Trained to love you

Chapter 35. Warmth of the Family

Afternoon Birmingham time. Hyuna already looked fresher and very radiant after bathing and changing clothes. Especially seeing the condition of the room is also neat, unlike in his apartment.

He chose to sit on the balcony of the room while looking at the fruit plantation owned by his parents are quite spacious. Although nothing can be harvested, but the beauty remains.

"Why am I just realizing now? Living in my own home is much more comfortable and safe" Hyuna monologued and took a deep breath.

"It feels like my second life, it means so much. Thank God, you picked a nice guy like Deo in the middle of my heart barely beating anymore. Although in the end, the initial detachment that was so strange in my opinion, produced a feeling that was very difficult for me to interpret with words. Until I felt trapped alone in a circle that I shouldn't have entered" he said in his heart.

All of a sudden, the notification on his tablet sounded. Hyuna immediately got up to pick it up and brought it back to sit on the balcony of the room. After being seen it turns out a letter sent by the campus in Germany, containing about the deletion of data as a student.

Can be counted almost two semesters Hyuna no confirmation of any kind to the campus. As a result, the quota that Hyuna was supposed to fill was no longer used.

Hyuna only sighed many times. His gaze stared far ahead accompanied by a gentle breeze that afternoon.

While enjoying the twilight sky in the land of his birth, suddenly a hand patted his shoulder slowly. Hyuna gasped at once in surprise.

"Mama .." said Hyuna as Nestya sat next to her.

"What are you doing? How come daydreaming, is there a song you think?" asked the middle-aged woman in a soft voice.

Hyuna took a deep breath. "Actually there are many things that Hyuna wants to convey to Mama. But, as soon as we get to dinner. It'll be after dinner, Ma."

"Yes, it's okay. Just tell Mama whenever you're ready. Although Mama is very curious, but Mama will not force you," said Nestya then stroked Hyuna's hair as a sign of affection.

"Thank you, Ma." The word suddenly came out of his mouth while staring at Nestya.

"For?"

"For everything." Hyuna hugged her mother very tightly. Same with Nestya.

In the middle of his day between mother and son, Boy who had just finished cleaning his body after coming from the office came to them.

"Oh, just hugged mama ... Papa also dong," led the man with a big smile.

The two women before him instantly released their embrace of each other.

"Father!" hyuna exclaimed as she stood up and spread out her hands. "I miss you too much Papa."

"Papa misses you so much, son. How are you doing now?"

Hyuna let go of her embrace, turning a spoiled slob in Boy's arm. "I'm good Pa. Very good, because I can meet you."

"Well, wasn't it okay before? What happened to Hyuna?" Boy who immediately wanted to know.

"Mr ... " Nestya looked at Boy while shaking her head. "We better have dinner first, yuk," he said.

"Well, come on!" Boy finally according to what his beloved wife said.

Upon arriving at the dining room, Hyuna saw a woman with a daughter about two years old just emerging from the living room.

"Sir Herya!" hyuna exclaimed speeding up her steps towards the woman who was none other than her biological sister. He remembered, because the face of the brother who resembled him.

"Yuna! My sister .. "sahut Herya then gave her son to her husband first. Because he wanted to hug the brother who had long lost news.

Boy and Nestya, as well as Richi (husband Herya) feel touched by the siblings who miss each other.

"Son, how are you?" hyuna asked while letting go of her embrace.

"Bad brother. You how? Where have you been all this time? We missed you so much. Yes, don't stay away from us. In Birmingham alone," persuaded Herya put on her sad face.

"Just say, just what?" The elder sister held both of her arms, shaking them until Hyuna's body was torn apart. Yet Hyuna only fell silent while giving a doubtful look.

Nestya quickly separated them. "Herya, yes. Hyuna arrived this morning. We better have dinner. After that we'll talk in the living room, okay?" he looked at his two children alternately.

"Alright," answered Herya a little disappointed. But it doesn't matter to him.

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After dinner, they gather in the family room. The television is left on but with a small volume so that Noi (her son Herya and Richi) can sit sweetly while watching it.

Just then, Hyuna sat on the single sofa. Her sister and parents are on the double sofa.

"Hyuna, tell us. Almost seven months you disappeared and there was no news of it anywhere and how. Then can it be here now?" ask Boy in a soft voice.

Hyuna sighed first before finally speaking up to answer her Papa's question and that was also the question of everyone in the living room.

"Early ... " Hyuna told as much detail as possible without anyone missing. He told stories according to what he heard, saw and also experienced.

Those who listened showed only the response of the face without cutting off Hyuna's speech at all. Gradual and able to tear apart their flavors.

Nestya to tears in Boy's arms when he heard what was delivered by the youngest child. So too with Herya.

"Until this moment, I'm still the wife of a man named Deo Ainsley." That was the last strand of words when Hyuna closed her story.

"Ainsley's? Is he the owner of Ainsley Group?" ask Richie to make sure.

"Really, Brother. Does Richi know him?"

"No, my brother doesn't know him. However, the company also began to grow in the country. Especially in the field of beauty. Is that right, Pah?" Boy nods in agreement to the answer from Richi, his son-in-law.

"Oh so it looks." Hyuna took another breath. "Unfortunately I don't know about it. I actually want to cancel this wedding. I want to continue my delayed college days, but ... I don't know," Hyuna said as if she had lost her destination.

"You can still study here. In this country, your name still joins us. After all this ongoing marriage is only corn-time. If you really want, we can get a friend to have the wedding equipment decided," explained Nestya who had been silent since crying, feeling sorry for her youngest child. "But ... " Suddenly he spoke but stopped immediately.

"But what is Ma?" ask Hyuna quickly.

"That's even if you don't really love him. The man is good, but if your relationship does not change and development for what is maintained," explained Nestya felt very disappointed.

"Yes already, for that let Hyuna come find out first. Now most importantly, I want to list the lectures with the faculty according to my interests." Hyuna tried to dampen the spark of anger that was implied from their gaze.

Deo is not entirely wrong. Hyuna is the same. Who can blame a feeling? If the presence alone sometimes do not know for sure when it comes and to whom to drop it.

If there is, try testing him. Falling in love with someone who does not necessarily love him either. Challenge her, the extent of the sacrifice she has made to her loved ones.

They finally exchanged glances and nodded at the same time. Hyuna's request was approved by her family. Especially Nestya, for him whatever makes the child happy and while he can, he will try to make it happen.

"Hyuna, I think, if you want to calm down while staying here. Try changing all your accounts. Who knew your husband was looking for you, right? Especially after knowing that he is not a random person," Herya proposed. The woman wanted her sister to be able to focus on college until it was over.

"Yes, I'll try to change Sis. Now there are only tablets and laptops, because as you know. I don't have a cell phone" Hyuna said and took a deep breath.

"Later Papa buy you a new phone as you want," said Boy who immediately made Hyuna flabbergasted.

"really?" hyuna was happy. Boy nodded with a smile. Everyone in the living room finally smiled, after that there were many facial expressions that they showed.

Because the night was getting late, Herya and her family finally decided to stay the night. And all the inhabitants of the house went to their rooms to rest.

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