RESTU (For you, Aleesa)

RESTU (For you, Aleesa)
Chapter 34. Trusteeship



Grace felt guilty hearing Yansen's words. She froze, her tears just melted away. Yansen's words came from the bottom of his heart. Grace felt that.


Initially wanting to get into the nursery of her sister, Grace undoes her intentions. He turned right and left. Now, the woman who is considered selfish by everyone is sitting alone in the hospital garden. His head is deep.


"This is not the will of Brother, Sen. This is the message of Mamih."


Two years ago, Grace found a letter in her closet. Paper that has yellowed with black ink that is already irregular.


Take care of each other, Grace and Yansen. You two, don't fight let alone fight.


I just want to remind you both. Marry someone with a belief in you. Don't be like Mamih. Married with different beliefs made Mamih and Papih eventually had to separate.


There are two names that have entered the list of your prospective escorts. Jerome Stefano and Nathalie Hartanto. They were two good children with a strong religion.


Grace exhaled a rough breath. He doesn't have the truth. Let alone looking at Yansen who found true happiness with Aleesa. Friends who are able to accept all the shortcomings of Yansen.


"If Mamih were still alive, maybe I wouldn't feel burdened like this. I don't want Yansen to hate me."


Grace is also aware that she has become a selfish human being because she continues to impose her will. However, this was a request from his late mother. There was nothing she could do to make her mother happy, except in this way. Since childhood, only two lives with Yansen. Forced to mature by circumstances. Forced to be fine in deep sadness. Plus the father never showed his nose until now.


Distressed Grace, at the age of ten she already had to be a mother to her sister. This is what makes Radit not have the heart to do cruel things to Grace. He knows how psychic Grace really is.


Grace is still sitting in the hospital garden. He daydreamed lamenting the overwhelming weight of his mind. He did not disagree with Aleesa. It's just the demands of the late mother that make Grace have to be a little cruel. His brain always thought if married in different religions would end up unhappy. It happened to his family. From the age of five years left by his father and Yansen did not know how his father looked until he grew up.


Relationships are so close, they are starting to stretch. Yansen still clung hard to her feelings for Aleesa. While Grace she wants her sister to obey the wishes of the late mamih.


By late afternoon, Grace had left there. He walked into Yansen's room and clearly saw his sister.


"Sister, my cell phone."


Yansen asked Grace for her phone. He wanted to contact someone who was in a European country there.


Just this time Grace saw how devastated Yansen was. He sat on the edge of the sickle bed.


"Still sick?"


"My heart hurts more, brother." Yansen did not look at Grace at all. He just looked straight ahead. "You should give me a chance to talk to Aleesa. Not in this way" he said.


"I'm sorry Brother, Sen." Grace had already hugged Yansen's body and her sister was just frozen.


"Sister did this because it's Mamih's order."


Yansen was not surprised, she was ordinary. Someone has indeed given her.


"Sister is just afraid that if you and Aleesa come together, they will end up unhappy. Brother does not want events like Mamih and Papih to happen again. Brother doesn't want to."


The sincerity of a Big Brother can Yansen feel. He doesn't know his father, but his mother always says that his father is a good man.


"You are the only precious treasure that Brother has. Menuah with Brother because Brother has no one in this world but you."


Yansen cried loudly hearing the words from Grace. How will Grace be when she becomes a kara?


"Please, follow Mamih's orders."


"I refuse because I don't want to hurt many women, sister. If I follow along, there will be one more woman crying because of me."


"meaning?"


...***To Be Cintinue***...


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