Looking back - Miracle ?

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                                                                   ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇsᴛ 19 - ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴄᴋ. 

It has been awhile since my acquaintances rung the house bell to try and drag me out of our house. It's ours. The memories, this land, each and every property in this house. IT'S OURS. Seth. They can't sell it and touch it. They have no right to do so. Everything is still in its own place. Nothing has change. The only difference is that your presence isn't here to fill up the emptiness. 

As usual, I got up from the messy bed. I never tidy ever since you're no longer here. How long has it been , I wonder. I've lost count. I couldn't careless of anything unless if you're back here, beside me, laughing, soothing me whenever I have mood swings. Things doesn't seems to go in what we planned out. Why? Why'd you have to leave me alone? How dare my family and friends called me to move on.

Move on. These two simple words meant so much. How could I move on? He's my everything. I've never felt so alive until he appeared in my life.

I tried to stand up with my all the strength I left. But they wobbled until I fell down with the sound of something shattered. It's the picture we took on our honeymoon. Ah. It probably fell with me when I tried to stable myself. Too lost in my thoughts I eventually scrape my knees when I crawled around the spot with glass shards to pick up the photo. He used to be photogenic. So there's a whole stack of photo album near the bookshelf. Little did I know, a single tear dropped on top of his face as she reminiscence that day. That particular day she lost him.

" I look like a dork in here. Let's take another one. " he said chirpily hoping that she would agree. " No.. we've used up all of our time taking picture. " she whined in annoyance. " Just one.. " He pouted cutely like a puppy and who actually can resist it? Not me when it comes to him. We posed, ready to take a second one...

Wiping my tears as it keep falling without stopping, sobbing unto the picture in my hand. It's my fault. Everything is my fault. If I hadn't insisted..if I hadn't insisted to go to the park for some walk before we go back to the city, Only if there's a second chance....

I would never forget that second, ever in the rest of my life.

I could hear the screeching sound and before I could react, Seth pushed me to the park's curb and the car hit his figure. He got stuck in between the streetlamp and the BMW Black car. I was too stunned by the sight before me that I didn't realize there was a crowd circling around the accident. Standing up, I approached Seth's fragile looking body viciously like a person with mentality problem. I tried to helped him out but he grabbed my arm and shake his head weakly, still has his smile plastered on. The smile I died for at the first sight. " It's okay.. baby. shhh "At this point he's still worried about me. He coughed out blood in between his words. My legs gave up on me and my petite frame fell down, I screamed so loud that I thought the world is shaking and my throat is coming out. It stopped only when he said something. .. " L-Leila, " my head snapped to his and hold his broad shoulder, the one that he used to lent me when I lost my pet. " I feel so sleepy.. " he said, so softly that I have to leaned closer to listen. Shaking my head vigorously after. " No no no no.. Seth, look at me, look at me. The ambulance is coming soon... please don't sleep.. please----- " I sobbed, his hand lifted up to touch my damp cheek and I hold it, I hold his hand. He tried to said something but my mind couldn't register anything that time. His hold loosened and it fell from my grip. " No!!!!! " Siren sounds approaching.

I embraced him as his consciousness died.

Out of the blue, I could feel the same tingles shooting through my toes. I thought it was my imagination but when the same hand squeezed my head immediately craned to see Seth sitting on the bed behind me with worries written on his face. " Hey baby, what's wrong? Why are you crying? " He soothe my back whilst the other hand wiped the tears from my cherubic cheek. For your information, I'm not as skinny as the other girls. I'm just a plain, short,nerd lady. I like to eat. No. Love. And Seth, oh dear. Don't get me started on his cooking. If he's still alive, he's probably a successful chef now.His father owned a five star hotel, and he always learn to cook in the kitchen assisted by his servants aka friends.

The next thing I know was that he pulled me on his lap and hugged me. His warmth is still lingering. He's touching my hair and raking through it. " Hey baby, where do you want to go for our honeymoon? " I tensed and push him away from me and stood up beside the bed to stare at him, rubbing my eyes frantically and walks around the room furiously. I'm just dreaming. No. I am dreaming. I pinch a small ample of my arms and whined. It hurts. Looking back at him in the eyes I can see that he's feeling lost, and worries but there's still love in them. Why am I being so pathetic? My mom's right. I need to move out of this place or else I'm going to get dragged out of this place. " Baby, are you alright ? Don't hurt yourself.You'll hurt the baby."

He asked and said when I'm finding for my cellphone and purse. He approached and I just look at him, confused. He pulls me into his arm. " It's alright if you're not ready to marry me. We .. can postpone the date again, hm? Don't scare me like that. " he cooed. I slap his arm away and touch his face, there was small stubble formed just like those time when he's stressed. Wait. He's warm. " A-Are you injured? Where did it hurt? " I rambled on and on of the question but he just wound his arm around me and pets my hair. " I'm alright, I'm not hurt or anything. Look at me, I'm safe and sound in front of you. " He said and spun around childishly.

" But you got into accident and .. you're dead? " I frowned, looking at him. Remembering the event that occurred a few years ago. " Who said that? I'm still here, look. If I'm dead I won't stand here, leave alone in front of you." He said, in a gruff tone. Voice. The voice that he used to talked to me when he meant it. " And you mentioned honeymoon.. what's today's date? " I asked him and curiosity is dying inside me. " 3rd of March 2017. And our wedding is tomorrow." he exclaimed in enthusiasm. I sensed them.

I thought, today was ... is this miracle? I-is this.. my second chance?I remember last night there was a light all around me and they whispered in my ear. Something that I couldn't really comprehend. I beamed as I keep hoping around. " Wow wow wow,baby.. you can't jump that much. " he said, holding me close. " Honey? " I called out for him. " Hm? " "Can we.... postpone our honeymoon ?I promise we'll go after I gave birth to our baby. Deal? " I plead with a frown. He then laughed and shook his head. " Is that what you're worried? " His innocent smile turned into a smirk. " No problem. By then, I'll eat you from head to toe. " He said with his usual devilish smile and inches forward but I took a step backward, wincing. His smile dropped and replaced with a worried ones. " We need to treat your wounds. God damn it, I rushed in here when I heard glass broke. I'll clean it after. " He said, rushing here and there to get the first aid kit after helping me on the bed.

This is great... this is so great. Is this the payback of attending church, praying at every weekends? I'll have my full attendance for the rest of my life and drag Seth with me. Thank god for everything. I couldn't ask for more.