When Married?
The KM Part 115
An hour passed. Literature and the investigators just finished their meeting, then rushed back and when he opened the door of the treatment room he was shocked to see Bunga was crying sobbing. Literature burst in and sat on the edge of the bed, cupping both sides of the Flower's face.
"Darling, what's wrong?" ask Literature. His face was extremely anxious.
"Have you always carried it?" Flowers show the photo of the USG.
"This photo?" Literature's gaze was filled with affection upon seeing the photo then she nodded.
"Yes, I always take her everywhere, she's my guardian little angel, my encouragement. I even copied some of these pictures, I printed them and I put them in my room and also the desk in my office. I'm sorry, I used to throw this photo when you gave it to me, I hope my son will forgive me for wasting it" she said with a bitter smile.
"You love her? same as me?" tanya Bunga returned with trembling lips.
"Of course, I love her so much, even though I realized it when it was too late," replied Sastra and her eyes began to glaze over.
"I was very angry and disappointed in you. I was devastated when you said you didn't want it, and because it made me a coward who chose to end my life. However, in the end it was my baby who left me alive, to be honest my actions that always haunt me all this time, the torch of the torch." The tears of the flowers flowed with a rush.
Literature gently rubbed the cheeks of the Flower that had wet it. "The past two years I have deeply regretted my words to you at that time. I apologize with all my soul. I know maybe even my whole life I won't deserve your forgiveness because my attitude that time has hurt you so much and made you suffer all this time, I'm sorry baby." Literature bowed and tried to hold back her tears.
"Doctor Nadine told me everything, including about your teenage years. I also apologize for taking the decision to run away from you and not face it. Which ultimately made us all suffer all this time."
Literature felt her heart and soul as being instantly freed from the chains of shackles that bound her mercilessly strong as her ears heard the words of forgiveness hurtling from the mouth of Flowers. The words he had long awaited, sounded like melodic verses that flowed beautifully, making the cold and dry heart warm and bloom again.
Literature touched the hand of the Flower cupping her cheek. "Thank you, thank you, for forgiving this sinful man." Finally his tears fell as well unstoppable.
"And you don't have to apologize to me because you don't have anything wrong, I'm the one who's the most guilty here" Literature said despite having her throat stuck.
Flowers wipe the tears of Literature, kiss the eyes of the man and then hold him tightly, Literature also returned the embrace with no less tight. They both cried together.
Now, they let all the regrets, pain and disappointment flow away washed away by the millions of tears that poured from the source of their tears. Take the wisdom of the bitter events of the past and hope that all this will be a new beginning to be able to restart their love story properly.
"I love you sweetheart, I love you more than anything," sighed Paraguayan literature still in a position to hug each other, he drowned his face in the recess of the Flower's neck.
"I love you too, I always love you." The flower answered on the sidelines.