THE LOVE OF FATE

STARTING FROM THE BEGINNING

💌 LOVE OF FATE 💌

 

🍀 HAPPY READING 🍀

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...The hardest thing about love is to start. Mainly open the heart, after clearing the old....

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A FEW DAYS LATER.

The night began to wither, city A felt silent. As usual, Alvin did not go straight to the room. He will spend the night in his study. His schedule has been quite tight since he took over as director. Tomorrow, he will be warmly welcomed more solid work schedule. And it must have exhausted him. Maybe in that way, Alvin could forget about Ele.

Ele's shadow suddenly flashed through her mind. Alvin took a quick breath. Trying to withstand all the turmoil that was in his chest. The memories are becoming clearer. For almost two months he has lived here, making his longing even more painful and stabbing to the bottom of the heart. He tried to slip and immerse his longing deeply so that it no longer appeared to the surface. His days he spent doing nothing. His heart is really broken. A piece of glass that was blown away and shattered into pieces. Her tears did not feel like they were flowing through her skin. Since then Alvin has been crying silently. Missing the woman he couldn't hold. Not wanting to long dissolve in sadness, he took a deep breath. Thinning the taste that makes it even more shackled.

Alvin stepped into his study with a bottle of whiskey to accompany him tonight. A quiet night accompanies the beauty of the nighttime atmosphere from the Smith residence. Alvin opened the balcony door in his office. The air feels cold and refreshing. The bright sky decorated with scattered stars accompanied the dashing king of the night and shone brightly spread a glittering light.

Alvin took the drink he had brought. He looked back at the trees on each side of the road, twirling his glass. Eliciting the sound of ice cubes that collide with the glass wall. His face was so calm, looking straight ahead.

"Is he asleep?" Alvin said while issuing d*sahan. Alvin decided these few days to sleep in Allura's room. It was Alvin who came in after making sure Allura was really asleep.

Luke's anger made him not wince at all. Alvin breathed heavily. He quickly took in his breath, brushing off any sense that made him unsettled.

Dddrr... Dddrr...Dddrrttt

The cell phone Alvin put on the vibrating table. He looked back and immediately picked it up. Alvin frowned as the call turned out to be a new number.

"Emmm.. Hello?" Alvin said hello when he shifted the receipt on his phone.

"Hi Alvin, how are you?" there was a voice of a man on the other end of the phone.

His eyebrows immediately swooped sharply. "Who is this?" ask Alvin coldly.

"You don't know me?"

"I don't want to play guessing. Who'sis this?" Alvin's tone of voice was full of emphasis.

The man exhaled a long breath. Alvin could hear it. "You don't know your brother? Pardon me! I just realized, it turns out you're amnesiac." Laughter is heard on the other end of the phone.

Alvin scrunched his forehead, stared for a moment at his phone, then stuck it into his ear. "Are you mocking me?"

The laughter disappeared instantly. "Sorry. I'm not mocking you. It came out spontaneously. I'm Arlo, your foster brother."

Alvin tried to remember the name. The name is not foreign. The more he found out, the more his head hurt. "I'm sorry, I don't remember you."

"It doesn't matter dude, I can take it."

Alvin breathed heavily. "How are you, Arlo?"

"Good news, about disturbing not?" Ask Arlo like a close friend. He had no intention of contacting Alvin. Especially talking like this.

"Hmm, you think?"

"Maha.." Arlo laughs awward. "I'm sorry I interrupted your break."

"It's okay." Alvin smiled again. "Why did you suddenly call me Arlo? At least you can come home."

"Uncle never told you?"

Alvin's eyebrows blend together. "What story?"

"I'm in business in London. So I can't go home, I have a lot of work to do here."

Alvin was silent while gulping down the whiskey he had in his hand. Not wanting to be caught in a quiet mood. Arlo spoke again. "Alvin, how's Allura doing?"

When Allura's name was mentioned, Alvin's face suddenly changed. "Why are you asking Allura?" Alvin asked expressionlessly.

"God..." Arlo let out a small laugh. "Are you afraid that Allura is enamored with your foster brother?" Arlo seemed to provoke a conversation that he thought was sensitive.

"Why didn't you call her directly?"

Arlo smiled grinning. "Are you not jealous. The Alvin I used to know was very possessive."

"No problem, Allura may not have slept. You can call him."

"alright. Because I got permission from you. I just called Allura. Good night, dude." said Arlo smiling meaningfully.

"Hm. Good night back, Arlo." Alvin ended the call.

Alvin took his breath, he again sipped the drink he had in his hand.

His eyes looked down from the balcony of Smith's house. Some people are still seen passing even though the clock began to climb at the figure at 23:00 pm. The sound of the window curtains fluttering in the wind. The air gets colder and pierces Alvin's body.

He sighed again, as if that way, he could drain some of the tightness in his chest into the free air, sharing it with the world. But with each breath, the tightness he felt just became more and more.

Alvin holds a necklace hanging from his neck. His misses are getting bigger. Alvin closed his eyes. His hands clenched firmly, trying to refuse to let the memories not stick out.

Aye! The soul is God's secret. No matter how much He was faithful, as long as Alvin refused, as much as He planned, wherever He was patient. It is all God's secret.

Alvin took his breath again. He performed a ritual of exhaling through his mouth trying to stabilize the feeling in his heart. Not unhappy or hate. But Alvin did not know what to be like, until the journey that was washed in the walls of time could not withstand the trembling rumble of the heart's endless worry.

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Suddenly drizzle down wetting the earth. Alvin closed the window and chose a break in his study. Tonight he just wants to dream beautiful. Dreaming about his life turning out to be very fun. I can forget his sadness. You can start a new life. It's not boring anymore and it's not just like this.

Alvin took a deep breath and stepped towards the sofa chair that was there. He leaned his back against the recline of the chair, placed his hand against his forehead and closed his eyes. A very exhausting day. He took his breath and exhaled it all at once.

"BRAAAKKKK!"

Suddenly the door opened violently. Alvin jerks. Just now that he was asleep suddenly Allura entered with his furious face.

Allura stepped closer towards Alvin. The heart continues to trigger with its tightness. "I can't stand it anymore." his red eyes held back all the flavors in his chest.

Alvin understands. He took a breath and looked at Allura who looked annoyed. Alvin changed his sitting position and locked his gaze towards Allura.

"When are you like that?"

"I want to rest Allura. Now out!" drive Alvin out.

"What?" Allura clenched his hand.he tried to be patient with Alvin's attitude.

"Didn't you hear it? I want a break." Alvin pressed his sentence.

Allura's breath rose and fell so quickly restraining the emotions. "Kill me Alvin." Shouted Allura there. His eyes glared sharply at Alvin. "I can't stand your attitude like this. You ignore me and don't care about the kid I'm carrying. You know how sick my heart is?" Allura patted his chest so strongly.

Alvin took a short breath. "Don't force me Allura. I can't."

"Do I have to wait until your memories come back, do you? But I can't take it anymore, Alvin. I'm sick of all this."

"Now what do you want?"

"Kill me."

Alvin frowned, "What do you mean?"

"I'm crazy to see this kind of silence. I'm sick of being ignored like this. This kid!" Allura pulled out the scissors she had brought out of the room, she pointed it at her stomach. Alvin was surprised. His body froze there.

"What are you doing, Allura!" Alvin's voice sounded resolute there. He got up from his seat.

Allura smiled sinisterly, her gaze locking onto Alvin. "I want to end it all." This made Allura even more courageous. His eyes are getting more challenging.

"Are you crazy?" alvin's jaw hardened as Allura pointed the scissors again towards his stomach.

"Yes, I'm crazy. It's crazy to see your attitude like this. So let me end this. I can't take it anymore...." Allura screamed and wanted to stick the scissors into her stomach.

At that time Alvin also ran and rejected Allura's hand until the scissors he was holding fell.

Allura immediately sat down and covered her face and cried. "Let me die Alvin, I can't take it anymore."

Alvin's reflex grabbed Allura's shoulders and hugged her tightly. Real tight. He only kept quiet as Allura continued to cry.

Allura. But Alvin held off Allura's thrash with all his might. Allura was screaming. "Let go of me, let me die!" his screams tried to push Alvin's body.

"I'm sorry, Allura." That's all that came out of his mouth.

"You don't love me anymore, Alvin. I can't be like this constantly. My heart hurts." Allura said blankly. He is unable to fight Alvin's body which is much larger than his. Allura just cried out there.

Alvin can't do anything. He tried to calm Allura down. "I knew. I'm sorry!"

"Please don't be like this, Alvin. Please don't ignore me like this."

"I'm sorry." That's all that can come out of his mouth. Alvin took his breath and then continued his sentence. "I tried. But you can wait, right?"

Allura nodded her head. The crying broke out there.

"Maybe you can remind me of our old memories."

Allura let go of her embrace, looking at Alvin wistfully. "Yes, I'll help you restore those memories, remind you that we once loved each other."

Alvin smiled as he took a deep breath. He pulled Allura back into his arms. He did not know what this feeling was. While Allura smiled meaningfully. He was so happy that he finally succeeded with this plan.

SERIATE.....

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