
In a wheelchair, Jordan's body was covered in sweat.
For four years he never clearly remembered the events that took the life of his beloved sister.
His hands clenched, his eyelids opened perfectly.
Because of his stupidity and selfishness, Jordan had lost three lives at a time.
Jordan still remembers everyone turning on him, calling him a murderer.
Not just one person, even all of Anderson's extended family blamed him. Only her parents did not blame her.
Because after the incident Jordan closed himself, the fear was always haunting.
The big bang every day came in his dream, even he dreamed the people in the car were screaming for help.
What was more painful was that his younger brother Jordan smiled with no hatred towards him.
When everyone blames her, her victimized sister smiles in the dream.
Until now Jordan did not know the meaning of the smile that his sister showed, in the dream.
The water that pooled in Jordan's eyelids could no longer be dammed, the water droplets came down to wet the jaws.
His heart ached, none of this was his wish. If only time could be turned, maybe Jordan would run to save everyone in the car.
Unfortunately, the trauma to the fire caused him to lose consciousness. Jordan couldn't help them.
His chest felt smashed by a hard beam, sick but not bleeding.
Jordan wiped away her tears. He managed to catch his breath, then called Nik to get into his room.
***
Alana walks with shaky steps towards Arvan's apartment, with tears flowing.
He went into his room, laid his body on the bed.
With Alana curled her eyes shut, everything was painful.
Maybe if he heard Jordan's excuses, Alana could make sure that he would be destroyed and trapped in the man's grasp.
For this time he wants to be selfish, his life has suffered enough, and now the man he loves is the one who managed to be free without feeling the cold behind bars for his actions.
Alana was shocked when she felt a hand caressing her hair. He turned his body around, to see who the burly arm belonged to.
“Arvan,” call Alana. He was surprised by Arvan's presence in his room.
Arvan displayed a smile of hers, there was pain in seeing the woman in front of him teary-eyed.
“Why are you still here, isn't it,“ Alana stopped her speech because Arvan's index finger was right above her lips.
“Sst, I just got in the car. But I saw you crying while getting off the cab.“
Alana lowered her head. Alana is not out of thought with Arvan's attitude that is like prioritizing himself.
“Can I come with you to Italy?“ the words just slid from his lips.
Arvan nods his head, “Prepare, I wait in front.”
“Thank you,” Alana said with a smile expanding from her lips.
***
After taking care of her passport, Alana asks Arvan for time. He wanted to see the graves of his parents, before Alana went to Italy.
After arriving at the cemetery, Alana got out of the car.
“I promise it won't be long,” Alana said.
Alana walks towards eating her parents.
From a distance Alana saw a man sitting in a wheelchair, right between the two graves of her parents.
And a man standing not far away, from the man sitting in a wheelchair.
“They are who?” alana asked with a confused look. He doesn't have a brother who has to sit in a wheelchair.
When they stayed 5 meters away, Alana stopped her steps.
Alana looked at the two men closely. Heart palpitations, after observing the two men.
Alana already knows who that guy is, ‘Jordan and Nik'
Alana unbundled her intention, she twisted her body and ran quickly. He did not want to meet the two men who made his life suffer.
Arvan is surprised to see Alana who suddenly gets into his car. He glanced at the clock on his wrist, even the departure of Alana just about 10 minutes ago.
“It's done?” asked Arvan. Because Alana didn't open her voice.
“Already, we walk now.” Alana said without looking at Arvan.
Arvan does not take a headache with Alana's attitude, maybe the woman on the side is not wanting to talk much.
“Street now!”
“Good, Lord.”