

"It's Ainsley? You're really alive, aren't you?" michele asked who started to open her raucous voice and approached towards her daughter.

Ainsley got up from her seat and saw the man approaching her, the man's hands shook and he could see the father who was thinner than the last time he met.

Although the muscles of the man are still there but not as good as 4 years ago.

Greb!

Michele pulls her daughter's body slowly, perhaps this is the second time she hugs her single daughter.

The first when her daughter had just been born and the second when her daughter came back when her hopes were almost dashed.

His trembling hands rubbed the girl's long hair, Ainsley silently said nothing while there was a shrill voice that the father was like crying.

But his feelings?

He does not feel happy, haru, sad or happy.

His empty feeling felt nothing, like the bland feeling of the moment when all hope was gone.

He let go of the father's embrace slowly, "Why are you crying?" ask her confused.

"I'm your parent, I'm your Papa, why talk formally to me?" michele asked in a hoarse voice while staring and trying to be sure if what she saw was real.

"You are my biological father but should I consider you my parent?" ask her flatly.

I don't know why he can't feel anything but confusion.

His steps retreated backwards and began to drift away.

His bowed body saluted and gave formal greetings to the father, unlike his general son and father.

"Good afternoon? How are you doing?" ask her after lowering her head after giving a formal greeting.

Michele's chest tingled to see her, her breath seemed to be tied up to make her feel tight, her biological daughter behaved worthy of her other people who came to greet her.

Ainsley was again confused to see the father increasingly displaying sad highlights and falling tears.

It was not without reason that he gave such a formal greeting to the father, though, he just behaved how his father used to scold him and said he had no ethics if he behaved and spoke carelessly.

"Did I make a mistake?" ask her with a confused face.

"Why are you crying? I don't understand?" ask him confusedly.

Father who never even looked at him or turned to look at him when he was in desperate need of the figure of an old man is now looking at him with such a highlight.

"Father, I'm glad Ainsley's back, I'm sorry." said Michele, who stuck to her daughter.

Ainsley was silent with a face that could not give any expression, the feeling was too bland for the father, he was not expecting anything more to the man.

Not angry, not disappointed, not sad and not happy. Just an empty feeling.

"My color is back? I think you're going to be angry because I came back like this, it looks like I have to apologize for making you wait" he said, bowing back to his father for a formal apology.

"Now I'm back and I'll do my duty as your heir, so I'll be out, thanks for your time" he told his father.

Since childhood the man who became his father only emphasized the obligations as a child that he had to bear since birth but he was never given the rights of a child making him never demanding the rights which he must have.

He turned around, returning him today just to tell him he was alive.

"Ainsley! Waitaminute! You want to come back?" ask her immediately.

"Right," Ainsley replied as she looked at the father.

"Eat dinner before returning" Michele told the girl because she wanted to have more time with her daughter.

Ainsley frowned, again he was confused why the father who was super busy could have time for him.

"Are you not busy? Why are you taking me to dinner?" her question doesn't understand.

"Of course it's because you're my daughter! We could have dinner together, you used to have dinner together, right?" michele asked her daughter.

"And you said because I'm your daughter so I should be able to understand, that's what you said first."

"I don't want to wait anymore for people to not be able to keep their promises, so I'll have dinner outside" he replied in a polite tone.

He remembers always asking to have dinner with his parents, but what?

He waited all night but his parents never came, not once twice but many times.

And he was always with passion and smiles waiting for his Mom and Dad to come until his food was cold and asleep at the dinner table.

Michele gasped, she never cared about her daughter's simple request, and she realized that time with her son was precious.

"Have you met your mother?" michele asked to prevent her daughter for another reason.

His feeling was indeed tight to see his cold attitude, an attitude that did not even understand how happy he was but the girl looked bland could not feel anything.

"Mommy?" he murmured while remembering the mother.

All the words that were even more painful compared to his torment used to turn back around.

He remembered the mother who often said that she should just die so as not to interfere with the woman's life.

"No, he won't be happy to see me" she said with a faint smile.

Michele shook her head, "No! He'll be happy! You tau? He's been looking for you for 4 years! He misses you!" michele answered the girl.

Aianley smiled faintly at her hearing, she just assumed the father wanted to comfort her.

Can't the woman who cursed her life for 22 years feel sad about her death and loss?

"I'll just go back now" he said, refusing his father's invitation to meet his mother.

Michele was silent, for some reason she felt so unable to breathe seeing the cold attitude of her daughter who was like everyone else.

The hurried footsteps quickly ran.

Fanny who has never been out of her room for almost two years now seems to have all the energy in her body.

"Ainsley!" call her and directly grab the girl's body.

Ainsley flinched, the woman he once so desperately wanted her hug was now hugging her tightly.

"You're alive, right? My son is alive, right?" ask him who doesn't believe.

He saw and touched the girl's face, Aianley frowned, her once beautiful face now looks pale and thin.

"Sorry.." said Aianley unconsciously.

Fanny could not understand why the girl was apologizing, but she could feel her embrace being slowly released.

"Sorry for what? Ainsley here hugs dear Mamah.." asked Fanny faltered with her cries.

"My color is still alive, and you didn't expect this right?" his answer was immediately backtracking.

The deg!

Her chest felt on the rain of hot lances that melted hearing her daughter's utterance.

"No! Mamah wants Ainsley alive! Sorry..."

"I'm sorry Mama.." said her who immediately begged for the forgiveness of her daughter.

Aianley shook her head, she could not believe the woman's words, even her heart did not tremble at all looking at the tears of her parents.

Maybe he was too tired to expect the affection of his parents to make him can not feel anything even when the affection had come on him.

"You expect my death, you always say it first." replied Aianley with a flat face.

"No..."

"I'm sorry Mamah." replied Fanny shook her head as she continued to shed her tears.

"I'm not angry, so I beg you to stop apologizing" Ainsley told his mother.

The anger, disappointment, and pain that her mother gave her was gone, completely gone to make her no longer feel anything.

"Ainsley.." call Fanny softly looking at her daughter who is away from her.

Ainsley looked at her mother.

"Help Mom's embrace." said Fanny as she approached to hug her daughter.

Ainsley dodged, "Why now do you want to hug me?" ask her flatly.

"Mama kangen Ainsley." replied Fanny with a melt of her tears.

Aianley was silent with a face that did not display any expression, "You never gave her when I needed her most, now that my time of need for your embrace is up."

Fanny flinched, she could only cry at the words of her daughter, her hands unable to reach the little princess who was avoiding her.

The warm and bright smile of the little girl who used to always come at her now makes her sense of tightness even more.

"Sorry.." The crying that can't be stopped.

Aianley lowered her head, "I hope you can live happily" she said in greeting and then walked out.

Michele and Fanny couldn't prevent it, they had lost their parental rights to the girl.

Ainsley let out her breath softly, she could not feel anything for the grief of her parents.

The hope that he had built to get the affection of his two parents was long gone, and when he did not expect and feel anything again both his parents just realized the treatment first.

"Why can't I feel anything? My feelings are empty." his murmurs are uncomfortable but he can feel sad, happy, angry, or disappointed in both parents.