Quick note: The story is not good for children, if you are 17 years old or below, or having an unstable mind- exit this right away. Also sorry for the really bad cover.
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"I am sorry ma'am, there is nothing much I can do" A man in a white cloak stated sadly in front of two-person in front of him. The woman started to cry that time and the man stands up looking away and seems too sad.
A younger boy was peeking at the door to see what's happening but failed to understand everything. He looks down at his blood-soaked white shirt that was stained by his own blood due to coughing. He feels dirty and needed to be dressed in clean clothes. Something inside of him still hurts but no tears fell from his eyes and remained in the neutral face.
The boy patiently went back to his seat and waited for his parents to exit the room.
"What does it feels like to be outside?" Five-year-old Sei asked his mother while glancing at the outside of the big window. His mother continued combing his son's hair and didn't say anything. "I read about flowers yesterday, it says it has a very fragrance smell" His mother hum as an answer.
"It says that fragrance of it is always better in mornings" The boy faces his mother. "Why is it better every morning?" He asked earning a soft chuckle from his mother.
His mother smiled and caress his head. "I don't know hun" The boy looks down as a sign of disappointment, "But I do know, it smells so nice that will make you lay in the field and go back to sleep" His mother boop his nose in the last part making him chuckle.
"Do-do" Sei went down to his seat and excitedly jump around. "Do you think, it can cure my disease?" He hugs his mother and looks up at her. "Maybe I can go to school like a normal kid".
His mother rubs the back of his head and sadly smiles. "Just endure it, baby, ok?" His mother kneels to his level and gently combs his hair with his fingers. "You're such a smart boy, I am sure that God will give you what you deserve."
The boy smiled widely at his mother. "God will cure my disease?"
"Yes, just be a good boy and God will give you anything that you wish for"
Sei woke up in the middle of the night with the crashing sound he heard from downstairs. He rubs his eyes try to wake himself up and headed outside of his room. He walks downstairs just to see what happened. Every step he makes the more sound he hears.
Sei stopped in the hall, seeing his mom and dad in the living room. For a five years old kid- he doesn't know what's happening to them. He can hear his father mumbling things to his mother saying something about 'that boy' sounded too angry to his crying mother.
He just stared at his parents until his father left to sleep leaving his mother crying. He stayed there ciphering what's happening.
After that day- the shouting regularly happens even morning or noon. Every time that shouting starts, Sei would just lock himself inside his room and pretend not to exist. In the process, he developed Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder and little by little started to realize what's happening around him.
He developed mental trauma and always wished to be alone. His dream and everything he wished for vanished. He would just stay in his room and never go out.
He started to learn through the internet and refuse to see his father. He mastered many things about the world but refused to see it by his own eyes. Even the feeling of which he fails to recognize emotions and feeding with his obsessions.
"Sei?" His mother opened the door in Sei's room, noticing the boy sitting beside the closed window and looking at the outside's view. There aren't many things to see other than the bush that blocks everything and a big tree. Sei look at his mother fails to show any emotion.
"What?" Sei asked in a robotic tone.
His mother sat down in front of his song with a sad smile and stared at the lifeless view of the outside. His mother took his hand placing a small bouquet of an unknown flower which makes Sei stared at it- not knowing what to do.
"I remember when you are still five," His mother started, caressing Sei's hand with the bouquet. "You always tell me how you would like to see and smell a flower" His mother sadly smiled while remembering it. "You are always fascinated by it".
Sei just stared at it not muttering a single word.
"That's a Yellow Rose," She took one flower out and sniff it. "It's my favourite rose" He stared at it silently admiring a certain yellow fragrance flower. "Beautiful, isn't it?" Sei nods in agreement. "Do you know that in flower language it means friendship?"
Sei looks at his mother. "Flowers has language?" His mother hum and Sei focused his attention on the bouquet again.
His mother pats his head and stands. She left Sei in the room without a single word but glancing again to see Sei staring at the flower.
The next day was quite peaceful for Sei. There's no shouting or even noise that can hear downstairs, maybe it's because his father didn't show up last night. The bouquet from yesterday started to wilt on his table. The petals slowly falling off from the stem and the color become dull yellow with a little fragrance that can be smell.
By noon, he heard a loud and desperate knock on his door. It was his father shouting curses at him. He jumped in surprise and shakily open the door but only earning a hard punch in the face by his dad.
He fell from the floor with vision blurring. A ten years old boy who can't even lift a kilogram of something got punched in the face in full force by a grownup. He coughs some blood while staring at the blurred figure of his dad.
His father was sobbing. "You killed your mother" He cried. That's the only thing that Sei hear before passing out.
At the age of fifteen, Sei was diagnosed with Dissociative Identity Disorder and was being monitored in a certain private hospital.
His father left him thereafter at his mother's funeral that said to suicide in the first-floor bathroom. His father blamed him for his mother's death and never visited him. Thankfully, Mark, his alter, was there to face the people and cheer him up on the brink of depression.
Mark saves him, despite sharing one system- he is happy now that he is not alone anymore and has someone who can understand him.
Sei left his room and went into the hospital garden. It was always his favourite place since he was admitted in the place. Not that the garden looks so lovely but there is a yellow rose bush planted on the walls. He loves admiring it especially every morning where the air is so fresh and moist.
He always feels the bliss that he never felt before in his old house. The freedom he is always wanted and the feeling of having someone to trust and not feeling alone.
"You must really like yellow roses," Said the nurse who was passing by.
He always sees the nurse and Mark favours her. She takes care of both of them in the hospital and gives the care that Sei and Mark both needed.
"Yes, my mother likes them so much" He answered while picking a single flower in the bush and taking a little scent of it in his nose. "Mother said that it means friendship" He unconsciously smiled.
The nurse smiled at him. "Do you know that it also means farewell?" Sei looks at him with curiosity. "It was used in funerals to say goodbye to their love ones"
Sei stared at the power in his hands again. He couldn't help but feel guilty for not ciphering everything earlier- yet he doesn't feel regret. In the first place, his mom was actually bidding goodbye.
In the end, if everything didn't happen then Mark will not be there for him. "Thank you mom" For dying and making Mark. I'm fine now, here now that I have him. Sei looked at the flower and slowly dropping it to the ground. "Farewell now mother".
