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“Hyerin-ah, wake up, dear. God, wake up.” I heard that voice calling to me
in my mind, asking me to regain my consciousness. Slowly, as the sun ray beams
on my eyes lid, I force my eyes to open as his figure gently become real in
front of me. “Finally, are you okay? You are sweating badly,” He scolded,
trying to hide his worried tone from me. Yes, it’s definitely him; Oh Sehun.
It’s been more than two years now ever since he died and now, I managed to get
over him with the help of Sehun. Even sometimes, when I grew too tired and
overslept, I dream of him again. Reminiscence backs the last piece of memories
where I call him my dear superhero. He saves me that night, giving me a slight
chance to grab my dreams and leave me alone with his letter.
But I’m glad, every time I wake up from those painful dreams, I see him. Oh
Sehun, my dearly husband. He was the stranger that passes by that time when
Kris got into the accident and he also the one who brought the man who I loved
to the hospital and brought me a shine of guarantee happiness for the rest of
my life. He said, it was a miracle but for me, this fate where pure love meets
and shared. That’s why god give Kris the last chance to change his life with
mine and I’m sure he was happy up there beside the God’s side, guarding me in
silent.
“You were having that dream again, huh?” Sehun whisper, as his warm hand
gently wipes my tears away. I shook my head, “Nah, just a nightmare.” I smile
and clings my arms around his bare neck and lend closer to kiss him.
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His letter;
The sound of rain pouring down the earth were likes my music to the ears.
Ever since he dead, I learn on how to appreciate every sound of the nature
because it’s brings me closer to him like I could sense his presence in the
nature around me. It’s was hard at first when I terribly through-in the
critical state where I couldn’t accept the fact that he was not longer here and
Sehun was there. He was there to grab hold of me when I need someone to grab me
back to reality.
I wrap the towel around my wet hairs and went inside my work room. Sehun
wasn’t at home now since he has to attend some meeting with the uppers today.
At first, he still insisting to cancel the meeting when he saw me having that
dreams again and worried if I will feel very lonely if his gone to work but
after a few talking session, pouring him some brilliant excuses, he agreed with
one condition; if he calls, answer.
I smiled at his cheesiness as my hands pull out my old boxes where I kept
all the memories inside it. -Including his last letter that I got after his
funeral. I slowly fold off the crinkle paper and stare at it and start to read
every alphabet inside it. The letter was warm to me like I can thinks of his
fingers write around this paper.
To my dearest bride, Hyerin-ah,
today, is the sixth day of miracle
where I got you back in my grip and within that days, I’ve been spending a lot
of time, building back memories of us for you to remember, because you can’t
remember your past life. Its may sound cliché or deva’ju to you when I
keep predicting things that no one could ever guess like that day. You remember
right? When I brought an umbrella when’s its obviously bright sunny day to take
a walk when it’s suddenly turn sunless and it did rain. It’ happen once
during the past where we still together, dear.
Tomorrow, as much as I wanted to prevent
it from coming, is the day where you died in an accident and also that precious
piano competition of yours. I tried my best to save you even we fight tonight,
but please, Hyerin-ah, please acknowledge it that I don’t want that horrible
time of losing you happen twice where I need to accept that you are no longer here,
breathing the same air as me. I don’t want the piano that bond us together,
break us apart and if I could, I’ll lay down my life for you.
Hyerin, if fate writes me todie saving
you, please, I beg you with all of my heart, please doesn’t cry.
I have experienced someone that I love;
someone that I wish to live with died. I know, it’s so severe and I know you so
much well, Hyerin. I know that you are a type of person that shed those
precious tears if something bad happen over someone that you love. You such a
crybaby and when that time happen, you always have my shoulder to lend. So,
when if fate destined me to die, please don’t cry . You won’t have anyone to
cry along with you as I alays did before . Although if it will be hard for you
to forget me in instant, it would be hurt to tried, I don’t want your whole
life after this were surround by our memories. Every step you take is a step to
forget me. Even if drops of your tears drop, wipe them away because they are
many things for you to laugh. Don’t be sad just because I’m dead. Be proud of
having me as your fiancé who really loves you until the end.
Do you still remember when we were still
love birds? Oh, how I couldn’t never erase that things from my mind. I feel
like a troll who was too lucky when the beautiful princess accept him to be her
partner. Remember? I was the playboy, the jerk, the heart breaker and so on. I
was the bad one who always broke our promises and never stay still with it but
on our reception day, you made me realize as I promise you and cross my heart
in front of the guests for you that you may not be my first love like the Romeo
and Juliet love story who went from beginning to the end, but you will always,
forever stay as my love until the end of my breath and you replied to me that
you will live happily everafter f I did fulfill that promise.So if I did
fulfill my promise you must fulfill yours too .
Love and kiss, Kris, your fiancé.
It’s was deep from the words beautiful. How it’s manage to made me cried
every time the words and sylables been read. I fold up the letter back to its
size where I can see a few crease on the letter where I should ask myself, what
did I do to that poor thing but it can wait up. Kris, the name where it I burry
it deep inside my heart will always stay to live on this life as I promised him.
Thanks to him , I am now a sucessful and
well-known pianist. As I’m grateful to Kris , I’m also grateful to Sehun
. He was the one who occupied Kris’s abandoned room in my heart . Although it
can’t be fully fill but still I’m grateful as my heart are not perforated .
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