The way I love you
127 Fragrance Oil Scent
Fio got into the car feeling sad.
While Vean ....
"Dhea leave something behind?"
Without waiting for an answer, Vean entered Dhea's room. He saw the box given by Fio, which contained clothes, shoes, bags and jewelry for Dhea to wear at the engagement today.
But it doesn't matter to Vean.
To the man's attention, Dhea left behind what she was wearing yesterday.
Bags, shoes, clothes.
Vean knew, Dhea must have spent a lot of money to buy all this. He must have put aside his savings.
Baby, why are you leaving? You didn't even say anything to me.
There is no parting word, even if it is only a word on a piece of paper.
Vean then opened the contents of Dhea's closet, which turned out to be contained.
All about her, being abandoned by Dhea just like that.
Do you really want to forget me?
Vean was crying in the room. He hugged Dhea's shirt, which still smelled the fragrance of the girl's perfume.
Baby, Baby ....
Wh why? Wh why?
The man patted his chest. He's not in that room. The room that for six years was occupied by Dhea. Hugged Dhea's pillow, as if it was her heart's lover.
Vean inhaled the scent on Dhea's clothes deeply. The smell she misses every day. The fragrance that was in the love letter given by Dhea when MOS Junior High was, because Dhea sprayed the perfume onto her letter. Love letter that Vana still keeps to this day.
Mom was silent at the door. He rubbed the wet end of his eyes.
Vean wanted to linger here, but he remembered there was Fio waiting for him out there.
Vean tidied up Dhea's stuff. He took out some money.
"Please empty this room. Don't rent this room. Dhea will definitely be back." Vean gave the money to the boarding house.
"You don't have to give money. This room is for Dhea."
"Please take it, ma'am. Don't refuse. Please keep Dhea's things, I'll take them."
Vean glanced at Dhea's room again, before finally leaving with a heavy feeling.
"Let's go to the airport" Fio asked.
Vean looked at the sky. It's been a few hours, is the girl still at the airport? Even if they were still around, maybe when they arrived later, he was already gone.
In his heart, he was crying.
I know, my pain is nothing compared to your pain, Dhea.
Vean gripped tightly at the steering wheel of the car. Dhea's face was always in her mind. She should have been aware of all this since Dhea asked her to date.
If it wasn't for her sick mother, Vean would have left. It doesn't matter if he gets kicked out of the house.
America's? No problem, I'll be there.
Fio cried, and just kept talking, making Vean's head even more sick. He hasn't slept all night.
But it doesn't matter to him. All he had in mind right now was Dhea. His eyes continued to stare at the sky, ascertaining whether there were any planes flying above him. Think if it was Dhea.
Vean felt his heart throb, a bit of an ache. The feeling is getting worse.
God, please take care of him. Don't let anything bad happen to her.
Vean looked at the sky. See a cloud without a passing plane.
Don't let him go, God. Please ....
"Relta ...."
"Can you shut up, Fio?" snapped Vean.
Vean's eyes remained focused upward, not paying attention to what was in front of him.
Brucks
"Belg ...."
Vean coughed, blood flowing from his mouth and nose. His eyes dimmed.
It was like seeing Dhea in front of him.
Crying ....
"Dhea .. forgive me."
"Relta ...." It was always Dhea's name that he called, until the eyes were closed.
Maybe this is better. If we can't be together, I'd better just leave, because you've left me ...
