That meeting, sometimes can have an unexpected meaning. Like memories, or residual memories of a previous life. Not many believe in life having another life before. It was strange, but this was an unavoidable destiny.
Humans do have a chance to change destiny, but only one thing matters. Would someone be able to change his destiny, or not? When a person's previous life has bad luck, all they can do is hope for a better life, without them knowing they should be able to change everything they want to change.
A beautiful woman with shoulder-length black hair walked down the steps of her home one by one. Dressed in casual attire, she makes her way to a quiet dining table, just as she had felt earlier. Her eyes gazed at the painting, which was between the kitchen dividers and the living room. She gave a small smile.
The painting, given to her when she was 17 years old. Back then, fate changed everything, even though sometimes she was still confused was something really fate, or was it just a curse? And the painting depicts a mermaid on a rock in a cave playing with her tail.
She drank rapidly as she looked at her left hand watch and then hurried out of the house to go to the campus and began teaching.
On the other hand, Edric Winston was visibly contemplative on the way to his cousin's campus. It is different with Celine Blossom, who kept rambling on and on about something. For the day, as Levin had received an important assignment from the police station he could not deliver her for this day. It was with a heavy heart that Edric delivered the proud daughter of Immanuel's family.
"Professor Crystall so beautiful, well, she never got angry at anyone. And strangely, among other professors she the youngest as if he had never aging. I had seen her teenage pictures, and there was no difference whatsoever with her present face," says Celine.
Edric remained silent, luckily he had become accustomed to Celine's nagging. Once in a while his eyes checked the ever-congested, until they finally stopped in front of a college called the University Of Coral, London.
Celine didn't descend directly, she smiled as she saw a beautiful woman walking right in front of the edric car he was riding.
"You're not coming down?" reproof Edric.
"Look, it's professor Crystall!" Celine exclaimed excitedly, coming down and saying hello to her teacher, "Professor!"
Next to Edric's eyebrow raised, he didn't care about Celine at first. However, when his eyeballs accidentally caught the lovely face of a familiar looking woman, Edric walked out of his car.
Smiling back to Celine, still in her spot, the woman seemed to walk gracefully toward Celine. Before she almost slipped because she was wearing high heels.
Edric noticed a strange movement of the woman and then rapidly approached her, tugging at her waist and embracing her tightly. Their faces are only a few inches apart.
While surprised onlookers immediately held her breath, she also took her lips out of her mouth. Her eyes continued to look into the man's arms hugging her so closely, this embrace felt so familiar and so warm.
When a pair of Edric eyes meet, with a pair of wide-eyed eyeballs, something like a wave takes Edric to a different place, through his memory. Edric saw clearly around him at this moment, he was standing on the sand of the beach with a gaze across the beach.
When he heard the sound of a woman's laughter, he immediately turned around. And sure enough, behind him was a woman laughing as she painted on the canvas in front of him. Strangely, the woman stared at Edric several times while laughing. Truly, everything was familiar, from her laughter, her happy gaze, even to the woman's beautiful face that looked so much like the woman in his arms right now.
"Mr. Police, are you all right?"
The question put Edric out of control. He took a few steps back in surprise, when he saw Crystall face in front of him that looked so much like the woman in his memory.
"Professor, are you okay?" Celine asked to Crystall.
Crystall nodded as looking worried Edric, "How about you?"
Edric, who had just regained consciousness, looked intently at Crystall, "If you can't do walk in those shoes, then you shouldn't wear them!'' Then he walked away to the car leaving Crystall and also Celine. But as he sat at the wheel, he turned to Crystall face, and then he shook his head firmly, after that he rode on the car and walked away.
"Forgive him, professor. He had that attitude, rough like the texture of a stone," says Celine.
At first Crystall was shocked by the words of Edric, who seemed worried about herself. She smiled and understood, "It's okay. Please thank him for me. Ah, now is the time for fine arts class, come on."
***
In the classroom, Crystall was known for her friendly way of teaching. That way, it dulls any student and she gives more practice than material.
A man was sitting on the third row, with a friend. They were laughing merrily, but then fell silent as Crystall entered the class and began the lesson.
"Yesterday, we had a wonderful exhibition. The happy news was that more than twenty-four paintings had been sold, and the gallery donor grew one. I'm very happy, because your appreciation for art is so overwhelming," says Crystall.
The sound of applause boomed across the room, with a perenall smile that never faded.
"Congratulations to Celine and Noel, who got the highest price on your painting," praise Crystall did not escape from her smile, she looked at celine and then Noel with her happy gaze, "Today there is no special material, I just want you to be able to work out the idea and pouring every color in your imagination."
"Excuse me, professor," Noel raised his hand, asking, "Are there no gifts for me?"
A tremendous cheer broke out, Noel was indeed flirtatious for his to Crystall. However, it was always considered a laughing matter.
"Your grade is perfect. Is it still less?" wonder Crystall.
"What about telling a story? Yesterday, I heard you tell Celine something to broaden her imagination," offer Noel.
"Woah. You meant to? You think I bribed the professor to get good grades?" Celine is annoyed.
Noel shuddered unconsciously, leaning against his chair, "It's possible."
"Well, I'll tell you a story that inspired Celine's painting," Crystall took the book out of her purse and looked one by one at her students, especially Noel, "This story is about a mermaid, and a handsome man who found her in a coral cave."
The legend of the coral cave. This story was written in the 1930s in the diary of a handsome policeman. At first, he wrote the story with a woman he loved every night, gazing into the woman's face.However, this is not a typical story of a young man who falls in love with a beautiful woman. Rather, it is a tale of destiny and a tale of perpetual memory.Lake Atkinston, his face is handsome, his heart is generous, and his smile is beautiful. Everyone knows Lake is a kind and loving man. He was always putting the affairs of state before his own.He's a darling to whoever it is. And he never differentiated from those around him, any more than the criminals he had caught. Lake, was a well-known officer in the 1930s.Tha
Today is the last day of lake vacation. He was having lunch with the large family of Atkinston, in the inn they had rented for two days."I still want to be here," said Aleda Atkinston, who was the third child of the family and the only daughter there."Why? We should immediately return to London," reject the mother, Beatrix Atkinston."It comforts me here, ma'am. It was a magnificent sight, in contrast with bustling London each day," Aleda replied."I have to go back to London tonight, you know," father said, Alferd Atkinston."Your father was right, Aleda. Your brother Lake should be going back too 'cause he worked as a cop over there," said Beatrix
Lake was waiting for someone to sit on a rock where Larissa used to sit. This time, however, the woman was not there. Lake was alone, with a leather-bound book, and a pen in his hand. He hasn't written anything down in a long time, and today he will go back to his routine.Lake opened the cover of the book, looking through the sheets that were still blank. He dipped the pen in the ink next to him and wrote his name on the front page of the book, Lake Atkinston.A sweet smile was on his face when he thought of the woman who had managed to sleep through the night. Then his hands began to move down one word at a time, which was so beautiful.Lake wrote, "That day, exactly on April 06, 1930. It was like being in a dream, when it greeted me it was like there was something different about
Larissa swam in the ocean, and she waved to some of her friends who were also playing around the reef. This time, she was going fast because she had to chase something. The tail moves at great speed, with its hands rhythmic to the fluttering of its tail.Her head bulged to the surface, staring at the deserted beach at night. Soon it swims back to the shore, and it ledges toward the cavern it frequades. Her hands moved to pick up a cloth that he had made into a dress, and covered the upper part of her chest to the top of her tail.She rubbed her tail against the sand of the beach to make it dry out, and as it did Larissa was transformed into a human. And she immediately got up, running as fast as she could to visit an inn near the beach. Even though he knew, the beach was hideous at night, but she didn't give up.&
Since last night, the smiles haven't faded from the faces of these two love-intoxicated people. Neither Lake or Larissa was happy since last night. Fortunately, Aleda agrees with a new partnership, which starts without a lot of time. A long night went on between Lake and Larissa, they were convinced that fate was on the side of this relationship. Early this morning, after Larissa woke up from her pretty short nap, because she slept only three hours a night. She went toward the kitchen, took a look at whatever foodstuffs were there, and intended to cook for the man she loved. "Are you awake?" Larissa looked over at Aleda, who was still in her bundled clothes typical of waking up. She nodded with a good smile.
In 1930, London became an international trading center. The crowds enveloped the city this spring, with flowers and fallen leaves on the roadside made everything look so beautiful. At this very moment, it was the first day Larissa visited London that was far more crowded than Newquay. She tightened her grip on Lake's hand, and they stood in front of the station facing the crowd in the daytime. "This is London," whispered Lake right in Larissa's ear. "This city's gonna be my new home?" asked Larissa with her face shining. Lake shakes his head, "Homes for us." Her smile flared up on Larissa's beautiful face, she hugged Lake f
"Today I'm going to visit Lake's new house!" Aleda exclaimed. "Can you come? Lake hasn't introduced the lady," ask Beatrix. "Of course, you should come. Mom will be so surprised when he sees such a beautiful woman in Lake's house. Oh, god, even her countenance exceeds that of the Greek goddess," praise Aleda. "I became impatient. What about Alan? You'll come, won't you?" bargain Beatrix. Alan was quiet, his face flat as usual. His stiff body leaned against the wooden chair, and looked at his mother, "Shall I come?" "Ih. You should come, Alan. The house was huge, and there was even a homemade Lake in the backyard. Mom
Larissa is making drinks for Beatrix, Alan, Aleda and Lake in the kitchen. The woman is preoccupied with her activities, which enable her to brew a fresh flavor for Lake family. She didn't want to disappoint them all, especially Lake. A smile spread over her face, and then she carried four glasses with trays in her hand. But as she turned, she was startled by Alan's vicious stare. The man stood not far from himself, but there was something about her. The sharp eyes seemed to say that Alan knew her, and was full of questions. "Is that you?" asked Alan. Larissa sat still, her brow furrowed. She tried not to be nervous, because if she was nervous then everything would be known, "Me?" Ala
Larissa didn't stop smiling a long time ago, even though her eyes had been forced to shut in cloth by lake, her heart was still beating really hard. His hands clasped his arm affectionately, "is it far?" "No, we're here." They stop moving at the same time. Larissa can hear a lot of noise around her. with lake in public right now. "May I open it? "Demanded larissa. Lake didn't answer, so he took off the cloth over his wife's eyes. Her handsome face turned on a big smile, for she was sure larissa would love the surprise she gave. While larissa batted her eyes a few times, turning to lake, "are we going to eat in this place?" "No," said lake
It's been five days since Alan atkinston was sentenced to life in prison, and the atmosphere has improved. Lake was opening her up again to larissa, she was trying to let go and forget all those bad memories. "Honey," whispered lake, hugging his wife from behind. Larissa was cooking, and she was so distracted by her husband's antics when he was cooking, "hm?" "Let's eat out," lake brought. Larissa's hand movement stopped, she turned to lake with a look of frustration, "I'm almost done cooking, I'm eating at home!" "Come on, I want to show you something," lake begged. Larissa's brow furrowed, she hung her hands on lake's shoulders: "are you
Larissa placed a special coat on her husband for the funeral, and she seemed very devoted to serving him. She was trying to keep lake calm and unemotional, because today is the funeral day for beatrix. One of his hands gently strode the lake's jaw, "I believe you can control yourself." Lake's silent. From the look of her, he still expressed sadness and depression. Since yesterday, he hasn't said a word to his wife. "After returning from the funeral, will you go straight to the court? "Asked larissa. Still the same, no answer at all from lake. It hurt, when lake inhabited larissa even more at a time like this. However, the beautiful 26-year-old woman kept trying to understand her husband's condition, convinced that lake only needed time to adapt to all this.
Alan stayed where he was, then he looked back. Lake was already there, and some of his suspects were pointing a gun at him. Instantly he dropped the gun in his grasp, his body went limp. While alferd ran and hid behind the lake, "son, help me. He wanted to kill me, he killed my wife. "No. I didn't do anything, he did..." "Enough! All the evidence was against you, and now give it up. I'm sending you to prison for what you've done, "hiss lake. "You have to listen to me, lake! I didn't do anything, "Alan. "Son, I beg you. Imprison him, otherwise he will kill you and aleda! I'm afraid that will happen, "force alferd with tears. Alan's hands ar
When alferd went out from under him, Alan's body suddenly began to tremble. He remembered what happened when he was ten. When alferd stabbed a woman so savagely, it was also the scene where the devil killed a pair of sea creatures that he had obtained from the famous coast of London. Alferd, he tortured those two creatures mercilessly for their tears. He made a fortune, after getting his hands on those two creatures. When Alan reflected on the incident, he did see the mermaid's tail. One tail is huge in bright blue, while the other is a darker gray in smaller sizes. Her hands were firmly attached, and she remembered the color of larissa's tail and the fins that alferd had brought along, mumbling, "her parents?" Realizing that, she ran hard to make her way to larissa. But all he got was pain. His
Aleda entered the house with Beatrix. The woman tried to calm her emotionally troubled mother with Alan, who knew for a fact that Beatrix on Lake never failed her. However, they would stop there as they tried to enter Beatrix's room. There stood the figure of Alferd Atkinston staring at each one of them. "Where have you been?" "I want to rest," said Beatrix as she goes. But her wrist was held by Alferd, "I'm asking you." "And I'm not in the mood to argue," retorted Beatrix as she threw Alferd's arm down. Now, that guy looks angry. He's upset by his wife now
Alan turned around, his brow furrowed as he saw Lake's presence behind him. Still, his face remained flat as if nothing had happened. "Lake—" Lake approached Larissa and took over her hand, hissed at Alan, "Explain what you mean." "She's the woman who saved me," Alan retorted. "And you want more from her?" lining Lake with burning eyes, "Is that you don't know yourself!? You should thank my lady for saving your life! But you want more from her? fuck." "Lake, please calm down," pleaded Larissa. Alan smiled sideways, "Don't I have to say that?"
Larissa is making drinks for Beatrix, Alan, Aleda and Lake in the kitchen. The woman is preoccupied with her activities, which enable her to brew a fresh flavor for Lake family. She didn't want to disappoint them all, especially Lake. A smile spread over her face, and then she carried four glasses with trays in her hand. But as she turned, she was startled by Alan's vicious stare. The man stood not far from himself, but there was something about her. The sharp eyes seemed to say that Alan knew her, and was full of questions. "Is that you?" asked Alan. Larissa sat still, her brow furrowed. She tried not to be nervous, because if she was nervous then everything would be known, "Me?" Ala
"Today I'm going to visit Lake's new house!" Aleda exclaimed. "Can you come? Lake hasn't introduced the lady," ask Beatrix. "Of course, you should come. Mom will be so surprised when he sees such a beautiful woman in Lake's house. Oh, god, even her countenance exceeds that of the Greek goddess," praise Aleda. "I became impatient. What about Alan? You'll come, won't you?" bargain Beatrix. Alan was quiet, his face flat as usual. His stiff body leaned against the wooden chair, and looked at his mother, "Shall I come?" "Ih. You should come, Alan. The house was huge, and there was even a homemade Lake in the backyard. Mom