The Rhyme of the Depositary
053 - SEASON 2
Alice stood tensely in the hospital hallway. Rachel's been in the operating room for two hours. Day has noon now. Towards lunch time.
Rachel's critical. The bullet Klayver fired hit the fetus. So inevitably the fetus must be locked up. Doctors did not know if the bullet had severely damaged her uterus. If the damage is severe, it is likely that her uterus will also be removed.
Alice stood weak and closed her eyes. All the plans he did missed the calculation. What he finds easy is becoming more and more complicated.
Klayver's right. Revenge is a vicious circle. It often takes a lot from an innocent person.
Rachel has been the one to endure that. He decided to stand between Alice and Maxen. They chose to accept the bad consequences of their hostility.
Alice looked at Maxen who was standing not far from her. That guy looks more fucked up now. His eyes showed a deep pain. His huge body was ready to shed at any moment. His face looked like a dying man.
After the incident, Alice made a big decision. He chose to release Maxen at this time. After all, he thought too much about Rachel. His friend needs Maxen in a critical situation. Alice had to take a step back. It is good that they have a ceasefire. For Rachel.
Klayver, who was sitting in the hospital aisle seat, looked at Alice's apprehensive state. He had tried to entertain several times, but Alice was no better.
Sometimes, there are times when it is better for a woman to be left alone. The dilemma with his mind.
A doctor came out of the operating room. Alice and Maxen walked as fast as lightning toward him. For a moment they forgot the old hostility.
"Why, Doc?" ask Maxen to worry.
"There were complications when we did the curette process. Rahim Mrs. Millian was seriously injured by gunfire. We need to have a total hysterectomy. We recommend you to sign a license to remove your wife's uterus so that her condition can be helped. If not, we are concerned that there will be more severe complications. But the risk of this step is that your wife will never be able to get pregnant again."
Alice slumped to the floor. The words of the doctor are like a very heavy judge's verdict. He sobbed bitterly, unable to imagine this consequence.
Isakan Alice sounded heartbreaking. Klayver immediately propped up Alice and steeled herself. The man held Alice in a warm embrace. Gives a tenderness that the world no longer offers.
"Do whatever saves his life, Doc. I'll take care of the administrative procedures." Maxen said firmly. He walked following a nurse into a room to complete the hospital procedures.
"Klayvers. Take me home. I'm not strong to be here" Alice's request was weak. He had almost no effort at all when he wanted to make a move. Gently, Klayver carried his wife out of the hospital. Alice's face was pale. It implies deep suffering.
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This afternoon does not feel beautiful anymore. The gush of light on the western horizon that decorated the sky looked like a terrible bloodstain. All things created by nature are like shameful banter.
Alice was lying at the end of the bed. His face was pale. His whole body shivered in coldness. Shadows flashed past each other in his memory.
Uterus Shot. His condition was critical, while his uterus had to be removed. What other suffering could Alice endure. He feels like the most brengs person in the world.
Rachel's fetus just got taken. How could he have a child if his uterus was completely removed.
As a woman, Alice knew how important a womb was. Without it, a marriage as grand as anything would feel bland.
Alice has successfully become a destroyer for her own best friend. It won't be easy for him to rise from mental trauma like this.
Klayver entered the room and stared concerned at Alice's condition. He knew the moral dilemma his wife was going through.
Revenge is a demonic path that requires a long path and great sacrifice. From the beginning, Klayver had already said vengeance required extraordinary consequences. Not everyone can tolerate the consequences.
In fact, what Klayver was afraid of happened as well. Alice was shaken inwardly at the effects of the grudges she was having. The bullet they were supposed to point at Maxen was just received by Rachel. The situation is getting more complicated with Rachel's critical condition.
Guilt must have been gnawing at Alice in a cruel way. The most severe form of social punishment is guilt. He will continue to be present and eat away at conscience for a long time until our mind is tired of itself.
Gently, Klayver grabbed his wife's still trembling body. Honestly, seeing the reaction of Alice's body like this made Klayver too depressed.
"Alright, Alice. Rachel is still alive. I just called the hospital and said your friend's condition is starting to improve." Klayver patted Alice on the shoulder, bracing.
Alice smiled slightly. The news that Klayver delivered calmed his angry heart a little. She lowered her head to her husband's chest and began to cry as she pleased.
"Am I being too mean, Klayver? Am I being too outrageous? For the sake of revenge I have broken through all the obstacles that exist," he said bitterly.
Sometimes, Alice felt that her conscience had long been held up due to circumstances. He felt lost direction and held life.
"No one is too bad. There are only people who cross the line of provisions that we have. Alice, everyone has a different set of bad grades. What you think is not necessarily a dog for me either. In this case, you are the one who has held the high standard of kindness so that what you do is considered an unforgivable sin. Take off that burden, Sweet Heart. Life will go on with many lessons we can learn. Be mature and accept all the bad consequences. That's how life sometimes goes."
Klayver stroked Alice's nape, smiling gently. He's channeling new trust. Klayver's eyes shone warmly, carrying the hope Alice had missed.
"Don't you regret knowing me, klayver?" ask Alice lirih. Klayver must have been attracted to Alice because of the kindness she had. Now, after the woman displays the dark side, is it possible that Klayver will judge her badly?
"Look at me!" Klayver held Alice's lower jaw and made her face the man.
"I know, behind this," Klayver pointed to Alice's chest, "saved with thousands of pent-up kindnesses. And I know behind this," she changed to pointing to her own chest, "kept a greater darkness." Klayver smiled bitterly.
"With that comparison, I'm still worse than you, Alice. You should've run away because you met someone like me."
Alice rubbed Klayver's jaw gently and kissed her slowly. Klayver always manages to make her feel better. His words are not patronizing. But through it Alice came to understand many things that had felt gray.
Klayver's heart blossomed hearing it. He's never had a confession this deep in his entire life. Alice was the first woman to step forward after knowing all the depravity she had.
"Sometimes, love is like that. Making some people blind to each other. All they see is his kindness. His judgment became biased." Klayver chuckled small, feeling proud of Alice's frank demeanor and hugging her even tighter.
Even in every tragedy, there will always be people who stand loyal to us. Giving unlimited hands and strength for us to borrow.
"So, you're judging me as a blind woman?" Alice protested, feeling unaccepted. Klayver responded with a small oddity. The two of them teased each other in their own ways.
"Alice," said Klayver suddenly. His face was serious again.
Alice raised one of her eyebrows, asking without a sound.
"You've been thinking about what you're going to do to Maxen in the future? No matter if you intend to kill a thousand people, I'll be standing by to help you."
For the sake of this woman, Klayver willingly gave his loyalty in total. He would no longer have an opinion as long as Alice wanted something. To her, Alice had become the most powerful qibla.
Alice closed her eyes, thinking of something. Months ago before he married Klayver, there was an important sentence that someone could say to him.
"I once met a gypsy woman who claimed to be able to tell. He told me that once I recognized my enemy, he would not forever be my enemy. He advised me to have a big apology so that my life wouldn't languish." Alice paused for a moment. He's starting to think maybe that psychic woman is right. Sorry is the key. That's the only way to break the chain of hate.
"I'm going to let Maxen go. He deserves a second chance. If I want peace, I must forgive him." Alice said steadily. Today he has witnessed for himself how the power of vengeance can destroy many good things. Alice did not want her days to be filled with such hatred. Too scary. He would only plunge into the dark abyss if it continued to carry grudges.
Klayver smiled. He looked at his wife's sensual lips and began to kiss her gently. Alice is always willing to offer new opportunities. He is a person who has a broad soul and can say sorry. It must not be easy for him. But his wife had done what Klayver thought was best.
"You're awesome. How can I not fall in love with you if you look more and more like an angel every day?" Klayver smiled gently, rubbing Alice's nape meaningfully.
Alice looked down inside. He recalled the words of the psychic. He was destined to go through four marriages. If all four fail, Alice will never see another marriage. But if he is intelligent enough, he will make the fourth heaven for him.
Could this word be the truth? If yes, then Alice should try to maintain this marriage. No matter what happens.
"What's up, Alice?" ask Klayver to worry.
"No. I just ... feel lucky to find you," said Alice honestly. They look at each other meaningfully. Klayver touched Alice's soft waist, beginning to walk down her velvety skin.
"I'm even luckier."
"I'm serious, Klayver. Don't tease me yet." Alice struck Klayver's hand, which began to crawl up from Alice's waist. Klayver let out a small laugh and began to display her serious face.
"By the way, tomorrow Mom and Dad will be visiting here. Said they had a business in Manhattan so decided to stay here for two days."
Alice could not say anything. He melingo in disbelief and opened his mouth like a fool. Who would not be shocked to hear such news.
Alice's in-laws are unique. Especially violin. Alice was not sure she could welcome them well. Many worries began to form in his head.
"Don't be shocked like that, Alice. Mom promised to be nice. Especially in front of Axel. Oh you don't know yet. My relationship with Axel has gotten better lately. Did you know yesterday we were playing online games together?"Klayver said something. Alice was shocked many times by her husband's confession.
Alice begins to shadow Klayver sitting quietly facing a mobile phone with her son next to Klayver. They play games like normal people. All that is a little bit.
"What game are you playing?" ask Alice in curiosity.
"Kill out enemies in war with unique methods. For example, Axel uses a blunt weapon or even a small size stone. But he's pretty good at attacking at a vital point."
Alice swallowed with difficulty. He should have guessed Klayver's taste. The process of approaching her husband and son actually makes Alice more worried.
"Klayver, look for a normal game. Funny rabbits, or something like that. After all, Axel was still five years old."
Five years, my God. And Klayver has introduced his son to the game of killing people. Just be right.
"alright. Tomorrow I'm going to find a game about how to finish animals with my bare hands."
Alice rolled her eyes, the more she did not understand. He punched Klayver in the shoulder and snapped, "Don't poison my son's mind with murder methods, Klayver! Just find another safer game."
"Did you want your son to play dress and house? I wouldn't mind buying her a Barbie doll if she wanted to." Klayver again teases Alice. Seeing his laughter and cheerfulness, it had made Klayver feel relieved. At the very least, the woman was not too immersed in the long pain.
"Klayver, be a normal guy in front of my son!" pinta Alice was half desperate. Klayver chuckled amusedly, getting to like Alice's easily seduced side.
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nb:
About the theory of the uterus being raised in the medical world because of the craving, it's purely my imagination huh, man. So if it goes against the existing medical theory, I apologize profusely.
Greetings to those who practice fasting 😘😘😘
