
In the heart of London, Hyde Park. A brown girl was sitting on one of the benches made from thamrin. Hanging feet not treading the earth swayed slowly sweeping through the air. A pair of hazel pearls look at the beautiful scenery presented in front of the eyes, sometimes he lyrics a pendant necklace that resides in his hand with a heart made impatient waiting for someone to arrive.
"Ehem!" Allesya turned her neck back, figuring out who the owner of Deheman was jerking her thoughts. Mimic face astonished contact color the plain face when knowing the figure of a beautiful woman was greeting him. She is Vera, Sean's new lover.
"Waiting for someone?" ask the owner of the soft voice. Either just want to talk stale or really want to know.
Round the bench then occupies the empty side next to Allesya. He took one big bite of hot dogs while waiting for an answer from the girl who always made him feel a strange vibration in the chest when face to face.
Allesya nodded softly without taking off her eye link on Vera. "Yes," he answered. "Sister shouldn't have been at Willson's residence to accompany Aunt Sarah?" continued again. Although the existence of Vera reroute his heart wound but he as much as possible behaved normally.
After her last conversation with Sean two days ago, Allesya was no longer set foot on the luxurious floor of the Willson family mansion. It really took a lot of emotional energy that he had to prepare when saying goodbye to Henry and Sarah because they especially Henry repeatedly persuaded him to change the desire to stop working there without them knowing the reason which makes it firm in its decision.
"I ran away from there," he replied casually as if there were no burden of life as he devoured the remaining pieces of hot dogs in his hands. A very contrasting sight indeed. Seeing beautiful women who always prioritize luxury in the middle look enjoying roadside food on a city park bench is very rare.
"meaning?"
"I think I just want to give up. I tried so hard to take Sarah's heart, but she just kept looking for you. Where is allesya? Allesya why didn't he come? Tell Allesya to come now" complained Vera while imitating the words, tone of speech and face of Sarah as much as possible.
"Is he okay? Did he eat? Is the medicine taken too?" the anxiety gurats instantly roared Allesya's naturally beautiful face. For some reason, just two days without seeing Sarah, a longing has enveloped the heart. A longing that starts from a natural affection, like a daughter who loves the Mother.
"He's fine. Compared to the first time I met him, he is now much different. His attitude already resembled that of other sane humans," his cerocos with his mouth still chewing.
"Thank God."
"Come there, it'll at least be easier for me to get closer to Sarah if there's you."
Allesya let out a long sigh, striking down the sad feeling that re-emerged in the heart. "I can't."
"Why?" Vera again asked without any awkwardness that bothers her even though she had just talked to Allesya for the first time. Comfort when with the girl berlenza hazel just appeared without being invited.
"Even silence" protested Vera because Allesya did not speak or answer. It crammed back the rest of the hot dogs that stayed one bite.
"What's delicious?" it seemed that seeing how to eat Vera attracted Allesya's attention more at the moment.
"What?"
"Hot dogs."
"Heyy..! Did you mean to make fun of me for not offering you and eating it yourself?" those red lips sneered in slight offense.
Instead of answering, it was a sweet smile on his face. The gaze that implies something sweeping Vera's face that actually has some similarities with Allesya's face is in the form of nose, lips and hazel pearls.
Allesya did not even hate Vera who had obviously stolen Sean from him even without any previous intentional element. There is no bar-bar attitude annoying or magical act like he did to Sean's lovers in the past to stay away from his White Riding Prince.
"You're so beautiful, that's why Brother Sean made you his lover," Allesya said sincerely.
Although at a glance, Vera can capture clearly the look of disappointed eyes when the girl who became his current interlocutor called Sean's name. "What the fuck? Do you like my girlfriend?"
The body that was originally sitting straight was brought to a limp on a park bench. Faces that some days more moping durja made look up to the sky, throwing views and thoughts into the clouds. "Eleven years and hundreds of times this heart he broke" he confided as he squeezed the cloth in the chest, hoping that the pain in there flew away from the spring breeze.
Nyout...!
"Stop putting on a face like that. You're impressing me evil at the moment" said Vera, but her interlocutor was silent again.
"Come on, even though I'm a bad woman*ng but I'm not as bad as you think," Vera scuffled at Allesya's silence.
"Your vera is here too?"
A man's baritone voice barged into Vera's sense of hearing and so did Allesya. The two women were stunned and continued to twist their necks towards the owner of the voice in unison. At first glance they look very compact.
Spontaneous Allesya moved from a sitting position to welcome the arrival of Erick, while Vera is still loyal to the most comfortable position, which is to sit leaning back while folding both hands in front of the chest and one leg perched on the other leg overlapping.
"Uncle Erick? What are you doing here?" instead of answering, Vera asked back.
"I came because I wanted to see someone" he replied, glancing at Allesya and Vera in response to a sign of understanding.
Momentary silence. Erick looks at the faces of Allesya and Vera alternately. The two women throw glances at each other because they realize Erick's gaze seemed to examine something.
"Uncle..," said Allesya in a momentary silence.
"Yes?"
"Allesya wants to show this?" the hand that was holding a pendant necklace and was immediately received by Erick.
In fact, Allesya's goal was to meet with Erick this time, to ascertain something related to the events of 17teen years ago. He felt there was a time in common between the disappearance of Erick's best friend's son and the time in which Reymundo and Inggrid brought Allesya's baby home.
Honestly, Allesya held more hope that he was the prodigal son. Hopefully, his heart will continue to pray.
"Seanie Allesya Damirich," he read a name engraving behind a flat pendant with water droplets accented with a white diamond in the middle.
Vera nosedived both eyebrows when she heard a familiar name. Looking towards Allesya and Erick in turn, hoping to find answers from their interactions.
"This necklace.. does it belong to you?" ask Erick to Allesya.
"Yes Uncle" he answered.
Vera was immediately blocked while covering the gaping lips with her lentic fingers. The sense of immeasurably seemed to give a tremendous shock to his soul. "Is it possible..?" disbelief left Allesya a little confused and wondering about Vera's overreaction.
"We have to make sure first. Vera says you're here, come with me, too, with Allesya,"
"Where are we going?" ask Allesya who has not been able to understand the whole situation.
"Finding answers."
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