The Darkest Dream

A Lump of Revenge

"Ah, sorry.I think this cartoon movie is quite sad. How can a cat be defeated by a little mouse." With her arrogant attitude, Lizzie wiped the corner of her eyes. Ashley stared at the flushed bead with a claustrophobic heart. I do not know how many invisible wounds, which have been incised on the tiny body in front of him.

Lizzie was the only niece she could never reach, even though her heart was very affectionate towards that woman. Lizzie was able to cover all forms of her pain perfectly.

"Say something, so that your tears don't come out in vain" Ashley said in a flat tone as usual. What a riveting attentive sentence.

"Are you guys so curious about my little story, aunt.." Lizzie's goda played both of her eyebrows in a shitty style.

"Just say, brother! I need to get back to my room immediately, or my husband can stay stiff without me by his side." Ketus Leah began to get impatient. He knew there was something big that he wanted his brother to get to them. Otherwise, his elder brother couldn't possibly use such a heroic means to make them temporarily separate from the men. Because only in that way, the men who serve love will certainly not dare to protest, for the safety of each other's future.

"Ck! why didn't you give me the maximum service before you two met me earlier." Decak Lizzie without the slightest guilt. Delikan sharp two women of different generations, like the tip of a knife that is ready to draw the mouth of Lizzie who is very good at words.

Lizzie's rarity sounds crunchy but has meaning beyond description.

"Well, like the men in our family are indeed cursed, to be a service man with an ultimate level of stupidity." Lizzie's laughter still continued, laughter full of irony that conditioned meaning.

"May you stop that silly laugh. Your laughter can never cover that cloudy, hanging from the ceiling of your eyes!" Sarkas Leah can't take it anymore. His eyes had almost spilled out tears that were as hard as he could bear since earlier.

"Say, which destiny will really take you away from our lives for as long as it is." Ashley gasped, pecking in her shock. What he has gone through. How the vision escaped his sight.

"We still have a lot of time a few months or maybe a few years ahead. As long as my daughter is around me, her meaning. Your brother's gonna be fine. So, may I have a simple request for you and your aunt?" for the first time Lizzie asked in a hopeful-sounding tone.

"If you leave your children, I can't! my kids are making me dizzy. So make sure nothing happens to you! if you want to leave your handsome husband, I might consider." Really, dealing with Ashley is really testing patience.

But no one understood the meaning of his obscene sentence, containing an unfolded attention and love. As must be the person who is delivering the phrase empathy. Ashley had always been thin, it was one way to cover her fragile heart.

"My Berea will fulfill her destiny right at the age of eighteen. There are many things my daughter will face. Including the bastard.." Lizzie's pressurized sentence sounded quivering, making the pair of eyes behind the wall heat up.

There was blood clumping in his heart, becoming a lump of vengeance that would never be forgiven. Her hands clenched strongly, implying pain that had to be paid dearly by those who had hurt her mother in the past.

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A man was staring at a small frame containing a photo of a woman, which already looked shabby and there were some parts that had been torn.

"Do you hate me that much, hmm? why go so far away just to avoid me.. Where else should I look for you sweetie..?" the face that had such firm and handsome lines held millions of regrets.

"Say good things, I'm tired of hearing sorry." a very scary sentence for the boys. But today it sounds so shrewd and looks desperate. A hopeful look was also bitterness at the same time. That was what was visible from the face of the arrogant master.

"We have found the last city that the lady stopped by. It's just that. once from there, the cop erases all traces of the madam's whereabouts as well.your daughter." His heated eyes held back the claustrophobic impulse that squeezed his conscience. It has been a dozen years, even the appearance of his daughter alone. He doesn't know it.

Ale laughed ironically, a laugh that held such deep scars. Wish? If time could be turned back, he'd only want one. Lizzie the haughty girl, she didn't ask for anything else. Even if she had to lose all her precious possessions, Lizzie would still be her choice.

Now that he could only lament his fate, his arrogant demeanor had ushered him at the height of his inevitable destruction.

"It's okay, Pedro, I know you've been trying really well." Ale was silent for a moment staring blankly at one more frame containing a 4-dimensional ultrasound photo. Looks like a tiny baby is twitching his thumb with a very adorable pose. Her smile was perfect, only the photo was all she had. I don't know which good guy intentionally sent that unexpected, nameless package to his company.

In the small photo, Lizzie's name is listed as her birth mother. It was her seed, that tiny baby was a tangible proof of her depravity in the past. But he really wanted her, he loved her even though he never met. She hopes that her daughter's heart will be able to forgive and accept herself.

"Go away, Ped. You can take a few days off until I call you back. Spend your time with your kids." Ale's word is undeniable. The man was so changed after what he experienced a dozen years ago.

Where she knows if both her parents are still alive, also the sacrifice of both her parents so that Lizzie and her mother survive the accident in the past. What a regret Ale like a sharp knife that is ready to scratch his heart fur deeper.

"I'm sorry sir, call me if you need the old man's help." Pedro resigned to leave the master in his daydream.

"Daddy would love to see you, sweet heart. You and your mother are the jewels of Daddy's heart. Be fine until Daddy finds you, and brings you back to daddy's life." The glazed Netra stared fixedly without blinking the two figures she so longed for. A figure he could only see through a portrait. But enough to treat his longing is very deep.

Two women who have occupied the highest throne in the kingdom of his heart.

Later fate will bring Ale to another reality, as well as Lizzie and Berea her daughter. Losing will be an introduction to their meeting later on. The time where Lizzie had to start her life from scratch. The life he had built was full of struggles, but was destroyed by the fate of the past.

Bern will be the best memory that fills his heart until his last breath in the world. Bern is another destiny that fills his void, Bern is a crazy man with a million ways to conquer his hard-hearted walls. Bern is the first love of his daughter, Berea. Bern was a perfect man, when he was just a worthless speck of dust.

∆Berea's story will slightly drain the cornea of the eye, life overturning the hearts of the two tough women who became the main characters in this story. Two women with billions of lives, even in exchange for the lives of their loved ones.

∆If anyone asks, how much does Lizzie love Bern. The answer is simple, Lizzie loves Bern with all her soul. Bern is a halal lover who touches her with trillions of love and affection. Love for Lizzie is an expression, but affection is a form of sincerity. Love can fade with time. But affection makes even a bastard, will understand the meaning of the word heart and firm at the same time.

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