The Perfect Happiness

The eps 217

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Still Tika POVs.

In the afternoon, Jefri immediately went home. I immediately hugged her when I saw her standing in the doorway. Very closely. I told him over the phone too. Just after Metta decided to return to the office.

“You've contacted Lisa?”

I'm nodding. Then Jefri proposes to take Nathan and Naila to his parents' house, to be left alone. During the key thing that Dana gave me and Lisa. I agreed.

Quickly, Jefri immediately lifted Naila with their bag of equipment, because previously I had prepared everything. Then I picked up Nathan who was sleeping.

In turn Jefri put the twins in his car seat and put their gear on the front under my feet. I went back to lock the door.

Along the way to the house of in-laws, I did not speak a word. My eyes just drifted out of nowhere. Nothing I think about specifically. From going to take the twins to go back to the address listed on the key label.

Lisa and Alex have been seen waiting for me and Jefri in the lobby of a number one bank in Indonesia. Yeah right, Dana gave me a save deposit box key.

“Udah long?” my reproach.

Lisa shook her head. “New aja.”

Then we went into a room that was provided after I showed Dana a key and showed her an identifier. After waiting for a while, a middle-aged man in his neat and elegant clothes walked in

“Good day. These are your identification marks. Introduce me Fahmi Andara, the leader of the save deposit box here. Sorry can I go back to see the key boy as a whole?” he said it was polite and made me stand up.

I showed him the key. Then it wasn't long before the man asked Lisa and me to follow his footsteps behind. To enter another door in the room.

He took me and Lisa into a room where there were hundreds of closet doors made of iron in various sizes. Then there was an iron table in the middle of the room.

Then he showed me one of the doors which was not too big but also not too small. Then he entered the key, opened the door and entered a code digit and asked me to open the box layer with the key I have now.

Holding Lisa's hand, I took a step forward with the key in my hand, glancing at Lisa with my heartbeat racing too strongly. Then I put the key in the hole and turned it around.

Click!

The second iron door opened slightly, making me spontaneously leap back. Mr. Fahmi as the leader of this section, helped us to pull out and take out another iron box in it and put it on the table that has been provided.

I turned to hug Lisa, as soon as I saw the size of the box. And I can't imagine what it is.

“I will wait outside.” Mr. Fahmi stepped out but I reflexively turned back and grabbed his arm.

“Sorry, can my husband come in here? I'm not ready to open this box,” I'm pasting.

For a while he looked at me and Lisa in turn, making me slowly release his arms which I held firmly. Then somehow he suddenly allowed and said that he would immediately call the two men who had accompanied us.

Lisa and I waited for a moment while hugging the sturdy box until Alex and Jefri arrived. “Excuse me, please, I'll wait in front of the door.” Again he said it, as if the sentence was mandatory for him to say.

“I can't,” I said staring at Jefri who was also looking at me. Then he stepped closer to the box on the table. With Alex.

Jefri touched the surface of the box, but as soon as he was about to open it, Lisa suddenly screeched, “Wait!!” He looked at the three of us in turn and then said, “Whatever it is, it won't change what's happened here, will it? Among all of us?”

“Anything, Lisa.” I answered firmly.

“Not. Not the two of us, but them.”

I don't know why Lisa said that line, as if she wanted to confirm something. Probably between him and Alex. As for Jefri, he was currently looking at me.

“Whatever is in it, everything is your past.” Alex began to take a stand.

“What Jefri said. Don't we make peace with your past on this one?” tease Alex who then smiled thinly.

We all looked at each other and Jefri finally slowly lifted the lid of the box. I was flabbergasted at the contents, spontaneously covering my gaping mouth with my left palm and dripping my tears again.

However, in contrast to Lisa who immediately collapsed fell to the floor without having the chance to hold her body again. His cry just exploded as he looked at some of the contents that he might recognize.

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Currently I, Jefri, Alex and Lisa have returned home with the contents of the deposit box. The four of us deliberately went home and brought all of it here, to my house and Jefri's.

Lisa was still sobbing from the moment in the room that had so many iron boxes that I helped her sit on the sofa next to this house. So that he can breathe fresh air. Then Alex came in with a cup of warm chocolate for him.

Jefri had put a bag on the table that contained all the boxes in the bank earlier. And after Lisa inhaled a few times her warm chocolate, she finally grabbed the bag opener with her trembling fingers.

There are some things that I also recognize but it seems like the other thing belongs to Lisa.

Several times I sighed softly, seeing Lisa's condition like this. Then suddenly Lisa said, “Sorry, if I have to go back to reminiscing about all this,” he said trembling without looking at it one bit.

At this moment perhaps, our hearts and feelings all felt chaotic. It is too emotional to be forced to remember the past in this way and in front of each other. I guess it's nonsense, if Jefri and Alex aren't jealous or hurt to see me or Losa crying over the past.

For to me, crying over the past is tantamount to regretting what has happened. And indirectly isn't that not good?

But all of us who are here also can't seem to lie to the heart. Because in memory, it means remembering every kindness of the person where all the ugliness will automatically be erased. Devoured by the shackling sense of regret.

And if it's like this, what should we all do?

Isn't this also called blatant cheating?

Betraying the feeling in the heart and sentences that have been said so far?

Because subconsciously, this brain works to think of others, not its own partner. Yes, this is one of the most commonly known treasonous groups. It's called 'emotional cheating'.

This is usually rarely realized thoroughly by yourself. And it could be, this becomes more fatal as a result because it cannot be detected and slowly will be a trigger for cracking in a relationship. So, how do you handle it?

All return to the stage of 'peace to yourself'.

That means we try to forgive ourselves for all the mistakes that have been made. Not looking for excuses and not looking for mistakes. Maybe it's like that. Because I'm still trying, trying to make peace with myself.

Lisa pulled a brown envelope from some other stack of envelopes there and opened it. He came back crying as he read the contents. Alex grabs the document and reads it, “Winston Property.” company stock transfer letter Alex gave the document to Jefri who was now sitting next to me.

I read it, where the full name of Lisa as the recipient of the transfer of stock. Just less Lisa's signature there. I was dumbfounded then looked at Jefri while returning to shed tears.

After that staring at Lisa who one by one took out several objects that he recognized. I even saw a bag he used to wear when I went to visit him in London first. The bag is still sturdy and also durable to this day.

Me, Jefri and of course Alex, let Lisa re-enact her past. Maybe not just for now, but forever. But maybe, this will be difficult for Alex, because forever he will live in the shadow of Lisa's past. Or maybe, Lisa chose another path to make peace with him.

I don't know, all I can do is just one, stay by his side with whatever's going to happen. Wake her up with a hug, because I also need her hug. The first person's hug that pulled me when I fell first in grief.

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