The Destiny of Love Aleesha

Chapters. 30. Aleesha's Heart Treatise

*Aleesha POV

Where am I ?

Why is it so dark ?

Why is no one here ?

The question was spinning - swirling in my mind. To me the world is empty right now. The earth I was on seemed uninhabited.

"Dad !" I screamed loudly, as I saw the straight back of a man walking behind me.

But he kept walking, without even looking at me. After a few steps, I saw a woman with a beautiful, graceful face and I, I recognized that beautiful face.

"Mother !" Shouted again.

This time they heard my screams. Mother turned her head towards me, holding her hands wide to greet me.

My feet could not stop walking. I can't wait to hold my mother's warm embrace that I've never felt.

However, only a few times I stepped foot, Dad re-embraced mother, invited her to leave me.

"Wait for Dad, Mom !" Shouted me many times.

I smiled happily, as the two looked towards me.

"Go back, son, your place is not here." That's all Dad's message.

But what does that mean, I don't understand.

"Chaca, we love you so much. Because We are so sorry to you, We will not take you away." Bright Mother.

"But why, Mom ? Why Well ?" Rebellious me.

"All of us can't explain. Go home, son, Father and Mother Aida are waiting for you." My thumb pointed far behind me.

I looked back, wanting to know the truth. And I'm sure Father and Mother Aida know the answer.

But what I seek does not exist. Father and Mother Aida were not behind me, and to whom I asked. And at the same time, my father and my mother also disappeared. I don't know which way they're going.

"Dad, Mother !" Isakku.

My chest hurts so much. I felt something shake from my body.

I faintly heard Mother Aida's crying voice. The deep cries of sadness.

"Alees."

That voice, the voice I know so well, the voice I've always longed for. However, for some reason, the voice sounded uncharacteristic.

"Mother, Mother who is patient. We both pray for Aleesha's recovery." I don't know whose voice this is. It seems so foreign to me.

"Aleesha, wake up son, wake up." Mother's cry is increasingly sounding bitter.

Not only Mother, there are many foreign voices that I hear today.

But where they are, why they cry for me. What exactly happened to me.

In the midst of misguidance, I saw a very bright light. The longer, the light gets closer to me.

A tall, sturdy, white and handsome figure seemed to come out from that dazzling light.

"Come, son, I'll show you the right path." He said while extending his hand.

Without a second thought, I followed where He would take me.

"There's an exit, where there's a lot of people waiting for you." He continued, pointing towards the golden-colored gate, which was perfectly closed.

Aleesha followed the instructions given. Slowly, He walked towards the designated gate.

It was there that I began to see one by one people who loved me, waiting for my arrival.

Hearing Mother's cry, the Doctor immediately came and finished his task.

"Mr Aleesha, Ms Aleesha can hear my voice ?" Ask the doctor to make sure. I can only answer it with one blink of an eye.

There's nothing I can do. My hands and feet felt stiff. Can't be moved at all. Even looking over or just nodding my head, I can't. However, I can still feel his touch.

"Alhamdulillah." Thank you Mother Aida. I don't know since when you were here. How bad, and what was the impact of the bullet that went through my left chest ?

Why are their panicked faces showing me.

"Fine, the family is waiting in the waiting room. Let the patient rest well." That's what the Doctor said I heard.

Evidently, they all came out, away from where I was lying. The team of doctors and nurses also came out of my ward, after making sure I was in good condition.

'She, why is she here too.'

The last person I saw walked out of this room. The man who didn't expect my presence to be a part of his life, he was among his extended family.

But somehow, I still want to sacrifice for Him. Even hate it I can't.

'Uuhhh, my tears, why are my tears suddenly flowing. And why do my hands feel so heavy to move. In fact, I can't even wipe my own tears.

I closed my eyes, hoping I could stop my tears, so that none of them knew there was clear liquid running down my cheeks.

'Don't let anyone see me cry.' My love is in my heart.

But I was wrong, all beyond my expectations. I felt a soft touch on my cheek. A touch I've never had before.

'Whose hand is this, his fingers gently wiped my tears. Is this the hand of Mother, who came back to me, to wipe my tears.' Guess in my heart.

'No, it's not your hand.'

These fingers are softer than the hands of a mother who has begun to wrinkle with age.

I want to open these eyes. Just to make sure, who is the owner of a soft heart, who is willing to wipe the tears on my cheeks.

Not only on the cheeks, the soft fingers now moved on my forehead. The boy's hair that covers my forehead.

'Who is He ?'

Curiosity demands me to open my eyelids. However, I am not capable.

"Aleesha, can you hear me ?" Whisper sounds I know very well. This time, not only did I hear her voice, but I also felt her breathing.

I slowly opened my eyes. I didn't realize, that handsome face was right in front of me.

"I'm sorry." Say it again.

I'm still quiet. Not because I'm arrogant, but I don't know what to say.

"Speak to me." Petunya again.

Not answering his statement, but I'd rather close my eyelids.

"Rest Aleesha. I hope you recover tomorrow." He said while holding my fingers gently.

If only I could take a step aside, I would have pushed it away from my side. I don't want to be treated and his attention will affect my side.

"Your hands are cold." Mumbled wailing.

I don't know what he did, I could only feel the warmth of the thick blanket that was only limited to the waist, now it had closed my entire body perfectly.

Before long, I heard her footsteps getting further away from my hearing. I slowly opened my eyes, no one was in the room.

However, I can still listen to their conversation in the waiting room. Sure enough, I'm not alone in this place.

Enjoying the deepening pain of the gunshot scar on my left chest. Just as Asbram said, I too want to recover tomorrow when the sun begins to shine.

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