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"First love is a kind of vaccination that immunizes a man from catching the disease a second time." —Honoré de Balzac
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Ken's POV
After I had a talk with Adrian, then proceeded to take care of some things related to product launching, I stepped my feet toward the elevator, where I went up to my own room on the 61st floor.
I felt tired, today's work was overwhelming, including preparations for launching new products, managing contracts with the marketing manager of Yoshida Management, and also my head was dizzy with Father's return and his plan to have dinner with his old friend. The dinner was very good to strengthen friendship, but one of the goals was also to find the right spouse for me or for Adrian. Well maybe for me, because Adrian and his girlfriend, Elena, seemed to had been very serious about stepping into the marriage, but Adrian was still a coward as ever to ask Elena to be his wife.
It was already around half to five, office hours would end soon. Feeling tired, I stepped into the bathroom and started to turn on the shower. After finishing with the bathroom, I dropped my choice of clothes on a plain white t-shirt and dark jeans. Feeling I had no schedule tonight, I laid my body on the bed, then reached for my phone.
There was nothing more boring than opened the phone and all I received was e-mails and some documents sent by Ari related to a copy of the contract with Yoshida Management. Really boring.
For fun, I opened my Instagram. Oh great, the first photo that came out on my timeline was Yoshida's photo and his talent this time. But because I had nothing to do, I decided to open Yoshida's Instagram and scanning at the photos he uploaded. But quickly my eyes seemed to find Lyra's figure among Yoshida's photos. I opened the photo and saw Lyra's face. From the description of the photo, it looked like this was a photo of Yoshida with the Jakarta46 staff at the concert, maybe?
I tapped the photo, and Yoshida actually tagged Lyra's Instagram and immediately, the blood in my body heated up because it meant I found Lyra's personal account. After I tapped Lyra's username, the page opened to Lyra's Instagram page. When exploring Lyra's Instagram, I was very surprised because the last photo Lyra uploaded was a polaroid photo. Polaroid photo of three kids, two boys, and Lyra in the middle. No doubt, it was a photo of the three of us. Me, Lyra, and Adrian.
My chest was beating fast. Did Lyra remember all of us? I muttered to myself.
I quickly approached nightstand beside my bed. I took a picture of the photo on it. Yes, a polaroid photo between me and Lyra. Just a picture of us both. At that time, aunt Vionna took some polaroid photos between the three of us, and only a picture of me and Lyra was kept by me.
Maybe Lyra still did not remember me or Adrian, because it was so long ago. Maybe it was my job to remind Lyra of our memories from the past.
Just thinking about it brought my mind back to what happened this afternoon, where we were supposed to have a serious meeting about a product, but instead, it became a foreplay scene in the office. We just met a few hours ago, but I was addicted to meet her. I wanted to feel her lips meet mine, once again.
I remembered once, that it wasn't the first kiss between the two of us.
When we were kids, Lyra challenged me to kiss her. With sparkling eyes, under fallen autumn leaves, a gentle breeze that touched her hair, only two kids, just the two of us. I approached her, it turned out that she was only as high as my neck, and she looked small if I approached her. I didn't know where the desire came from to put my face close to hers, and with a moment Lyra closed her eyes.
Our lips met. Innocent little kids, kissing in the middle of a flower garden in autumn.
Lyra was shocked by my kiss, and after a while, she ran into the house, maybe because she was shy?
Remembering that memory in my heart, I took the initiative to immediately rush to get my black jacket, wallet, phone, and car keys. I was going to Lyra's apartment, I would make her remember me and our memories!
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Four days since the arrival of Lyra and her family in the UK. During those four days, Lyra's family stayed at uncle Richard's house. Yes, of course, Uncle Richard insisted that Lyra's family must stay in his big house. During this time Lyra could play with Uncle Richard's boys.
In Indonesia, Lyra felt it was so hard to make friends because Lyra was a shy girl. With the presence of Uncle Richard's boys, Lyra could feel happiness. Shouting, running, laughing freely, and for some reason, these boys could make Lyra comfortable. Actually, only Ian had been accompanying Lyra these days, because the big brother was always busy because of his school extra classes, and big brother only played with Lyra after dinner.
Ian always followed Lyra wherever Lyra goes, besides, his father asked him to look after Lyra, Ian also liked to see Lyra's laughter and smile.
The next day, Uncle Richard's family and Lyra's father planned to visit Bristol, as Ian said on the first day of meeting her. Lyra thought they would ride in Uncle Richard's private car, but Uncle Richard told Lyra and his family to know anything about the UK, so Uncle Richard decided to take the Great Western Railway (GWR) train from London Paddington Station to Bristol Temple Meads Station. By using GWR, from London to Bristol could be reached for almost two hours, meanwhile if using a car would take almost three hours.
After arriving in Bristol, they headed to uncle Richard's mansion. Uncle Richard's Mansion was a few minutes from Bristol Temple Meads station, so it did not take too long for them to arrive at Uncle Richard's mansion. Uncle Richard's Mansion in Bristol looked like a luxurious king's palace, even Lyra would get lost while running in it.
After Lyra's family did a mansion tour, Ian invited Lyra to go to the mansion's backyard.
"Come on Lyra, I'll show you something beautiful..." Ian said as he pulled Lyra's hand.
Ian pulled Lyra into the backyard, where the backyard had a large swimming pool, a large garden, and felt no different from uncle Richard's big house in London. After passing the swimming pool, Lyra could see a gate, but the gate was formed of green bushes and some of the leaves had yellowed. After passing through the bush wall, Lyra felt she had to take back her words.
It turned out that Uncle Richard's mansion in Bristol was more beautiful than the one in London.
After actually passing through the bush wall, Lyra could see the flower garden in front of her, where after the flower garden, many trees had yellowed. It was very beautiful. As she was enchanted by that beauty, Lyra could not take her eyes off of the flower garden, and it felt like enchanted, Lyra stepped toward the flower garden.
In the middle of the flower garden, there was a path, and in the middle of the path, there was a swing decorated with flowers. Behind Lyra, Ian followed Lyra's steps while smiling. Ian swore he wanted Lyra to keep smiling happily like that.
Lyra continued to run toward the swing in the middle of the garden, then turned to see Ian, who was walking following her. With a smile, Lyra returned to approach Ian. Instantly Lyra pulled Ian's hand to immediately walk toward the swing with him.
"All right, you sit down, I'll push the swing," Ian said.
Lyra who was happy just nodded while smiling widely at Ian. After that, Ian immediately pushed Lyra's swing slowly, then at the second push, Ian pushed a little harder so that the swing swung higher. Lyra who felt the push was stronger, giggled endlessly. The autumn breeze was so cold, but Ian's heart was very warm to see Lyra's laughter.
"Ian! Enough... hahaha... Ian! I'm dizzy!" Lyra suddenly said while laughing happily. Instantly, Ian held the swing to stop swinging. Lyra who was still laughing then stood up from her swing and faced back toward Ian who had just stopped laughing. Lyra put her knees on the swing so she could be more level with Ian, but it turned out, although still standing with her knees on the swing, Lyra's head was still as high as Ian's neck. With a smile on both faces, there was a mutual glance between them.
"Ian, I'm very happy to be friends with you. I truly feel happy. Thank you, " said Lyra, looking down shyly.
"I'm also happy to meet Lyra," Ian said, patting his hand on Lyra's head. In a low voice, Lyra began to ask,
"Ian, at home, if I and mommy feel happy, mom will usually kiss me. Are you going to kiss me like mommy too?" Lyra asked as she looked up to see Ian. Ian was shocked by Lyra's question. But Ian could see Lyra's innocence in her eyes. Ian felt that Lyra was really happy.
Without answering Lyra, Ian leaned closer to Lyra. The cool autumn wind touched Lyra's hair, Lyra's sparkling eyes bewitched Ian to come closer, and without a plan, Ian brought his face to Lyra's.
Two kids were kissing each other in the middle of the beautiful flower garden.
Shocked, Lyra immediately pulled her face back. Lyra's cheeks turned red like a cherry. Lyra's eyes turned right and left feeling uneasy, and Ian was also still wondering what just happened between them. He never kissed anyone in his life, except his mother and father. What made him dare to kiss someone else now?
Lyra got off the swing, and immediately ran back into the mansion, leaving Ian in the middle of the flower garden alone. Lyra felt shy about what had happened. She felt her cheeks heated up and her chest pounding. Did Lyra just know what love is?
There, in the flower garden, Ian finally sat on a swing and was still trying to wonder what just happened. While holding his own lips, Ian watched the beautiful flowers in the beautiful garden, just like how he felt right now.
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