Blind Lost Her Trances

Chapter 1

DONNA JEAN V. LODIVERO'S POV

"DJ Donna, what am I going to do? My boyfriend was angry with me because I made his cousin jealous! I didn't know that girl was his cousin!" I scratched my eyebrows when I heard his complaint. It's a simple problem but it's difficult for them to give a solution. Because doubt precedes them.

We are on air now and I have my own confession booth. My Brother Daizo Hart himself gifted it to me while I was still in the dark world and he was still working on my surgery.

Yes, I'm blind and I've been like this for several years but I'm used to it. That even sometimes my operation was not successful but I never lost hope of seeing again.

Because I still believe that I will also be given a chance to see the beautiful scenery in the world. I want Brother ​Hart to be the first one I see. My dearest older brother and my only big brother.

I was still in high school when our parents died in a car accident and I was one of the victims of that accident. But I survived because it wasn't my time yet. That's when I woke up from coma, all I could see was darkness.

IIl Brother wasn't by my side, maybe I wouldn't have been able to handle it and then he's still thankful because he said I didn't leave him and I still fought death.

It was difficult at the beginning, because who can get used to seeing nothing but darkness? I did have a hard time but Brother Hart supported me and for him I can handle it. As long as he is by my side, I will continue to fight.

"DJ! What else?! I can't live without my boyfriend!" I was startled because I heard the voice of one of my listeners again. Because I fall into deep thought.

"Brother, behave," I said weakly to my brother when I heard him refrain from laughing.

Really, oh. My older brother will only listen and then laugh at my harty's complaints. How about it, he has never been in love even once. He would rather take care of me than have a girlfriend.

He will be an old man if he doesn't find a woman to love because I have no plans to let him go. That's just a joke. My brother deserves to have a family that he can love besides me.

"What did your boyfriend's cousin do that made you so jealous of him, Harty?" I asked.

Harty 10.3 is the station of my booth because I want it to be my brother's name, because he is the reason why I became a DJ and we also have our own studio and once again when we invite a singer we also have a bus. Of course, we have our own dbrother Hart is because he is a doctor. He is also busy sometimes but he never lost time for me. Because I am his first priority. I am 24 years old but he treats me like a child.

"Dj Donna, I'm only slightly jealous. It's not really flashy," he added, accompanied by a really loud sniff.

I looked in Kuya Hart's direction, even though I can't see him, I know his right place and I can still meet his eyes. That's why sometimes it's not obvious that I'm blind.

My fingers moved to press a button and without us being heard. Because I will visit Kuya Hart.

"Brother Hart, eh," I said.

"He said he wasn't jealous, baby girl. Because he said it was only slight but he was screaming on the other line and still crying."

"Brother! Don't laugh! Maybe later on, you will be even more jealous of your future girlfriend. You'll see! I'll be the first to laugh at you!" I threatened but as if my brother would take it seriously.

"That won't happen, Jean. I don't know the word jealousy," he denied. He is really strong. Since he doesn't even have a girlfriend yet. Psh.

I also pressed it again so that I could answer something to the woman. "You know, Harty. You wouldn't really be jealous of your boyfriend's cousin if he didn't do something bad-"

"It was just a hug and they were really close!" he answered me. Oh...didn't let me finish talking.

"Ka-harty, jealousy is a part of our lives, especially in love life, but you must always remember that jealousy has its proper place and if it is not in time, everything will be really complicated. All you have to do with your boyfriend is let him relieve his temper with you and wait for him to be the first one to go to say hello," I said in a long litany.

"He's really angry, DJ..."

"What did you do to make him angry?" I asked her again.

"I told her to go with her cousin and we're going on a break!" he shouted and I felt my senses.

"That's what I'm saying that jealousy has a place. If we are jealous, don't let the word separation come out of our mouths. Even if you just said it out of spite, it can still end up in a real divorce. Always remember, Harty friends. Even if the word break-up is a joke, it's still not good. Sometimes it becomes painful emotionally because it seems that the hastily saying those words seems to immediately ignore your feelings. Ka-Harty, let's not exaggerate the one small thing you are arguing about," I promised at length and I reminded them all one after the other before I said goodbye.

I played a song that the girl requested earlier and somehow the weight in her chest disappeared. She said that she should just wait for what I said that her boyfriend would come to greet her. I am not wrong in my predictions. Because everything I say has come true.

"Eat first, Jean." I just started my wheelchair and I felt someone stop it to fix it in place.

I immediately grabbed the spoon. My brother didn't make me feel that I was useless. Because he also trains me in everything.

Kuya removed my hair that was blocking my face so that I could eat properly.

"Thank you, Brother," I thanked. Brother Hart cooked caldereta.

Our bus has a mini-kitchen and also a mini-bed. That sometimes we sleep here but it's necessary only in a place where the police won't catch you. But my older brother is very connected to his superiors.

"Zed, come on first. Eat here first," he begged our driver who was my brother's friend. I forgot to call him to eat our dinner. Yes, it's just dinner time.

I felt him slowly walk towards us and he sat next to my brother.

"Aren't you stressed, Jean?" Ate Zedian asked me. She is a woman and Kuya Hart intended to take her so that I would be comfortable as well.

"Not at all. I'm used to it, eh," I answered while slowly eating.

They are both the same age and Ate Zed is not really a driver anymore. Because he is also a writer, he said that being his driver is only a part time job because he wants our bus to always roam.

"Who can't get used to it, how many years has he been like that?" brother promised.

"He doesn't know how to be jealous, Sister Zed," I said.

"It's like that when you're not in love, Jean," he agreed, making me frown.

"Eh, is that you?"

"Neither. Is jealousy eating him, DJ Donna?" he asked amused and I frowned even more.

"Oh, maybe you and brother don't feel jealous because you really have a secret look at each other that you both don't obsess over other people!" I exclaimed and I just heard something that seemed to fall on its plate. sister Zedian coughed one after another.

I grinned because my guess and the atmosphere I felt around us were still right. When did I make a mistake?

I've been really feeling this for a long time but I only said it now because they agreed. Is jealousy really edible?

"Damn, are you okay, Zedian?" brother asked worriedly.

"I'm..."

I was still eating with a smile and I knew that they were both staring at me.

"Brother, Sister. It's not good if we hide our feelings. Because we might get caught, we'll regret that we didn't convey that to someone when he found someone else. But you said you don't know the word jealousy because you have feelings for each other. You see that no one person can enter your life. The question is... How long will you be like this?" I asked and they didn't answer.

Donna Jean V. Lodivero, 24 years old and I became a teacher in coming to love, a DJ and in my dark world I delivered good lessons, love life of others. But believe me, I still have no experience when it comes to love. But I believe that the day will come when I will also meet someone and feel that love.

MIKO S. BRILLIANTES' POV

but when I was reading the email I received 15 minutes ago it was from Del Labiba's Hotel branch and they will have a new project. They chose our firm.

I know the del Labiba family because they are also one of our firm's business partners. Grandpa himself knows about it, because the owner is also his friend. What surprised me even more is that they wanted to personally get Mikael to handle their new project but why? Why Mikael? I was shocked because why would they choose our youngest brother to handle their project?

I thought about it and I knew that was a good idea for Mik. But I'm also just wondering why del Labiba chose my brother? Instead of my other cousins ​​and siblings?

I can't either, because I also have a project to handle that Kuya Markus gave me. When our other older brothers also find out, they will not agree. They don't want Mikael to work for someone else. They are that strict. It's time for Mikael to be independent in his work.

I want the best for my sister-yes, girl. She is a woman even though we are not allowed to have a female member in our clan. But I don't believe with our own beliefs. That's not true.

It's just a secret about his personality and it's only Mommy who hides it, but because Mikael and I are only a few months apart, I feel close to him.

It was just an accident, eh. When we were young, his stomach hurt. I was worried about her. So, I went to her room and there Mommy was taking care of her and I saw everything. Of course I was surprised but that was not bad news for me.

I became stricter with the children around him and became his overprotective older brother. Something that our older brothers didn't do. I just wanted to protect Mikael so I didn't leave his side.

I typed on my laptop keyboard and answered their email. I immediately agreed even though I hadn't asked my younger brother about it yet. He will not refuse when I want him to handle the project.

Our unit is in the same condominium. I meant it too. I woke up early and got ready then went to Mikael's condo. I know his passcode.

I went straight to his kitchen because I had gotten used to cooking our breakfast. We eat together, eh.

"Good morning, Mik," I greeted her as she entered her dining room. He has also fixed up and is ready for his work.

"Good morning, Kuya," he said smiling and sat down. My cooking is also ready. I'm just waiting for him.

I only cooked fried rice, bacon, omelet and scrambled eggs, mango juice and coffee. He likes coffee.

I brought his plate closer to him and spooned him more. I was always like this to her because she was the only girl in our family.

"I received an offer. Our new client, Mik," I said and he glanced at me.

"What is that, Kuya Miko? Are you and Kuya Markus under?" he asked not paying much attention. He was just focused on what he was eating.

To be honest, I really feel sorry for him, eh. Just because of the belief of our clan, he has to pretend to be a man too just so that Dad, especially Grandpa, won't reject him.

Mikael is smart and he does his impersonation well. It doesn't matter if he fools us, I will cover him up and do everything to really protect him. I love my sister so much, even if she is also an outside child, I don't care anymore. He's my brother, eh.

But I hope one day will come when he can do everything he wants and he will be free. He's not just tied to us.

"New project and they have chosen a new engineer. You are the one they want to hold and you have become exclusive. You will not accept any offers from clients unless the construction is finished," I explained, stopping him from eating. Only then did I pique his interest.

"Yes? What project is that? And who is our client?" he asked in surprise.

"Del Labiba, Mik. We met the CEO yesterday. Remember that?"

"How did it happen, Brother? Why did I become the exclusive engineer of Del Labiba?" he asked me with a frown. Did I say that he will be surprised when I tell him that.

To Be Continued....

Chapter 2

"There's a new project that Del Labiba will build and you are one of their head engineers. Their project is a hotel, Mikael," my explanation as I chewed bacon.

"Why not you?" he asked in shock. Eh, he was also recommended. I don't know why. Maybe because the CEO also met him? "How are you brothers?"

I knew it. He is more concerned with our older brothers than accepting this project. Why are those strict?

Because the job that they will give to our youngest must go through them first. If it was brother Markus, I would understand. Because even the project that is given to me will go through him.

"I'm working on a project at this moment, Mik. There is no engineer available in our firm and only you. Brother can't do anything, because this is a big project. Mik," I promised. Even if that's not true. When has our firm had an unavailable engineer? That is impossible. And another thing is that our other siblings can't really do anything else when it's up to me to decide. "It's time to use your wings. This is your chance to do what you want. Work with them and be happy. As of now, first loosen your ties to us, to Brother. As long as I'm here and I won't leave you," I said smiling. I looked at him and he almost cried. "Brother loves you, Mikael. If everyone, the world has abandoned you, brother is here for you," I added.

"T-Thank you, Brother. I love you," he said and I saw the tears fall. A girl, she's still emotional.

I stood up from my seat and went to her. To hug her back. "I love you, too Mikael. brother loves you, always remember that," I reminded him.

"You ready, Mike?" I asked her.

"Yes, Brother," he answered and grabbed his brown leather shoulder bag.

"How handsome we are, ah?" I joked with him and I even managed to hug him.

Because we are the same age, they let Mikael and I out as twins. It's not hard to pretend because I can keep an eye on Mik better, eh.

"I don't know about you," he just said as we left his unit. We are walking towards the parking lot. Even though he has his own car, I still prefer to see that he can get there safely. "Why did you go with me, Brother? Well, I have my own car."

"I want my brother to go with me even if it's just in the car," I laughed and he just shook his head.

When we arrived, I got out of my car. "Good luck, Mik!" I cheered her up and she laughed.

"Thank you, Brother. Be careful," he said as I hugged him tightly.

"My next project is in Palawan, Mik. So be careful here, okay? Brother will board the ship," I said goodbye to him so he would know that.

"Keep safe, Brother," he said.

"You too," I promised and approached him to kiss his forehead. I know he was surprised because I don't often do this to him but I don't know why I did that.

I just feel that there's something off. I took a deep breath and looked at Mikael before I got into my car.

Just then my cellphone rang and I saw Brother Markus calling me. I also told him my plan. I hope that instead of scolding Mikael, he will just support him.

"Hey, Brother?" my answer.

"What did you do, Miko?" he asked me. My mouth just dropped.

"Brother, you are too serious. Do you think you can beat your ex-fiancée by being serious?" I asked teasingly. "Leave Mikael alone, Kuya Markus."

He and Theza baby are also separated. It's because my brother is confused, eh. Psh.

"What I mean is why did you take the project in Palawan? Pull that out, Miko," he promised firmly.

"I meant it, Brother. So that Mikael doesn't depend on me anymore. Brother, while I'm gone, protect him. I feel like I'm going to be gone for a long time, eh," I said. I don't even know why I feel different now.

"Miko."

"Brother, Mikael is so precious to me... She's the only girl in our family. I know you know that, right?" I asked to be silenced by him from the other line.

"Alright, just please be safe. If you don't promise me that, I will strangle you myself."

"I promise you, Brother. I will attend your wedding with Theza baby," I said with a smile. I'm confident that I told him that too, but why isn't he surprised that I already know something about Mikael, right? brother really, oh. "Alright, Brother. I'm going to hang up. I love you, ah!"

"Your mother's," he said which made me laugh.

"That's why Theza left you because of your behavior, eh. Sorry."

I Don't know why I feel this way. As if something is going to happen, something is really wrong. I just don't know what that is. I don't like this when I go to another place just because of my work.

So I just asked Brother Markus not to leave Mikael. I hope he will protect her while I'm gone. Because I can't forgive myself if he gets hurt. I'm his older brother so I have to protect him.

She can handle herself but she is still a woman and I know she has a soft heart too. He takes courage only from me.

But at that time I wanted to stop going and I just followed what my older brother said but I didn't pay attention to that. It is also for our youngest. In order to stand, he must learn to stand on his own feet.

Nothing unusual happened when I arrived at the port heading to Palawan. The nervousness in my chest lessened a bit. I got out of my car and typed on the keyboard to call Brother Markus but suddenly something hit my neck.

I almost lost consciousness because of the intensity of the pain when I was beaten. I also fell to the floor. My vision started to get dark until I couldn't take it anymore, the darkness completely consumed me.

That's not the only thing that happened to me because when I woke up, I was also hit hard by the hands of men with their faces covered. I don't know them and it's even harder to know them because of their arrangements.

They beat me several times and they targeted my leg. I felt like a bone was broken in my right leg. They only stopped hurting me when they saw that I was weak and didn't have the strength to fight.

I just felt like they dropped me in a trash can. Its fishy smell echoes. My eyelids were heavy and the numbness of my body made me crawl.

I thought it was the end of me at that time but I still felt a small light so I did everything. I crawled even though I was still struggling.

"H-Help! H-Help me..." I uttered and managed to stand up then I stopped a car that was approaching my direction.

I'm not even sure if they are still the people who left me in this place but I still took the risk. Maybe not either. Until it stopped and that's when I fell down.

After a while I heard a woman's small voice. Honestly speaking, they have been talking for a while now but I can hardly hear them anymore.

"Stay away from him, Jean!" I heard his shout and a series of footsteps approaching me.

"Jean! Get inside!"

"Jean! This might just be a trap!"

"No, Brother... He needs our help!" I just felt someone lift my head and make me lie on his lap. Its palm was soft when it landed on my cheek. I can also inhale its sweet fragrance.

"Donna Jean! Why are you so stubborn?!"

"Jean, come on! Let's just report it to the police!"

"Brother, he has a wound... T-Just help him!" it shouted. I don't know why he is like this, that he still wants to save me.

In fact I understand the people he is with now. They could see that I was not in a good condition and that my body was full of blood even on my face.

They're right, nowadays it's hard to really trust someone. Especially if this is how you see the scene.

"Just what if he turns out to be a bad person? Jean!"

"Alright, Big Brother! Let's save him!"

"No!"

"Hold on...please. We'll go to save you..." Those were the only words that came out of his mouth and I lost consciousness again.

I no longer felt any danger because of his soft voice and at that time I wasn't sure if my heartbeat had returned to normal. Because it beats one after the other as if someone is chasing me too.

DONNA JEAN'S POV

"WHEN are we going back to Pangasinan, Brother?" I asked my brother. Once we ate our breakfast in the morning.

Because that's where we really live and not here in Manila. We also take our bus with us every time we go abroad.

We only came here to Manila because of my brother's promotion at the hospital. The main branch of the hospital where he works is here. He didn't want to leave me there because he said I didn't have anyone with me even though Ate Zed was there. So it has gone bad in no time. Another thing is that it is also an orphan.

"Why? Do you really want to go home with us?" he asked to which I quickly nodded.

"Who doesn't, Brother? Our house is over there, no. Besides, I'm more used to moving there. I've mastered it," I answered and I just felt him caressing my head.

"We'll go home soon. Don't you want to go here? I'll take you with Zed, Jean," he said just to remind me of what happened last night.

"Could you be the one with Sister Zed's date, Brother? I'll just be there at the orphanage first," I said and I just heard her hissing. "I know you have feelings for him, eh. You're just too shy to say it."

"Jean?"

"Why older brother?" I replied.

"You're such a talkative child," he just said and playfully tapped my forehead. I snorted.

"He's a brother, huh."

"But are you sure you don't want to go anywhere before we go back to Pangasinan?" he asked.

"Uhm... I want to eat cake here and then coffee. Let's go? Let's take Ate Zed with us." He laughed suddenly. I don't know what the reason is.

"Cake with coffee? It's not good to eat those two at the same time, Jean," he said even though I couldn't see him I knew he was shaking his head.

"But I want that, Kuya Hart," I insisted.

"Okay, baby girl," he simply said.

After our breakfast, he immediately told me to get ready so we could leave. I just dress slowly. But if in this case Kuya Hart's patience is really long.

Just a few minutes ago, my brother knocked on the door of my room. We are staying at his condo now.

"I'm done, Brother," I said and walked towards the door. It opened and I immediately felt him touch my elbow. One of his hands was also resting on my back. "Where is Ate Zed, Brother?" I asked him as we were leaving.

"That's where you want to go," he answered.

"How about you just take me there? Then you and Ate Zed just buy me the cake and coffee I want?" my suggestion to him.

"I think you just want Zedian and I to be apart of each other," he said to which I just smirked.

"It's up to you if you just try to date her, Brother. There's nothing stopping you, huh."

"Yes. You really know a lot, eh. After all, you're a DJ," he commented.

But we didn't just go to the orphanage because of another café. He said he wants me to eat what I want right here. He ordered strawberry cake and iced tea.

"Hi. Have you been here yet?" Speaking of Ate Zed, he has also arrived. My brother never picked him up. Because this one also prefers to go here alone.

He also doesn't want me to be left here alone. Also because of my condition.

"You're just on time, Zed," answered my brother.

"Nope, Sister. I'm about to finish the cake I'm eating," I said.

"Hmm, you're right," he said simply.

"What do you want, Zed? I'll order for you," said my brother.

"Brother, after this you will take me to Ate Zed's place of origin, okay?"

"Where I come from." Ate Zedian even laughed. "Why do you want to go there, Jean?" his question.

"It's okay, Sister. I just want it," I promised weakly. "Then you and Kuya Hart will come back here, Sister. Go on a date-"

"Donna Jean!" I just gave the peace sign and started eating again.

"Leave your brother alone, Daiz." Even he passed by with laughter.

To Be Continued....

Chapter 3

"Are you okay here, baby girl?" my older brother asked me. When we got to the orphanage. I prefer it here because there are many children to be with me and I also want brother and sister Zedian to go solo. You are not always with me.

"Yup. Thank you for this, brother" I promised because he even gave the children something to eat. He even took out cake, and drinks.

"No worries, baby girl. Let's go." I even felt him kiss my forehead which made me smile. He's really like this when he says goodbye to me. He still has a kiss. So I'm really happy with him, eh.

"Be careful, Brother," I said.

"Of course, I'll get back to you, Jean," he said. He caressed my cheek then he turned away from me. "Sister, my brother is here. Please just look after him for me," he said goodbye to a nun. I just shook my head. Ever since he's been like that every time I come here. I am still begging others.

sister Kedian is also the sponsor of this orphanage. The nuns here know them but there is also a founder.

"Alright, Doc. We will take care of your brother," I heard him promise softly. Then held my hand.

"Thank you," I thanked him because he was guiding me to the right place.

"You really are a beautiful child, hija. It's a pity that you were deprived of the higher vision. Let it also give you hope to see again," he said. I can't help but smile because it gives me motivation to have hope again. But I haven't lost it yet.

"I always pray," I said and he helped me sit down.

"Children, all of you come to your sister because she has brought a lot of cakes," she invited the children and I heard their noises as if they were all excited too. There were also those who said yes and were very happy with what it revealed.

"My brother bought it, you know?" I asked them smiling.

"Yes sister!" they shouted at the same time.

These children are also deprived of a good life-the complete family. Because they no longer have parents to take care of them. The one who will guide their growth. They grew up in a different home but I know if they reach the right age then they will venture outside the home that accepted them without hesitation and they will face reality.

I am good and lucky because I have an older brother. He became my eyes so I could really handle all the trials that came in my life.

Even though I can't see them, I'm smiling too. If only I could watch them, but it's enough for me just to hear their smiles and how happy they thank me.

I felt that a girl sat next to me and I turned to her.

"Sister, your palm is mine," he said to me. I frowned. Because what will he do with my palm?

"Huh?" I asked confused.

"I'm Lucca, I'm 12 years old, Sister," she introduced me. I smile at her. He will only live here for six years.

"Sister Donna, that's what you call me, Lucca. Your name is beautiful," I said and I reached her face. I wanted to caress him but he just held my hand. My right palm is already particular but he still looked at the left.

"Sister Donna, you are still lucky even though you always see only darkness," he said. I nodded.

"Maybe it's because of my brother, right? And I'm also busy with something good," I said. But I frowned because how could he say that I'm still lucky despite being blind?

"Do you believe that I can see a person's destiny, Sister?" he asked just to make my body hair rise. I do not know why. What he said to me was strange because even though he was just a child, I feel that he has the ability to see a person's destiny.

"There's nothing to lose if I don't believe you, right? What do you see in my palms, Lucca?" I will ask.

"Sister, our life is not just fun. There are also ugly experiences, pain and sadness are twinned with it. You are lucky with the people you meet and have met. You have three boys, who love you very much," he said and my eyebrows crossed.

"T-Three boys?" I asked in surprise and felt him nod.

"He was the first man to give you legs and eyes. How can you also have feet when you can't see anything, Sister? It's because of that one man that you are here right now by my side and talking to me," he made it clear to me that now I understood.

brother Hart is the first man he refers to but who are the second and third? And love me so much?

"Um, done?" I asked with interest. I want to know what he sees as my fate.

"The second, like the world you live in now, Sister. You will see him there and he will come into your life when you least expect it. This second man whose love for you is like no other but he will also drive your early death," he said seriously and my body trembled.

Why? Why did he say that? Isn't he just wrong? Should I believe that? But like I said earlier, I have nothing to lose if I believe him.

An early death?" I stuttered and my heart beat faster.

"You have fought with death once and I know you will survive. The third is the one who will give you light but he chose the wrong love. Sister, with her you will experience a living princess but she cannot match the love of the second man. He will treat you more than a queen. He will save you from danger even if it is his life. The last two men will play a big role in your life, Ate Donna. You may be happy at first but it won't last long. You will also push towards the death of the second man. Please prepare for what will happen in the future and I hope you choose the one who really deserves it. If you know it's dangerous, don't force it and let it go immediately because you'll regret it in the end," he promised at length.

The nervousness in my chest has not disappeared. His voice was serious and he wasn't really joking. It's like an old man in front of me now.

"Can I avoid that? What can I do?" I will ask.

If I'm going to meet two more boys besides my brother and my life won't be good with them, it's better not to. I'd rather avoid my fate. Those men would only bring me harm, even though that one's love was strange.

He said the second man would drive me to my early death. But I'm the same with him.

The third will give me light? What does that mean?

"Just follow what your heart tells you, Sister. But fate is what we do but we can't avoid it. Because, Sister. You will take three lives," he said and I felt his smile. That's a good idea, huh?

"Huh? I will take three lives? What is that?" I asked confused again and he squeezed my hands.

"If you avoid your fate and choose not to meet the two men, nothing will happen in your life. We may be able to stand on our own two feet but it still needs someone's help. Sister Donna, your life is full of happiness but there is still pain, hardship, longing and sadness. One of those two men will be with you for the rest of your life-that is if you can stand the test that will be given to you. Just don't lose hope." That's when I smiled and I didn't feel nervous anymore. That's enough for me.

"But I'm curious, Lucca. What do you mean by the three lives I will lead? Oh, do I have such a life that I can resist my early death?" I asked and I heard her breathing deeply.

"Actually, Sister Donna. You will bring four, really four."

"Huh?"

"But the three lives will come first. It's just that you will bring them temporarily and be with them," he meaningfully promised.

"Lucca, I don't understand anything anymore," I said.

"I'll just give you a clue," he said to which I immediately nodded.

"Those three lives. You're not the only one who gave them their own lives." It seems that he is referring to a person and who could that be? "You, Sister. They will treat you like a fragile ornament, loved more than themselves. It will be treated like you are also the most important person in the world. Above all, Sister Donna. They are the lives that you will lean on and they will not leave you no matter what happens. So don't avoid your destiny."

I didn't understand much but at least I was enlightened so I was able to smile at him sweetly.

"Thank you, Lucca. Everything you said makes sense," I promised with a smile.

"Later, when you go home, Sister. When someone asks you for help, don't hesitate to help. Those in need are blessed by heaven and so are those who have springs inside them who help others." He even has a really weird saying.

"I'll keep that in mind, Lucca," I agreed.

"It's him, Sister."

"What is that?"

"There will be traffic later where you will pass. Because an accident will happen. So take a shortcut," he said. The horror returned to my body. But I also have doubts, is what he said true? Because I will believe him without a doubt in my heart when he proves something. "Do you have any doubts about me, Sister?" he asked which I quickly shook my head.

"Nothing. I believe you even though I'm still confused," I said.

"Don't you know how to play the flute, Sister?"

"H-How did you know?" I asked in surprise. No one knows that. But only my brother.

"You carry that with you wherever you go, Ate Donna. Later, an important person will come. Give him a song that will remind him of the one he loves the most, Ate. Go ahead, Sister. I'm going to rest," he said goodbye and kissed me on the cheek. I sighed.

I just sat in my seat for a few minutes and tried to remember what he said earlier. It all makes sense. I put my hand in the pocket of my pants.

That girl was right. I always carry the flute with me because it came from my Mom and brother Hart. He gave it to me because I also wanted to learn to play it. I'm not disappointed because I already know how to play.

I move my finger and it looks for the little star engraved on it. It's just the right length to fit in a pocket.

I admit that sometimes I really lose hope of seeing again. Because even though Kuya Hart is doing everything, nothing is happening. Surgery money is not a problem for us because we inherited a business from Papa and Mama.

That's just eyes-transplant. That's the problem my brother and I have because even though there are many people on the waiting list. I also don't want it if we go to the States because my brother has a business to leave behind. I still prefer to see and recover from it.

I brought the flute to my lips. I took a deep breath before I started playing. I smiled as I felt relief in my chest. This is one of the things that gives me peace in my heart. Also gives me peace of mind.

Maybe I'm just thinking about those things that seem hopeless because I'm just stressed. We cannot avoid that thing.

I get so caught up in the music coming out of my flute that I close my eyes and seem to forget reality until I finish playing. There was still a smile on my lips but it disappeared when I heard applause.

I stood up in no time because I felt someone's presence. It's very heavy but I don't feel anything. Like he's a good person.

"You know I rarely see a woman who knows how to play the flute," she said, just based on her voice she was old. But it's still cold that the way he speaks seems to have authority.

"I only use it once in a while-"

"Especially if you're thinking deeply? Do you have a problem that is difficult for you to solve?" he asked and I nodded involuntarily. I returned to my seat. "Why do we always have problems?" he suddenly asked.

"That is also one of my questions, Sir. Why do we always have problems? One is not even finished, there is another," I said.

"Because the problem is part of our lives. Without problems it is not fun." My eyebrows meet.

To Be Continued...