Chapter 13 - 13. Lord(3)

Suddenly, unstoppable sadness and guilt struck me.

My heart hurts.

It was as if my small and weak heart had been dropped by a grenade.

My heart felt very painful and broken.

My eyes were wet with tears.

"What the hell is this..."

Unknowingly, I had returned to my room.

My left hand trembled as it was still attached to the side of Lord's sleeping face.

The sadness I felt was doubled after seeing Lord's face.

Really, what the hell is this?

Why do I feel sad?

What happened!

I felt sad and confused at the same time.

I felt that I had made a very big mistake, but I didn't know what I had actually done wrong.

My tears didn't stop flowing.

Of course, it will catch the attention of Sistiamika.

"Rona? Rona? Rona, are you okay?"

She frantically approached me and asked me why I was crying.

However, I could only shake my head.

"I don't know... I just... Feeling sad..."

***

With Sistiamika by my side, I managed to calm my heart that was attacked by deep sadness.

I left Lord that still asleep peacefully on the sofa and the two of us lay on the bed.

Seeing that Sistiamika was still looking at me worriedly, I smiled.

"No need to worry, Sisti. I'm fine. I just remembered the loss of the ice cream I put in the refrigerator before we left for Mount Merapi."

Despite her hesitation, Sistiamika nodded at my words.

"Alright, then..." Leaving me still lying on the bed, Sistiamika sat down and started reading the [Summon Book].

She seemed to actually read it carefully and seriously.

As expected of a Saint.

However, really, what happened to me just now?

That feeling didn't feel like someone else's.

Was it because I saw the scene of the man who looked like Lord was being killed, so I felt sad because it was like I witnessed Lord being killed directly?

Not... It doesn't feel right.

Well, I don't think I myself understand what it is.

I smiled and decided to forget about this matter for now.

Than that... that's right, I haven't see Keisya! Where is that girl at this time?

Remembering that I hadn't seen Keisya anywhere before, I picked up my phone and started opening the messaging app.

I sent a message to Keisya.

The sign on the message shows that the message has been sent and delivered to Keisya, but that girl has not read it.

I waited for 1 minute. Keisya still hasn't read my message.

2 minutes... 5 minutes... 10 minutes... 30 minutes...

"..."

There is still no answer.

She didn't even read my message!

Feeling tired for some reason, I fell asleep after putting my phone back.

***

That night, I had a dream.

Unlike what I saw before, this was a dream about something beautiful and happy.

However, there was a similarity between this dream and the scene I had seen earlier.

It was the existence of a man with long black hair.

In that dream, I was standing in a flower garden.

All the flowers planted are blue.

In the middle of the flower garden, a man with long black hair stood up and let the wind blow every strand of his hair.

His black hair and clothes were supposed to stain the blue flower garden, but at that moment, he looked to blend in with the garden like a flower of the same color.

The man turned to me with a flower in his hand.

"Summoner, do you know what the name of this flower is?"

I didn't speak or reply to the man's words, but the man still spoke as if he was talking to someone who was standing in the same place as me.

"Ahahaha, you're indeed less feminine, as usual."

The man stared at the blue flower in his hand.

"This flower is called Morning Glory. This flower symbolizes a destined encounter and eternal or never-ending love."

The man looked at me once more.

He smiled mischievously.

"Doesn't that resemble what happened to us?"

Then, as if the person he was talking to was shouting and scolding him, the man ran over laughing.

However, at some point, the man suddenly stopped laughing.

He said with a serious face.

"However, wouldn't it be amazing that we would be able to continue to be together even if time and death tried to separate us as to what was the meaning of this Morning Glory flower?"

Then, the expression on the man's face turned sad.

"Indeed, the Morning glory flower also means a meeting that can only happen once a year. 1 year is like a distance that will always get in the way of whatever happens."

The man smiled softly and looked at me again.

"Which meaning do you think you prefer, Summoner?"