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TURN TIME

"Miss..."

The shadow of his face and voice when calling still feels so clear and real even though now the person is gone.

Eva closed her eyes as her tears melted down dripping down her hands that were clenched in her lap.

He took a deep breath and breathed it out. In the hapusnya remains of tears on the cheeks with a handkerchief that had been squeezed.

"...We don't have any relationship." Eva said in a stern tone after successfully calming down. He raised his face and turned towards his Father and Mother. "He just demanded recognition from me for the truth Dave was his true son." back he cut his own sentence, then gulped.

It was hard for him to tell stories, because it was just like affirming regret for his mistakes. But let everything be clear, his life will not be long. He was tired, he wanted to calm down without being overshadowed by the painful past.

"But as Papa taught and this family upholds." Eva raised her head slightly, her usual conceited style with a pompous look full of arrogance. "Who was he until I had to say that it's true Dave was his son ?" he said with an expression of disbelief. "Am I not the venerable Evangeline Sanjaya, it is proper that the child I bear be of honorable descent as Andreas Marthadinata ?"

Hertoni's old face grew furrowed as he looked at his daughter's reddened face holding back tears but his facial expression still showed an incredible haughtiness.

As if mocking himself, that what he taught was only about arrogance and arrogance.

"I beg you, you just have to nod if it's as I thought."

The man's face was back in shadow, making the 50-year-old woman's tears back down her cheeks that began to age.

"So you take it easy, Pah..." Eva said again. "Until he died, he did not know that Dave was a child.uhuk...uhuk.." Eva's words were stopped by a violent cough that suddenly attacked. Making the Husband-Wife Couple panic and immediately stand to help him.

Dave who just came was surprised to see the state of his mother who had coughed incessantly.

"Mom !" she screamed hysterically. As fast as lightning he ran towards his mother who was being helped by his parents.

Eva felt pain in her chest, tightness until it was difficult to breathe and pain in each breath of air to breathe.

"Eva ?!" the old man's face was frightened when Eva came back to bleed on the handkerchief she had covered into his mouth when coughing.

"Evaaa.." cried his mother as she hugged him.

Eva's forehead was already sweating with a face that was getting pale, in the face of blood stains on her handkerchief like a person who was fixated on something.

"Mom ?" Dave shakes his mother's shoulder just silently pecking.

Eva turned her head towards the child just her wayang, her face her face showing worry with teary eyes.

"...You must hate me so much, huh...?" he said with a smile and stroked the cheek of the Lelakiny boy with his one hand.

Dave did not understand, but the question could only reach the esophagus when he saw his mother had slid down, which was fortunately by his Grandfather immediately on his shoulder and in his embrace. Her mother's veil slumped, revealing her long, dark, white hair.

Making Hertoni and Erika more and more compassionate with the state of their Princess.

"God..." In his arms tightly princess mere wayangnga.

For the first time Hertoni's heart felt sliced at the sight of his fleshly blood that looked so destitute. What are they lacking ? There was nothing they could not buy.

She educates her Princess with the dignity of an honorable Sanjaya, her daughter must be the luckiest woman because she was born beautiful with a treasure that makes anyone jealous.

They were so panicked to see the state of Eva who either fainted or what, because her eyes opened slightly with a blank look but did not respond even though she had been called by her name and in her cheek pats.

Several servants and bodyguards came to help, but Dave was not allowed when a male bodyguard wanted to help move Eva.

Dave was the one who carried the thin body of his mother, while Erika had been screaming to take water, rubbing drugs and Family Doctors. In her panic, the woman in her 80s repeated her sentence.

Eva felt like she was in the air, and when she opened her eyes she came back as young as she was when she was 30.

He was surprised when he turned his head and found himself on the balcony of a multi-storey building with an amazingly beautiful night view because the starry sky and the bottom filled with city lights and vehicles milling around the night must be dark.

The night breeze blew her long black hair glistening beautifully, making her beautiful smooth face that was without wrinkles or black circumference under her eyes turned to the side.

The man who looked like Dave was there, standing next to him in the opposite direction. He was wearing a black suit and his usual white shirt, resting his back on the balcony wall. With her black hair neatly combed and want to Eva randomize her because of her anxiety with her attitude that is too over in terms of neatness.

He turned his head and smiled towards the woman who was still looking at him with teary eyes.

"You know, Ren.I always hoped we'd be found again under different circumstances. Where there was no difference between us..."

The night sky with many stars that look far more beautiful than any sparkling gem is the setting for the two people who stand leaning on the balcony in the opposite direction, but look at each other and smile.

"I'm sorry I'm selfish, I'm sorry I was late in my back..."

The night wind blew again making a black night dress that Eva wore with her back open and sleeveless fluttering. The man came forward, opened his black coat, and put it on him so as not to get cold.

Eva looked towards him, the man's face looked still the same as the last moment she remembered.

"If only I had known it would be this fast..."

Eva's tears stare at her. They stood facing each other with the hands of the man who was still tightening his black suit which he had now worn.

He smiled and for a moment his figure began to faint, making Eva's face wrinkled red with her tears that were getting torn.

And when the night wind again blew, like a grain of sand, the figure flew and disappeared.

"I LOVE YOU REENN...!!!" her crying was loud.

The greatest regret of a man is death. When it's too late, whether we're sorry, sorry or whatever, it won't change fate.

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Sorry not so Up night 🙏😭

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