The soft touches of the rain, which kept a certain rhythm in the 'wedding venue', calmed Aldrich's tense nerves a little. Aldrich muttered, moving up and down, clutching his trembling knees with trembling hands.
It was actually very absurd to call it a wedding hall. It is correct to associate the place where the groom will marry the bride with the wedding venue. There was nothing wrong with that, according to normal customs and thoughts. But if the place called the Wedding Hall was a hospital, then things would get a little weird. At least it wasn't any more bizarre than the contactless weddings that were becoming so often used and practiced.
"I still can't believe I'm going to marry Silvanna. Well done Aldrich! You lion boy! ''Aldrich praised himself oddly. His praise contained obvious surprise and disbelief. Maybe even he himself did not know that he would have such intense emotions as to propose.
Besides the excitement a newlywed would experience, he was deeply worried. There were disturbing thoughts popping up in his mind. Although he wanted to find his ideas and kill them, he was desperate because ideas do not die.
Aldrich was a calm, pure-hearted person who, in his own way, did not harm anyone. He was an ant in modern society living the life of a monk. At least that's how he described himself.
Aldrich earned his living working for a company as a German translator. Despite his hard work, he could not help being despised, scolded, and slandered. Since it wasn't an extreme situation and he needed money to live, he didn't care and ignored it. It cannot be said that he was completely disturbed by this issue. The sight of flies, harmless flies, can sometimes make you sick to your stomach.
Aldrich, who continued his studies silently without answering the fact that he "doesn't know the language" despite knowing German very well, remained in his own world. His whole life was simply 'I don't care if the snake that didn't touch me lived a thousand years and turned into a dragon'.
Even when there were people like "gentlemen" and "ladies" who had the attitude that they knew two or three words of the language even though they didn't know the language, Aldrich was getting happier every day in his life.
Why?
Because there was something else deep inside Aldrich.
"Aldrich! You must make her happy today, okay? You're not going to let anyone upset her. My god. Please give her health. Help her, on the day when she should be the happiest."
Aldrich got up from his seat after praying. With the pure white shirt, he was wearing on top and the blue pants stuck to his legs, he started walking down the long corridor.
Aldrich and Silvanna met when Silvanna started a job at the same company.
She was like a shooting star that appeared out of nowhere.
Aldrich wanted to get to know this woman more deeply and intimately, which attracted his attention and brought him happiness as he looked at her. It was an event in life that you can think of as a beautiful coincidence. Silvanna said she wanted to get to know him better, on the same day.
But Aldrich doesn't believe in coincidences.
It would have to be. That's it.
The two souls continued to understand each other more and strengthen their petty feelings for each other.
A few months later, when Silvanna became ill, Aldrich went to visit Silvanna at Silvanna's house. Silvanna being sick was nothing to worry about, as it was winter. Back then, he felt like he had needles in his heart when the precious and only Silvanna was sick. Maybe it was a supernatural feeling. It was a sting that was a harbinger of things to come.
According to Aldrich's observations, since Silvanna lived in a crowded house and was very quiet among the household, he thought that she was in a situation between existence and non-existence in the house.
He was very wrong. Silvanna was the jewel and the pupil of her parents. After a few arrivals and departures, he realized this situation even if it was late. After these visits of Aldrich, who increased his visits and became close to the people of the house, a positive bond developed between him and Silvanna's family.
Silvanna wasn't the only diamond in the house. There was another little witch that Aldrich nicknamed. Actually, this little witch wasn't so small because of a few events.
Unlike the first time went, he was starting to feel more like he belonged there.
Aldrich, the 'ideal groom' as Silvanna's father Valdor called it, had become even more committed in his relationship with Silvanna. Suspicious feelings were replaced by flames that would not go out.
A flame that burns where it burns.
Aldrich didn't notice. He thought he was warmed by a fire falling on beauty, personality, wealth, words. This fire had to be harmless. It had to be heated, it wouldn't burn.
Similar to Aldrich and Silvanna being more determined, Silvanna's illness had progressed as well. Silvanna's illness was initially like a cold. It would heal with time, at least they thought. But they were very wrong. Silvanna's illness progressed day by day and Silvanna's condition worsened.
A few weeks passed like water, and finally, Silvanna and Aldrich held hands. For two people in their mid-twenties who had never experienced this kind of closeness, this kind of relationship should have been a strange but pleasant closeness. It was, but the only thing that upset Aldrich was that Silvanna was holding his hand as she lay in her hospital bed.
A part of Aldrich that he had never met and never came to light was that he was very attentive to this relationship between men and women. Just holding hands for a few weeks? He suppressed that 'evil' voice that always comes up in random events he encounters in society. As he always does.
Silvanna's sparks of life were not very bright. He would be ashamed of himself if he cared about his own feelings.
"Silvanna," Aldrich spoke, in a shy and trembling tone of voice, holding tightly the hand of the girl lying on the sickbed.
"Hmm?" Sensing the warmth of Aldrich's hand, Silvanna let out a small, sweet grunt.
"I love you.''
"Isn't there a saying that love is the best medicine? He~ ''
Time.
It deepened the wounds even more.
Silvanna's illness has continued to last a long time and her condition has worsened. Her beautiful silvery hair, in turn, was swept away from her head. Her facial features, which even the most talented painter could not make a portrait of her, were close to perfection with small red cherry lips, were weakened. The dark bags under her brave and caring eyes became noticeable. She began to get tired of eating, breathing. It was getting tiring to even talk for Silvanna.
Disease.
Illness.
Sickness.
The disgusting situation allows you to understand who is your friend and who truly cares for you...
One day during Aldrich's repeated visit for several months, Silvanna asked Aldrich for something. She told him to bring her all the items that were in the drawer of the desk in her room at home.
Aldrich, who was waiting for the morning, because it was snowy and late that day, and the next day, Aldrich fulfilled Silvanna's request. Silvanna said Aldrich to burn the notebook between the brought items.
Aldrich fulfilled this strange request, but at the same time, he was filled with curiosity.
When he saw Silvanna's precious tears fall from her cheeks one by one, he was still wondering why he had burned the notebook.
''Silvanna?''
Don't cry.
She must have had enough of the deep name given to the walking sticks that people cling to for a living.
When Aldrich thought that he had caused Silvanna to cry, without knowing it, his heart began to ache. Every drop of blood that flowed from his heart into his body seemed to be contaminated. His whole body felt disgusting.
For the first time since he had known Silvanna, he was furious with Silvanna. He was furious that she wanted him to burn this notebook.
"Silvanna!''
"What's the meaning of the notebook? It's not the notebook that makes you cry, it's the senses that the notebook symbolizes. Speak! " Aldrich asked in a timid and empty tone of voice. His hands were already joined by Silvanna's hand. Seems like, He wasn't going to leave unless Silvanna answered his question.
There was a tired, intermittent and weak voice.
"The notebook was talking about an incident that I had experienced in the past that I thought he had forgotten but couldn't forget, and a life that couldn't bear the weight of the love of the man he loved in his hospital beds. " Silvanna hardly spoke in her exhausted voice, unlike her peculiar, free-spirited voice.
"A sick woman like me... Forget everything ... You've been ... with me dar--... ''
''Aldrich. Hich. Hich. Hich. I'm sorry." When Silvanna uttered this sentence with tears streaming from her eyes, Aldrich shouted so that the whole hospital could hear.
The person who was usually silent had now turned into a lion. His eyes were red. He had veins of blue and green color all over his face.
"LET'S GET MARRIED!''
"MARRY ME!''
The weak cry ceased. Silvanna, who left small coughs due to the sudden pause, looked at me with her big eyes. He is as burned as He can get courage from her gaze, He feels happy in her arms. He got close to her eyes. He sees himself there. Her gaze is worth his gaze. He just keeps moving. Her face is on his face. He can feel her breathing. There are a few decibels between their eyes.
When you're about to kiss, the words are pouring out of the wind.
"Impossible," says the wind, "There is no possibility of this love. A firefly that will soon disappear"
"Why?" He asks. His voice and heart were dry. He crushed the thoughts as they came.
"You are a human being, and she is a firefly."
''Silvanna.''
"The firefly loves too, even if she knows it's going to burn, she loves too, Silvanna.''
It was like the most beautiful and bright moment of his life. It was one of those moments in life when he felt 'I'm alive. Every time he thought of this scene, he was both sweetly ashamed and proud. Silvanna's pale little red lips spoke shyly after contact with his ugly lip.
Aldrich spoke slowly and calmly, in his normal self. During these times, the person who was concealed and composed of himself had urged him many times to turn away from Silvanna, the spirit before him. But maybe it's just the weirdness of people. He became more attached to this woman.
''Do not share your joy with people whose pain you do not share.''
"Silvanna. Do you think I didn't see you were sick? Do you think I don't see that you don't want to be a burden to your family and me? Silvanna. Do you think I didn't feel my heart stop beating the first time I saw you? I love everything about you. My heart belongs to you, Silvanna. Dear Silvanna, I love you... I am in love with you. ''
After those words were uttered, Aldrich was in a strange spirit. He couldn't describe it. After a pause of a few seconds, he continued speaking, ignoring the strange feeling that had just gripped him.
''My sunflower, you'll be fine. As long as faith and hope are in your heart, you will get better. You heard what the doctor said, didn't you? It's not just doctors talking about it, they are talking about it on all news channels. ''
He didn't even get a response to his marriage proposal.
''From what I've heard, the disease you contracted was a recent illness. All medical science is trying to find a cure for this disease. There are people struggling like you, Silvanna. Do not give up. I am here. -- ''
Not knowing how long he had been talking, Aldrich fell silent as he gasped. His throat was dry. His beating heart grew heavy as he looked at Silvanna. The eyes of the girl in front of him were closed. Her breathing slowed and her presence drifted away from him.
"Silvanna...''
"We'll run on the beach, darling, with our feet touching the sand."
"We'll flap our wings like free seagulls."
''Answer me.''
"Wake up Silvanna..."
''Silvanna...''