The Bridge Of Love
CHAPTER 56 The Shackles of the Past

"Father is not a murderer" murmured Anyelir. He was convinced that his father was not a murderer. "Uncle Petra. Yeah, maybe he knows."

Carnations took his cell phone, looking for his uncle's contact number. No time to contact, the door of the room is open. "Why are you here?" tanya Anyelir stared at the Chrysanthemum that barged into the room.

"Straighten everything," said the lowly Chrysanthemum. Yeah, he's got to move fast. The mistake of letting the problem drag on will not be repeated again. It was enough for him to part 3 years just because he was buying time to solve the problem.

"You lied to me all this time!" ketus Carnation.

"I know I was wrong to have hidden this. I don't think you need to know about this ...."

"And you'll still think of me as a murderous child!" cut Carnation.

Chrysanthemums grind their teeth to control their emotions. At the time, he was still very small. However, the gaze of Anyelir's father was still very much remembered. Even wanting revenge is not possible. The person who caused the death of the person is no longer there. There's no way he's venting on Carnations. Enough stupidity he made. Although Carnation is the son of her parents' killer, she loves her.

"We can't change the past. Whatever happens to our parents, it has nothing to do with us. We were just kids at the time."

"You can't accept that fact easily either, can you?” ask Carnation with nanar. If Chrysanthemum could easily say nothing would ever change. So, why had he been neglected before until his divorce? “You believe what you believe. Until you ignored me and divorced me!”

“I know, I was wrong at the time. I realized it, I was trying to reconcile, Carnation. Most importantly, you are my wife. We love each other. We ... forget about it.” Chrysanthemum tried to grab the wife's arm. However, Anyelir immediately brushed off Chrysanthemum's hand. “Sayang ..”

Carnations rubbed his face violently. “We won't be like we used to be.” She didn't want to be looked at by her husband as the son of a murderer. “My father couldn't have done that,”. Carnation's body fell, he sat on the floor, leaning his body on the side of the bed with his forehead resting on his knees.

“Of course we want the best for our lives. I also want to change the past. I don't want to grow up in an orphanage. I want to sleep in a mother's arms. He wanted to be taught by his father to do puzzles. Want to be spoiled with the cooking of a mother, want to rub her head before going to bed. But we can't go back in time. If you can, can you change it?” The chrysanthemum began to bend its knees slowly. Kneeling in front of the wife who hid her face.

“I did investigate the death of my parents when our lives began to settle. There has been a grudge in this heart since childhood. Wanting to avenge the man who took away my childhood. Do you know how my parents died?” ask Chrysanthemum with a trembling voice.

Carnations looked up with flowing tears. He could only look at his husband. “I just got home from school, it was late afternoon. I ran to see my father. However, not yet entered the house, what I met was his body on the front page of the house,” explained Chrysan.

He was just a little boy, before he found his parents' bodies. He came across a car in his yard. A grown man opened a little window and looked at her. Only the man's eyes were seen Chrysanthemum. Eyes very similar to Carnations.

Yes, Chrysanthemum wants to be free from the shackles of the dark past. A little boy who is 8 years old and not very aware of the situation. Seeing his father lying stiff, he only knew the cause of his father's death was a fall from the 2nd floor of his house. That's all he knows. However, the man in the car made himself have his own thoughts and began to investigate when he had the power.

Carnations endlessly shed tears. He knows the weight of Chrysanthemum life. The story of life in an orphanage has been told by him. The results of the investigation, he was still unable to accept the reality. He was convinced that his father was not a murderer. However, the evidence is very clear. How could she stand up straight in front of her husband? Carnations can't get words out anymore.

“Despite who our background is. I don't care, all I know, you are my Carnation,” said Chrysanthemum for sure.

There was no way he could take revenge on Carnations. He loved the woman in front of him. The results of the investigation are painful. Father Carnations can be free from the snare of the law. There was no reason for her to take revenge. People who are the cause of death of their parents have not stepped foot on this earth. He just wants to make peace with the past. Set the future with his wife. Chrysanthemum turned to the side of the wife, she leaned on the bed.

“Your presence, makes my life happy. I have another purpose in my life. Want to age with you in peace.” The chrysanthemum leaned her head against the bed, she stared at the ceiling of her room.

Carnations looked at the husband. Staring at the side of Chrysanthemum's face. “What about me? Denying can't. How do I stand in front of you? Do I have to make amends for my father's mistakes? How are you looking at me? The shadow will always be on you.”

Though it is hard to know the truth. Though she was devastated when her parents left her alone. However, what Chrysanthemum had already passed was much heavier than what he had experienced. Live a kara and have to struggle to live with dark shadows.

Chrysanthemum turned to his wife. He reached out and rubbed his wife's cheek. “You don't have to do anything. Be yourself, and I'll just stare at you as a Carnation. The shadow must exist. However, all of that has faded with you by my side. Please never leave me, stay by my side.”

Carnations endlessly shed tears. The chrysanthemum instantly pulled Anyelir in his arms. “How can our destiny be like this?” isak Anyelir who makes his voice stammer.

“We can't change the past. We also do not know exactly what happened in the past. But we can plan for the future. We deserve to be happy, and I just want to be happy with you.”

“Stay tight,” watered Anyelir.

“Ya, I know.”

Chrysanthemum closer to the wife, he joined in crying with Anyelir. Although painful, but there is relief in the Chrysanthemum heart. There is nothing more to hide. The burden has diminished. Now, he just wanted to meet a beautiful future.