The Second Life of the Princess
Qiana's Letter and Farewell
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After Qiana left Adrian, Adrian's hand opened the diary of his wife.
after opening the diary, a folded paper in the middle of the book falls off.
Adrian's hand opened the folded paper first before he read his wife's diary, because he was curious about the very unique folds of paper.
*() The sign I'm parenthesized is Adrian
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~isi letter
For my paradise that I have always missed.
Hay my dear husband....
If this old paper is in your hands, then I'm gone from your life.
I hope you never find me again.
Hehe....
I'm too confident if you're gonna find me...
*(Adrian's tears drip onto the paper )
My dear husband, uh wrong, my dear ex-husband, if this paper falls into your hands it means we're separated...
Our life path is different.
Guard yourself...
Stop living free....
Find a partner you deserve to stand with until the end of your life as my replacement .
Mr. Adrian if one day we accidentally meet again...
May I wish that you would smile at me as before, before I became your wife?...
*( "If that happens I'll make you my most precious queen dear.." Adrian's tears are getting louder ).
Uhh... I'm sorry the paper was stained with blood from my injured hand and this blood I hope is the last wound you gave me.
Sorry once again I don't have time to change the new paper because what?...
Because I realize my time at your side is already at the game over stage.
And today is the day a woman gives up on her struggle to win the heart of a husband.
It was heavy leaving a place full of wounds and tears.
what inner power is incapable of.
*( "Hik..hik... I know that wound you get from my mother who hurt you when you cook, my chest tightens Qiana".).
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The paradise I always missed....
Qiana is sorry if during our marriage, Qiana always made you angry and hate me.
Why do I call you the paradise I long for?, because you are my halal man I can only dream of, you are just my delusion that I always long for in prayer.
Could I be too presumptuous to call you a husband, while your mother strictly forbade me to mention that call to me, said the husband in life like a landmine that at one time blew me up.
*( "I'm the one who doesn't deserve you dear, I'm just a piece of trash who's wasting an angel of heaven like you... Hiccup ... Hiccup.." )
Maybe I'm the only woman who doesn't know myself in life because I dream of all the happy marriages the day you make me your wife.
My eyes are too blind to see reality in plain sight, because my love for you was imprinted the first time I saw you.
remember when you helped me walk in the hospital at the first meeting ?..
That's when my heart beats faster. Love at first sight, which I thought was just a figment of the thumb, I felt it.
I'm sorry I can't take you to real heaven.
The paradise I missed was the hell I got.
I hate myself who can't turn away from you, who always torments me, like I'm a germ that sticks to life by your side...
*("Why I'm so despicable to get such a big love from you, my heart is like exploding Qiana, ")
My husband ...
Can you ruin me one bit?
Here I am always hearing your voice that is having illegal relations with other women..
Do you know yourself if I also want to feel the caress of my husband.
It's just the pain I'm laying on, at the door of the barn where I share my story.
My silent night with the rhythmic melody of the voice of yourself and her who thought I did not exist.
There was a wife who screamed because of the tight chest because you always inched wounds that are getting deeper and deeper.
The wound you inflicted on my body was nothing, even the wound on my body that was always gaping was not as painful as your bright betrayal in front of my eyes, That the third person in our relationship also dares to hurt this weak me.
*("Buok...Buk...Buk... " Adrian hit his chest because it was too tight.)
Dear....
Is this former maid not worthy of pity???
Is this poor born wife just patas made into a samsak of angry outburst???...
forgive me for not leading you on a better path, but I hope you find a good soul mate and build a sweet home with a better woman than me.
From there I realized, that you are my wishful thinking that only I can imagine, My Surga my husband, whom I long for.
Ever fantasized that if I were a daughter of a rich man living in a bribe by a golden spoon, would you take a little glance at me, and treat me like a precious glass?.....
Though I often read stories in novel novels that I always liked, if a man married their contact does not hurt each other, in fact, they live each without side by side and do not take care of the affairs of one party and the other, and have a happy ending at the end of the story, and stupidly I hope if our marriage is like in my beloved novel.
Why do you have to torment my inner birth, while I do no evil in your world?.
Sometimes I want to ask you. Does the fingernail have any interest in me?
If that sense exists, I hope you throw it far away...
when the hammer of the court declares our divorce, I pray to God that I will never see you again.
suppose a Qiana never enters your life, do not turn your face back if you do not see me first when I am still yours.
Good bye, dear. Wherever I am, I love you even if I am no longer together.
Greetings from my Qiana Clarisa Lavina....
*("why did you leave me for so long, dear.why did God not give me the opportunity to change and make amends, Why did God...
You only made me realize that I loved my wife when you separated us...
So Hinakah myself that for an apology I did not get ....
Can I also take my life, and unite me with her ? " Crying Adrian heart-wrenching ").
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"NO....." Adrian from behind.
The middle of Adrian vibrates because of the inner shock he feels .
His hand immediately opened his wife's diary at the beginning of the book there was a lavender flower that was deliberately dried.
She remembered Qiana's favorite flower and her grandmother's alike.
"Pardon Adrian's grandmother who is not confident in guarding Qiana, my karma now I feel, I lost her" said Adrian.
Adrian's regret became even more when he read Diary Qiana the sadness of Qiana since she married him.
And her eyes saw the thick envelope under the diary somehow Qiana put her down, her eyes read the writing To Adrian.
Adrian opened the envelope, he still hoped that one of the papers containing the address of the tomb belonging to Qiana, or another miracle that Qiana is still alive.
But the result is nil.
It turns out that Adrian's empty hope that Adrian gets is a regret for reading the life history of his late wife.
And Adrian's screams heard by Qiana, he had not yet left the place, he sat pensively thinking about the last words of the friend.
"The cruelest revenge is to devour the one we hate regret for the rest of his life" Qiana said.
"Thank you Qian" Qiana said.
"Why do you always say the word imaksih today ?"
"There are times when meetings are bound to be parting times, it's time for me to leave, live well after your revenge, I see soon you will meet him" Said the original Qiana in a hoarse voice.
"Can you stay by my side?, let's live side by side, two lives one body is not bad, out there is a person who lives with two personalities at once"
"Can't Qian, we're two spirits, while they're one distressed spirit, it's time I go back to god's lap, I love you Qian, your daughter's journey is still long, I'm saying good"
Original Qiana.
"Bruk" Qiana's body immediately lost consciousness, fortunately there was a hand immediately swiftly caught it.
"Darling you why else ?...
After you hugged another man, you were like this" Panicked Taxa.
"Yes ..."
Taksa witnessed the scene inside there, because his heart was burning with jealousy he immediately ran to give the raw bogem of a man who had been presumptuous to touch his wife.
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