Luccane
Chapter 38: The Perfumed Water of Love

"Close your eyes for a while, it's been a while since we went to the flower garden, hasn't it?"

Hypnotized, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the soft touch of Luccane's fingers on the top of my head.

I miss that man so much that I feel so tortured.

A split second later after Luccane flicked his finger, I already felt a completely different atmosphere instantly open my eyes.

Sure enough, now Luccane and I have been in the flower garden owned by Luccane that I have previously visited.

The fragrant aroma that emanates from various types of flowers in the garden makes me recall the sweet times I had been through with Luccane.

Starting from our first meeting that was quite disturbing, the man's patience in teaching me to do various college tasks that piled up, the softness of attitude and speech Luccane said to me until our first kiss that felt so hard to forget.

All those memories are too precious to me, I will always keep them in my memory and heart until the end of my life.

"When I don't have enough energy to come to you, I'm here hoping to see you again" Luccane said, giving me a beautiful red rose.

"You're here every day?"

"Yes, every day, Visha. I've missed you all this time but I can't do anything because the energy I have is so limited."

"Luccane, can I ask you something?"

I grabbed Luccane's wrist, took the young man to sit with me under the Wisteria tree.

"I will answer with pleasure. Just tell me what you want to ask," Luccane softly replied, looking at me with interest.

"What made you fall in love with me, Luccane?"

Luccane smiled at my question which seemed ridiculous to him.

But Luccane is still Luccane, he always wants to answer my questions even though sometimes I like to ask things that don't make sense.

"Love is implied not implied, so I cannot point to whom I will fall in love. Maybe my answer sounds cliche, but it is. I love you not for a definite reason but I do it sincerely and wholeheartedly" Luccane replied, cupping my face with both hands.

The pair of blue obsidian looked at me fixedly, trying to convince myself of the power of Luccane's love for me that was not playful. The young man really sincerely loved me, it was just that the dimensional difference that made us unable to unite.

Although the love story between me and Luccane was complicated and sad, I never regretted loving that wonderful man.

There was not a single point of regret left in me even though I had to accept the harsh reality that loving a ghostly figure would only hurt myself.

"As usual, you always answer my questions very satisfactorily" my great-granddaughter with her gaze fixed on Luccane's pair of beautiful neutrals.

"That's all because I love you so much, Vishabea. I have no other reason."

"I love you too, Luccane. I may be a fool for loving someone I can't even introduce to my parents, but I don't regret it at all."

Luccane slowly slashed the distance between us, tilting his head slightly to reach my lips until it was finally able to fuse so gently.

Under the shade of the dark sky scattered with stars and befriended the fragrant fragrance of the flowers in this garden, me and Luccane exchanged sweet kisses to each other to deliver the feeling of love each as best they could.

Although the universe will never give us our blessing forever, I still cannot lie to my burning feelings for Luccane.

Luccane's voice sounded so low and gently stroked my sense of hearing, successfully making me intoxicated and only able to reply to his words with a nod.

A sweet smile again charming typical Luccane then imprinted on his beautiful face, increasingly makes me reluctant to separate from him if only circumstances do not force.

"Is there no way we can stay together forever, Luccane?"

"I don't want to do it, Vishabea."

"That means, you know how?"

Luccane nodded. "yes, but I could probably kill you with my own hands."

I raised my head, looking at the beautiful purple Wisteria tree leaves hanging over my head.

My mind now feels very tangled, thinking about the fate of my love that feels very poor and sad.

Why is my love fate so absurd and different from normal people like this?

I don't even know why I have to go through all this.

"You better think about how to make your mom and dad proud. Remember, you had an appointment debt with your father while still in the hospital," Luccane recalled with a wry smile, reminding me of my agreement with Papa the other day.

I laughed insipidly. "yes I know, A grades in all core courses can't come suddenly in my evaluation results later."

If I could ask God what kind of soul mate I wanted, then I would aloud that I wanted Luccane to be my match.

You know what the reason is? Because there's a lot of things in Luccane that I've never gotten from another man I've known in my entire life.

Her sincere affection, patience, gentle and courteous attitude always led to my admiration for Luccane which was indeed very extraordinary.

"Actually I have a request to God that I wish I could make," Luccane said softly as he held my hands together.

I looked at Luccane questioningly.

"What request is that?"

"I want to be able to always look after you until the sun stops rising, Vishabea. I always pray to God even though I know that God may not listen to my prayers. Maybe that's the only thing I can do for you."

I pulled both corners of my lips into a smile even though both my eyes started to tear.

A new cry this first time I felt because of a feeling called love.

Yes, love. A feeling common to a human child but not common to a human being and a ghost like me and Luccane today.

"I'm sure God always has a plan far more beautiful than our own, Luccane."

"That's right, Visha. I know, we're different from every angle and it can never be changed. But I still thank God for bringing us both together."

I think the heavens know how many prayers I have prayed for the good of Luccane and I.

But Lord, may I be a little selfish to hold on for a moment?