The Loss Of Yuan
Ch 16 ~ Memory Camelia.
Two girls were standing at the door of a house. One of them pressed down on the bell that was at the door. There was no sign the door would open, he pressed it down again. Not long later the door opened slowly to see the face of a sweet girl with long brown hair tied above. One word Beautiful!
" Who ? " Task the girl.
Devi and Ara just kept quiet. Before long Jen came up with a splash. Do not forget to bring the doll, this time he more often brought a rabbit doll because the panda doll is too big to carry everywhere.
" Well, you came "Jen scumbag when you got to the front.
"Who are they ? " Alya asked shortly after Jen came.
" They're your best friends, though,.. " Jen said with a smile hoping Alya still remembers her best friend. But Alya just silently stared not understanding.
" Jen, come here for a second "Ara pulled Jen's hand.
" What's up ? " Jen asked as they were already a bit away from Alya.
" Is this what you mean by introducing ? "
Jen just nodded innocently.
" He's am-- , eeee forgot the memory?"
" Yes "Jen answered innocently.
" Why ? How can ? Why not tell darinkemarin so we can get here faster?! You're this "
" I told you yesterday.... "
" Oh my God.... Such poetic words ? We don't understand Jen, how are you ? "
" Em, I'd like to introduce you guys, who knows if you're coming she'll recover a little" Jen went straight to the heart of the matter.
" No, I think like this, let's take her to see the Camelia flower or go to the park, she'll love it maybe that way she does..."
" Ara, Jen what are you doing ? " Davy shouted from the door.
" A moment we came back "Jen immediately stepped back to the door there was Devi and Alya. They entered the house first. They sat in the living room together. Alya went nowhere.
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The girl forgot.remember, maybe I can help her to survive the demon mistress.
-oOo
Alya was seen sitting in the garden chair behind her house as usual looking at the flower grove of Dahlia Pinnata. Devi and Ara came up to him sitting on the sides of Alya while looking at the Dahlia flower.
" Do you like Dahlia ? " David started the conversation.
" Yes, she is beautiful" Alya replied with a smile.
" You don't want to see white Camelia ? Usually you'll like it, "
Alya suddenly glum her head lowered while shaking weakly. Like hinting at a sentence, Don't Want!
Devi and Ara chose silence.
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Alya was lying on her big bed staring at the ceiling of the room. His eyes glare at his mother trying to remember her. Suddenly a flash of memory of the incident twisted itself like a broken cassette. Alya closed her eyes trying to twist those painful memories.
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"Mama, Brother" a little girl ran over while carrying a white flower in her right hand. Approaching the two women who were still waiting for him.
"Mama, Brother"
The girl kept running, calling out to her Mama and Sister.
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Alya held her head that felt squeezed by a heavy object, it felt as if it wanted to break. He pressed both sides of his head to ease his pain, but in vain. His head kept spinning the big thing as if it was actually squeezing the side of his head. The memories kept appearing in his head.
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"Ana, here... "
The little girl stumbled, the white flowers in her hands falling scattering to the ground. The pure white color is gone, mixed with dirt.
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" Arghh" Alya groaned as the pain in his head increased as the memories in his memory radiated. Makes his head seem to want to break.
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" Anna, you don't feel this flower is beautiful"
" It's so beautiful in color..."
" Look at the Camellia flower,... "
" Alya, Camellia's flower... "
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Alya drooped limp as she continued to hold her head, aching! that's how he feels. Occasionally a strange shadow appeared messily before him. His sight seemed to be blurry. Her legs were limp but her head just kept trying to re-record events after events to make Alya more tortured.
" arghhh, sak-kitthh" Alya groaned again because the pain in his head seemed to increase strongly pressing his head.
Jen who had just entered the room immediately jumped in shock to see the condition of Alya sitting on the floor while squeezing her own head.
" Alya why are you ? "
" sick, arghhh "Alya kept moaning. Squeezing his head until his hair looks messy because of his own actions.
Jen immediately got up throwing her doll in all directions She didn't care! He immediately went out looking for the whereabouts of Adrian, Yohan, or Mika to help him.
" Kak Yohan, Kak Mika, hahhh, Alya she was, hah huft, "Jen tried to talk while adjusting her breath that was boring.
" Why Alya, "Mika immediately got up from her seat.
" He's like in pain "
Soon Mika and Yohan run away from Jen to her sister's room to see her condition. How surprised they saw Alya's condition, they immediately approached Alya. Alyabjust looking at them with a blank look the shadow of event after event running around before him swallowed a real look from his eyes, making him tormented as the pain continued to grow.
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" You're beautiful, I'm Alya..."
" Mama, that flower is called Camelia ?"
" O pretty white Camelia, "
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Alya Pov
I heard the voices of those who were worried about me I could not see them because the shadows kept covering my eyes. I squeezed my head very strongly hoping that the pain would lessen, but it was as if in vain my head seemed to be breaking. I try to find the whereabouts of people around me, can't! Slowly my gaze began to dim, the dark was no one, I lost my consciousness.
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I opened my eyes staring around me, the room with the white walls, a needle stuck in my hand. I feel the pain in my head is still there even though it is slightly reduced. I tried to raise my hand but I couldn't. I don't want this, what happened to me ? I was silent, my sight still unclear but my hearing caught a sound of footsteps approaching. Someone touched my hand. He spoke to me.
" Hey, aren't you a strong girl ? Let's get up so I can bother you again, I know you forgot me but we're still friends "
The voice was familiar to me, as I had heard it, but I forgot all.
" You must be upbeat, don't be weak or he'll come back to snatch your happiness, what do you remember ? " The figure again said I was just silent, I wanted to talk but my tongue seemed mute, my mouth was hard to move, and the pain in my head was almost coming.
" Don't remember something forced it will torture you "
The mysterious figure took off his hand and walked away from me. I couldn't see it, but the sound of her footsteps slowly dimmed and disappeared, my vision began to darken and I lost my consciousness again.
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"Red or white camellia ? "
" I want Camelia,..."
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Slowly the shadow of the little girl and the beautiful-looking white flower disappeared there was only darkness. I feel tormented with my own thoughts.
Seriate....
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