THE LOVE OF FATE

FAMILY IS WAITING.

💌 LOVE OF FATE 💌

 

🍀 HAPPY READING 🍀

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...You will know that you are in love because in the end, reality does not always match expectations. Do I have to be prepared to experience the harsh reality?...

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FIFTEEN MINUTES BEFORE.

Amira was disturbed as the villagers ran after the neatly lined up luxury cars entering the small alley. They were cheering and cheering there. At first Amira did not bother, he thought if the people there were noisily to queue free rice. He was focused on cleaning his yard. The noise was increasingly heard in his ears.

"Well, the car's really cool."

"Is that the governor?"

"If true. What dream are we, the governor came to visit our village" said one of the people who were so enthusiastic about welcoming the car.

"Sir governor?" said one of the men walking through the crowd to the front, because he heard that in the car it was the governor.

"If that's true, governor, we're asking him to fix all the roads in our village and our lives must be prosperous" one of the middle-aged men said.

"Look around, the cars stopped."

People there looked at each other as the cars stopped in front of Ele's house.

"Huh? why did they stop in front of Ele's house?" one of the women said in surprise.

Kuping Amira felt hot when she heard the name of her best friend called. He stood up and wanted to see what was going on. If you say Curious, not really. Just want to know. Why is everyone in the storm waiting for the free rice queue and calling Ele's name too. Is Ele the committee too?

A split second, Amira's eyes widened when she saw luxury cars lined up neatly in front of Ele's house and one of the cars entered the yard.

"Who are they?" His eyes stared at the car one by one

"Geez, I have to see Ele."

Amira turned her body and ran back towards the back door of Ele's house. His heart was pounding, his breathing was out irregularly. He was sure Ele and Alvin must have made trouble during their time in town.

Amira gnawing. "Are they not cops?" He shook his head, dismissing that prejudice. "This can't be allowed. Whatever I do to protect my best friend." Amira ran fast with a panicked face.

But what happened. When the door opens. Ele and Amira were so surprised when the people were full statured wearing suits lined up neatly there and bowed respectfully to Alvin.

"Good morning sir!" Marvel gave her best smile.

"Huh?" Alvin frowned. "You know me?" alvin looked confused.

"Of course, sir, I am your personal assistant. How are you, sir?" Marvel asked again. He held his body for a few seconds, paying his respects for not seeing each other for a long time. After doing so, Marvel re-enforced his body.

"Personal assistant, what do you mean? I never had a personal assistant."

"Huh? Personal assistant?" Said Amira muttering softly. But Ele could still hear it. Ele was still confused by this situation. Is this the answer to his dream. His heart was getting unsettled.

"True sir, I am your personal assistant. I've worked with the Smith family for ten years."

Alvin's body fell silent rigidly there, a confession that was both puzzling and shocking. Some people are sturdy and neatly dressed like special guards who have been prepared come here. Alvin tried to understand with the various perceptions that arise in his mind. Alvin's gaze alternated staring at the man claiming to be his assistant and the two men standing right behind Marvel.

Marvel is smiling there. He stared at Alvin's appearance from top to toe. It is quite the opposite of the appearance of Alvin who was known to him. His current appearance was very simple, his hairstyle alone changed. Usually Alvin always unites the style of combing lines with a horizontal style and unites them with the undercut at the bottom. Alvin often styled it by combing the hair up in various styles. But this time it looks too simple and practical. Marvel can rest assured that Alvin didn't take long to figure it out.

"And his clothes?" Marvel smiled wryly when he saw Alvin using a slightly torn and hollow shirt. Of course it hurt his heart. Alvin usually changes his clothing style every day. Alvin always tried to follow the changes of the fashion trends that exist. Just hanging out at the cafe over coffee, it looks cool.

Marvel took a short breath. Before coming here, Marvel met with the doctor who handled Alvin. Her suspicions grew stronger when doctors said someone was helping Alvin's treatment. Of course it surprised him. But Marvel remained calm and listened to the doctor's explanation. Alvin suffered from amnesia and he had difficulty forming new memories. Because people with amnesia take a long time to heal, especially if the injury is severe enough and affects the large, small, and middle parts of the brain. Alvin will recover if anyone recalls some of his memories. But the reality is not like that, Alvin is trapped in this village and can not find his memory back.

Marvel let go of his daydreams as one of Smith's men whispered to him. Marvel nodded and again changed his position to firm and continued his explanation.

"Sir, I think it's time for you to return. Mr. Smith and the lady are very worried about you. They're waiting for your return, sir."

"I understand what you're feeling, sir, perhaps with the return of Smith's residence. Your memory is back."

"I never wanted that. This is my life and I'm comfortable living in this village."

Ele smiled bitterly, there was a sense of tightness that squeezed her chest and she could not hide. The feeling is getting worse. He looked at Alvin, who was on his back. Ele remained silent and did not want to comment or cut the conversation. Here he still watches.

"What about your wife, sir? Aren't you thinking about how your wife is feeling right now?" Finally the words he said perfectly, he had to do it so that Alvin would go home. His hands clenched as he realized he had dared to lie.

DEG

Hearing that, it was like a slap that stuck without pain. Alvin was frozen in place. To swallow his saliva is so hard. His tongue was weak like a snake, he fell silent as if he could not believe what he heard. "What's? Wife?" alvin said muttering. "No I don't have a wife." Alvin continued to monologue while shaking his head.

So did Ele and Amira, they were no less surprised. Ele's heart was hit hard inside her chest cavity. He tried to calm his feelings. He took a deep breath while holding his chest.

"What's? Alvin's married?" inner Ele spoke. His heart was broken instantly. How the man she loved was married. Ele tried to catch her breath that was going up and down so fast. But the feeling of tightness was still squeezing his chest. Mastering the heartless claustrophobic impulses and leaving so stifling scars.

Upon seeing Ele's reaction, Amira quickly hugged her from the side. He was also very surprised to hear all this. Amira took a deep breath. "Alvin's married?"

Marvel took a breath and continued his sentence. "Yes sir. You're married and now your wife is pregnant."

Time seems to stop. Alvin felt a gripping silence. Not because of the new story. But the last words that hurt her heart so much. Even Alvin never thought about it. The sentence so quickly slipped into his heart, making faint vibrations that darted in his heart. Alvin clutched his head which suddenly hurt.

Alvin chuckled, staring intently at the man who claimed to be his personal assistant. "You think I'd believe that. You're making up a nonsensical story." His jaw tightened firmly holding in anger.

"No sir. I'm telling the truth. Your wife is currently pregnant. You were declared missing after two weeks of your marriage." Marvel said firmly and seriously. He doesn't look like he's joking at all.

Ele's heart was getting hit hard and getting nervous. The feeling of sweating, trembling, cold heat there. He can't breathe very well at the moment. It's too stifling her chest.

"So come back, sir. Family is waiting for you."

Alvin closed his eyes, he took a deep breath that felt so stifling. "I will never leave this village. I love this woman." His hand pointed towards the silent Ele who was staring there. Ele's face was already very pale. "So don't ever try to separate us." Sizzle Alvin with sharp crossed eyes.

"But that can't be sir. You should keep coming back. Because your wife and family are waiting for you."

Ele's face stiffened even more, her legs trembling, she held the wall for her pedestal so she wouldn't fall. But Amira tightened her embrace. "You okay?" His whisper was so soft. Ele simply responded by shaking her head, her hands so cold.

Alvin's chest is getting crowded. Within seconds, he was married and had a wife. When pain cannot be relieved with anger. Alvin could only clench his hands so tightly. I feel like crying. But Alvin's holding him. He could only catch his breath while closing his eyes. It hurt so much that he could not breathe. His head almost broke. It is not able to block the pain in the chest. He would not cry in front of them. He immediately turned his body and headed straight for his room.

THE CZECH! Alvin opened the door and slightly slammed it.

BRUKK!

Alvin tried to control his feelings. He breathed his breath out. His lips even trembled, tears that had been dripping down his cheeks. The tightness inside his chest he could not describe.

"How's this? I couldn't leave Ele, I loved her so much."

While Ele leaves the living room, Amira can't stop her because Marvel is blocking her.

"They need time."

"Huh?"

"You must understand what I mean." The word Marvel was flat without looking at Amira.

Amira let out a long breath, she was nervous about this situation. How not to be nervous, Amira was near that expressionless cold man.

"Oh my God, help me!!!!!"

SERIATE.....

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