The Married With Ketos

The Married With Ketos
Still with regrets



A beautiful garden with endless space. Various flowers blooming also as fragrant and soothing as well. Samuel stepped in a confused state, his gaze spreading across the vast area. He never saw a place as beautiful as this.


"Brah!"


Samuel sculpting. This sound!! Zoey!! the woman he hurt. And also became a great regret. Samuel turned his head to the source of the voice.


"Sher.." she said, Sherly was standing far away from her, her clothes were all white and shining more than she normally would have seen.


One that Samuel had not yet realized. He immediately ran towards Sherly who was only two meters away, then scattered to hug her. "Sher.I'm sorry, sorry." There was nothing else Samuel said but to continue muttering the phrase 'sorry'


Sherly smiled sweetly and rubbed Samuel's back gently, "Stop wronging yourself Sam. I've never ordered, never blame yourself. It's all been my decision"


"Fix, this is all my fault. I am the one who hurt you. I hurt you deeply. Linga lo-select-" Sherly quickly unilaterally breaks down the embrace and puts her index finger on Samuel's lips, "Sssstt. It's not your fault Sam. The wounds you inflicted were not worth the wounds I had gotten all this time. So, that's only part of it. Stop beating yourself up. I don't like it."


Sherly laughed a little. "Since when have you been a gini crybaby? all I know is Samuel isn't weak like this." Sherly wiped away Samuel's tears that kept coming down without command. Next, scrambling Samuel's hair while constantly smiling never disappeared.


Maybe the feeling alone or not, Samuel felt Sherly was getting more beautiful many times than before. It's exactly the angel of heaven. His face looks radiant and another one, he looks-so happy. "Sher, lo-"


"Ma!!" A cute little boy's voice interrupted the two of them. Samuel was unaware, moving his gaze to the little girl standing by Sherly's side who was holding her tiny hand.


"the s-sher? he's our son?" His face was a combination of Samuel and Sherly although it was more dominant like Samuel. You could say the female version of Samuel.


"Who is ma?" The little boy who was also in plain white appearance asked Sherly.


"She, your papa."


"Papa?"


Samuel sat down before the little boy and hugged him without hesitation. "Sorry Papa.."


"I'm sorry? what's wrong, Papa?"


"Papa made you go.. Papa's a jerk, motherfucker, motherfucker, wiretap. Papa is the worst. No pantes actually you call me Papa."


The little boy patted Samuel on the back, soothing. "Papa's got nothing wrong. And Papa's origin knows? Papa is the greatest Papa for me. I'm proud to be Papa's son." Samuel's heart warmed to hear it, and his sobs grew longer and more troubled.


"Darling, let's go. We've got a little more time left."


A hug is released by the one-sided of the little boy. "Papa don't drag on in grief and regret, okay? it's not all Papa's fault. My mom and I are happy. Happy saaangaatt. So, Papa should be as happy as we are."


After saying that, Sherly took the little boy with her away from Samuel who was standing, chasing after them. "Where are you going?!! i'm coming!! I want to go with you!!"


Sherly and the little girl turned to him and shook their heads compactly, "Sam, your life is still long. Find your happiness and true love." His message before they waved to Samuel who was still running after him.


"My true love and happiness are you!! don't stay with me!! I want to go with you!!!" As powerful as he ran, Samuel could no longer reach them.


Sherly and their son turned their backs to Samuel and slowly disappeared into the white fog that enveloped them. "The sheh!! i'm coming!! don't stay with me!!"


"Sher don't stay with me.." Samuel murmured softly as his eyes began to open. He grimaced a little while holding his head that felt dizzy and throbbing.


Sherly's shadow always haunts her both in the real world and in dreams. When he sleeps, Sherly will also appear a cute little child beside him.


His eye circles are clear, his face looks tangled not to mention his messy hair like an unkempt child.


"Weak!" Gilbert Rodriguez - Father of Samuel. I don't know since when he entered, the possibility that Samuel was still asleep. Now he sat on Samuel's left side of the bed. Giving a small look to his son.


If the conditions are fine, they will be guaranteed to fight jotos again considering how tempramental Samuel. However, the situation now, really not possible to serve his Daddy.


Samuel raised two of his palms that looked helpless, and looked down, his hands seemed to tremble for no reason. Fear always gnawed at him when it had been a few days since Sherly's death. "Many have been killed in my dirty hands. Not only a thousand times have I witnessed death in front of me. Butwhy? seeing his death as sick as this.."


"Even the pain can be compared with the wound left behind Mommy." he added. Very clear from his voice if he was holding back crying.


"That means you love her."


Samuel shook his head, dodging what Gilbert was saying. "No, no way!! I won't have that unimportant feeling of being rich!!"


"But with your condition like this after he left. Are you still not aware of it?" Gilbert stood up and walked over. He sat down in front of Samuel. And patting his shoulder gave him encouragement. "I understand how you feel. Because I have also felt that I was in your position. So, I hope you won't drag on in grief."


"But how can Dad? Elard couldn't have felt a feeling called love. Elard never did that before. The only woman in Elard's heart was Mommy." Samuel stared at Gilbert, his eyes puffy.


"So Daddy asked. How do you feel when he's gone? ordinary aja? you happy? or vice-versa?"


Samuel pondered. Sherly's silhouette always flashed through her mind. He only realized that Sherly had always been with him. Trying to stay by his side even though he only made her tormented. His true smile when telling about his dreams, always ringing. He only realized, if all this time he had never been gentle. It just makes him suffer. But what's the reason?


I don't know. Anyways considering how many people Sherly had sex with, Samuel couldn't control himself. He just ignited emotions and ended up venting it on Sherly.


Weeping was heard from Samuel. He covered his face with both palms. "Where should Elard find him again? Elard misses him Dad.. What does Elard have to do to get him back..?" lamentable


Gilbert was saddened to see his son fall. Just this time he showed his fragile side like this. During his life, Gilbert knew Samuel was a powerful figure. Never showed his weak side. "He will never come back and you will never find him anywhere. But---"


Gilbert's hand moved, his index finger pressing right on Samuel's chest, "He's always here. Want him to be the last love for you or later maybe someone will replace him, which is clear to him, you are his last love."


Samuel shook his head, "Elard also wants to make him Elard Dad's last love. For that--" Samuel fidgets near a table not far from him. He took something from there and went back to Gilbert.


Samuel gave Gilbert the gun by force by grasping Gilbert's hand and leading him to put the gun on his mid-chest to coincide with his vital point. "Please kill me. Elard wants to follow Sherly. Elard's son is also waiting there..." Sluggishly.


Gilbert immediately pulled his hand strong, and threw the gun. "You're crazy!! sad, just sad! don't even think short gini rich!! where was Elard who had always been strong all this time!! the one Daddy knows, not this Elard." Gilbert shook Samuel's shoulder to resuscitate Samuel, who was visibly upset. Samuel raised his gaze. His body was here yet Gilbert could see, his eyes really looked like there was no life there anymore.


"There will be no more Elard since he left, Elard who used to go with him. Now, that's not the old Elard anymore. There's only a weak and fragile Elard.."


Gilbert pushed the son's shoulder and scooped his face rough. It seemed that he would have to place a few guards around Samuel for safekeeping if at any time Samuel would act recklessly without his knowledge.


He got up and picked up the gun he threw away. For now, he had to hide all the weapons. Be it a firearm or a sharp weapon.


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