Red Threads Disconnected

Special Chapter: The detached hand

It was ten o'clock at night, and I didn't feel sleepy at all. This time I felt very fresh, without any fatigue that I usually face.

I went around the room, drank chocolate milk, and listened to music, so I could fall asleep. But again the attempt failed, drowsiness has not yet come to me.

I became pensive on the bed, looking at the ceiling of my room without knowing what to do to get rid of this habit.

But do you know. When I was so pensive, I don't know why Rachel's face immediately crossed my head.

"Dec !".

Suddenly I became shocked, then I hurriedly rose to a sitting position. With my legs crossed I took a breath to calm my heartbeat.

I wondered. "What happened just now ?".

"Rahel, what happened ??". That's the question that keeps spinning in my head.

At the same time I felt that this unpleasant depression would return. Again my body began to shake, cold sweat also began to wet my body, an unstable heartbeat while pounding uncontrollably.

I gasped for breath still trying various ways to calm the depression that came. But nothing worked, my depression was completely unwilling to leave me.

At such a time I was desperate to find a way to eliminate this depression alone, fortunately at the right time mom came to my room.

"Davira ?". I looked at my mother who opened the door slowly.

I'm sure my mother must have thought that I was in a dream, so she opened the door slowly. But it turns out that instead of being in a dream, the unwanted depression of his arrival even approached me.

Mama who saw me in a bad condition of course immediately became panicked, mama ran towards me while checking my condition. With ligat mama took me a glass of warm water along with the medicine that has been mixed in the water.

"How dear, it's better". Anxious face is very clearly drawn on the face of my mother, then I was forced to nod yes when in fact I was not sure this depression was improving.

"Thank God..."

"Dafira now you sleep okay. Mama's sure that you're sleeping your situation will get better".

I obeyed my mother's words, slowly helping me to lay down on the bed, and pull the blanket over my entire body.

I finally fell asleep, not knowing if this was the effect of the drug, or indeed my body was tired.

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An hour later

"Dafira".

"Dafira, let's open your eyes". The voice I knew vaguely called out my name.

"Hmmm?, why the hell". I squirm, with my eyes open a little.

"Ouch. You're still hard to wake up". As I opened my eyes dimly, the engraving of the smile of a man I knew was so vivid in my eyes.

Until, I became fixated on not being able to say a word. My tears were dripping by themselves, I really did not expect tonight, at this hour, and at this very second, fate would bring me to Rachel in my subconscious.

"Bec...Rachel ?".

"i-this is right you ?".

"Yes of course Dafira".

"Dafira".

"Grepp !". Suddenly he caught me.

"Please don't cry, I can't see you crying anymore like now. Please don't cry anymore Dafira".

My cry broke out in the tight embrace that I longed for so much. His current warmth, the tenderness he gave me, and the scent that was still the same, were my fantasies every day of my life.

This soothing voice of Rachel once I missed, the gaze that looked at me gently was also something I missed so much.

But now it can all come back I feel after years of missing him. I know it's not real, but I really want Rachel not to let go of me and her arms.

"Not crying".

"No, hiks..don't let go of me Rachel". I was able to tighten my hands around Rachel's waist.

"Well, if you're comfortable in this situation, I'll keep hugging you".

"How are you Dafira". Rachel started the conversation first.

"bad".

"Huffff.I know, how about you tell me now".

"After that incident".

Honestly, I actually have no power to remember all the events where Rachel left me, but I want Rachel to hear my apology, I want her to hear all the outpouring of heart that I have been holding. So because it'd be safer for me if I put my face on Rachel's chest.

"My life feels so empty, there's no such thing as laughter, I'm also depressed because of your fault".

"My deores made everyone trivial, it's your fault Rachel".

"Peffp". Rachel laughed a little.

"I always blame you for leaving me alone in this cruel world. But I forgot something, that I was the cause of your death".

"Rahel, you won't know how much guilt I feel, every day and every second of my life, I've always wanted to see you in order to apologize in person".

"I've often wanted to die because of you, I almost died it was also because of you".

"Rahel.why, why must you save me, should let me be...".

"Stop Dafira". Suddenly Rachel cut my sentence.

He let go of his embrace, opened the lock of my hand that was coiled around his waist, and then Rachel's embrace changed into a deep look towards my eyes.

At that moment, I could clearly see the face of the fiance I loved so much, his clear eyes were so calm that it was always full of weight. I'm sure seeing Rachel with eternal tranquility indirectly makes me feel happy.

But still my heart still cannot accept that my fiancee is gone for ever.

"I'm wrong, it's my choice, not yours". In Rachel's sharp eyes, she spoke to me.

"You've heard everything from Rafaela right?, my family is very broken, there is no happiness in it".

"Then do what Dafira does. I'm still living in misery ??".

"I'd better watch over you from above without thinking about the weight on my shoulders for 21 years".