Luccane
Chapter 57: The Curtain of Truth

"I didn't expect that you would find me so soon, Mevrouw Vishabea. You are indeed very great," a voice flowed through the air, making me wonderfully shocked.

I know that voice, I really know that voice and know who the owner of that voice is!

Oh, am I dreaming?!

My body stiffened, my tongue was helpless to speak.

Andri seemed confused by what happened could only look at me questioningly.

Along with the shock and confusion that enveloped Andri, I heard the sound of slow footsteps but stepped steadily towards us.

"I really didn't expect that we would meet here" said the voice again, along with the sound of her footsteps being so calm.

Shit, I've never felt this raging feeling in my entire life!

I slowly turned my gaze toward the source of the sound, trying to find out more clearly who the voice was.

My eyes were wide open, not believing what I had just seen. My breath was blocked as if it was stuck just inside my lungs without being able to get out through my respiratory cavity.

How not? Now I see the figure of Vin who is standing with the help of an antique stick with a face that he made so friendly complete with a smile.

His green-eyed bead of course instantly made me realize who I was talking to right now, a pair of green neutras that are so rare it certainly hastily dribbled my memory to remember the figure of Vin who had come to me in the form of a ghost.

"You... Still alive?!" I asked who was so surprised to see the man who looked old behaved as if he knew me so well.

"Who said I was dead? That's very funny" said Vin, who now all his hair is white because it is consumed by age.

I did not expect the theory that Andri said so far is not a figment.

It's all so astounding that my brain doesn't think what to do after this.

"Ricky van Mottman, the man who owned the house you rented was my first granddaughter and granddaughter of your beloved, Mevrouw. Hows it? Isn't that surprising?" Vin said casually, taking a relaxed sitting position on a sofa not far from where we were sitting.

"No! You must be lying!"

Vin shook his head. "it's a shame that I said it was true.I managed to survive after Luccane and both my parents died, shortly after I married a Swiss woman who worked as a nurse here after the war."

My knees were weak, unable to support my weight because they were too shaken to hear this shocking reality.

Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, my brain immediately felt empty.

There's not much I can do but cry, the fact that this slapped me is so painful.

So, the ghost figure I've always loved is Luccane van Mottman?!

God, what is this harsh reality?

If it's true Vin and Luccane are indeed from the Van Mottman family that is very influential, it means they still have direct kinship with My Mama and Andri's mother.

When my head felt very heavy and dizzy, I was unable to accept all of this reality.

My cries flowed, but Vin remained seated on the sofa quietly.

Although Andri's face implies that he is also confused and does not expect that Vin and Luccane are still fairly close relatives of us, he hurriedly approached me and grabbed my body to leave the hotel room immediately.

Right after that, Andri who was holding me in a frenzied pace realized that I had lost my consciousness slowly.

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The light that greeted both of my eyelids made me feel uncomfortable.

Although it felt heavy and painful, slowly I could see Andri who was looking at me with anxious hope while sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Visha, are you okay?" andri asked worriedly for a moment after I opened my eyes slowly.

I shook my head weakly, unable to understand what had really happened to me.

I can only hope that everything is just a dream, everything is too bitter to be called reality especially I am the one who has to swallow the bitter reality round and round.

It's only natural that Luccane has always been reluctant to tell me what his full name is, it turns out, this is the reality that exists.

This bitter reality that keeps hitting me breaks my charcoal.

I love the figure I should call grandfather because he is the cousin of my own grandfather.

Yes, my real grandfather who is the father of Mama and Andri's mother.

A reality so bitter and astounding that I cannot take for granted.

I circulated my gaze to pay attention around, making sure that I had actually returned safely to the Mang Ujang family home. After being sure I was in my room, I then grabbed hold of Andri's sturdy body trying to find peace from him.

"What should I do, Andri?" ask me who had started crying again after fully realizing what had just happened to me.

Andri patted me gently on the back, letting me cry in her arms without answering what I said.

My heart seemed to be pierced by a thousand daggers after discovering this extraordinarily bitter reality.

It turns out that me and Luccane were not meant to be together by this universe from any angle.

So hurt. This heart is broken to pieces no longer shaped but I can do nothing but cry at this time and there is no place I share other than Andri.

"Just do what you think is right but remember not to hurt yourself, okay? I will always support you" Andri replied after a long time letting me cry in her arms.

Andri's left shoulder was wet because it was hit by a torrent of tears, but he seemed not to care about it at all.

He kept trying to make me calm and feel better gently and patiently.

"Now you need to calm down. Let me take care of everything after this, you need to rest from now on" Andri said gently, rubbing the top of my head lovingly like a brother.

I could only nod weakly, resigned to what would happen after this.

But I can only believe one thing that Andri will do everything well until it is done as promised.

"I'll get more information from Mom after this but you have to promise not to get out of the house and eat right as long as I go to do my job" Andri said trying to persuade me.

"Yes. I beg you one last time just do your best, Andri."