Looking For Murder
Who is Ren Takahashi ?

At 12pm Yana had just arrived at her house.

“The mrs are home. Want me to prepare dinner ?” Kawasaki butler Nobou greeted Yana at the door.

“No need Saki, I've eaten.”

“Then will Madam be prepared hot water for shower?”

“Bby. I'm so tired. Soaking with hot water, it feels very refreshing.”

“Good Mistress. I'll immediately ask Mei to prepare for you.”

Kawasaki asks Yana for permission to resign.

After Kawasaki died, the big and luxurious house felt so lonely. His secretary Amaya he allowed to go home as soon as Yana set foot in the house. Scanning the view throughout the room, Yana exhaled a rough breath throwing away the void that suddenly enveloped her chest cavity.

Choosing to climb the main stairs rather than the elevator, Yana arrived at the 2nd floor of her house. Walking on the floor devoted to private space for homeowners. As soon as she arrived at the door of her bedroom, Yana's hand hung as soon as she was about to touch the door handle. His gaze shifted to the room in the corner of the hallway. The room that had been no occupants for a long time, after the owners of the room decided to leave their house. Yana postponed her desire to rest immediately. He stepped towards that place.

Krieet..

The dark room greeted Yana as soon as the door of the room opened. Yana looked for a light switch that was not far from the entrance.

Ting..

The light turns on as soon as the button touches Yana. Light lamps radiate throughout the room, revealing the true state of the room. The room was still the same as before, when Yusa was a child. What changed was only a few furniture that changed as the growth of room owners grew larger. Yana walks towards Yusa's bed. Put his ass on that soft bed. Sweeping the coverbed with her right palm, Yana felt that not a single speck of dust was attached there. Indicates the housekeeper takes good care of the room. Clean up periodically, even if the occupant is somewhere. Yana laid her body on the bed. The fatigue that accumulates on his shoulders seems to be treated with the comfort presented by the best quality mattress belonging to Yusa. Yana's eyes looked up at the ceiling of the room.

It floated up a few hours ago. Benjiro's reluctant desire to part with her. Not because the man loved her wholeheartedly, but because of fear that the man would fall poor if he parted with her. The wealth they get is due to sheer luck or due to the hard work of both of them? Believe it or not, the prophecy has led them to unite. Luck for good fortune always overshadowed their lives after that. But once the world is within their grasp, has their happiness been achieved ? I don't know. Nor does Yana know what happiness is.

Laughter and laughter are rarely in their homes. It could even be said to be something rare. His love life with Benjiro was not so warm. The man only comes to him if he wants to. Did Benjiro ever love him with all his heart? I don't know. Yana forgot when the last man said the word love. Even at the end of their hot activities, Benjiro never said it. On the sidelines of the cry of pleasure, the word love never came out of the man's lips. How long have I lived a life like this? Would I be able to live in poverty if I decided to end our marriage ? Yana's heart was struck by a dilemma.

The relationship with his children can also be said to be not so close. Hikari became a same-sex lover. That was a painful surprise. Yusas... Ahh Yusai. His son is very mysterious to Yana. Perhaps because Yana is too busy with her own activities. Until he never followed the development of his two hearts. The care of many children was left to Benjiro who was assisted by the nani they hired.

Yana got up from her position. He went to Yusa's study table. Pulling the study chair and sitting on it, Yana scanned one by one the tool dwellers. Check out some of the books that are there. There are books about the culinary. Yana smiled looking at the row of cooking cookbooks. As far as Yana is concerned, her son Yusa is very interested in the culinary world and aspires to become a chef. That's what causes a great quarrel between Yusa and her father, which leads Yusa to leave the house. His views stopped at some architectural books.

“Since when was Yusa interested in the world of building design?” This made Yana in disbelief. Those books must not belong to Yusa.

His gaze moved on the desk drawer that was on the bottom left of the table. Yana pulled the little box. A notebook with the Tokyo tower appears neatly stored there. Yana's curiosity is calling out. Take that book. The first sheet of the book made Yana's forehead wrinkle. Ren Takahashi on the first page of the book.

“ Whose book is this? Why is it on my son's desk? Who's Ren Takahashi?”

Tok .. tok ..

“Mistress, hot water I have provided. You can bathe and soak in bath ups with your favorite aromatherapy, Madam."

“Alright, May. I'll be there soon.”

Yana got up from her seat, she closed the notebook and took it out of Yusa's room.

After taking a bath and soaking for an hour, Yana continued to read the notebook of the man named Ren Takahashi.

Yana's body squeezed, knowing the reality Ren revealed. Heart's sliced. Her maternal instincts felt stifled. Where has it been all this time ? Is it worth calling her by the word mother?

"Yusa, where are you right now, son?" Yana's eyes condensed. Tears dripped in his eyes.

"I'm sorry Mom. Forgive Mommy..." Yana was crying. His body and shoulders were shaking. Heart's broken.

Regrets always come too late. As a result of her absence in the development of her two children, her children became victims. Is there still time to fix everything ?

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