Marrying My Brother's Fiancee
EPISODE 237 LOADS AS LIGHT AS COTTON
Winter in Canada, it feels colder this year.
Sarah hugged her coat while sitting in the backyard of the ranch, on a chair overlooking the view of the hill behind her room.
Far away in the distance, pine trees were silvery green, the leftover snow falling last night melted reflected by the twilight light peering orange from the west.
His smile was glistened as Ry and Rei ran around, while Rae followed his two younger siblings like body guards.
"Sister told me, wear a scarf and hand t-shirt, it's so cold." His chatty mouth was nagging spoiled, exactly Raka while being annoyed.
Both of his sisters, according to him, gave up his neck to be tied scarf by his brother, then with great difficulty his brother who was attentive to his sisters, put gloves on both.
Sarah watched the three while grinning, the handsome brother was indeed so possessive if the twins business, although they often fuss but Rae always succumbed in the end.
The giggling sounds of the two girls were immediately crowded, scattering on his mommy.
"Mommy.mommy...Ry wants chocolate." Ry, who was a little more tomboyish than his sister after 5 minutes, Rei, put his elbow on Sarah's lap.The two palms propped his chin with a spoiled face.
"Come to grandpa, he's in the kitchen making chocolate cake with grandma." Sarah looked at the nose of the boy.
"Okey, mommy." Ry immediately stood up straight and grabbed Rei's busy hand with the rope of his coat. After running with their little legs, the voices of the two of them became crowded for a moment.
"Rl... Rei, don't run..." Sarah's voice just disappeared, the two little girls had already disappeared.
"Mommy..." Rae sat on the wooden chair next to Sarah, her eyes sparkling sweetly.
"Hm..." Sarah pulls Rae's coat collar, tidying her son's hair.
"Tante Sally gave Rae this..." Rae took out something in her palm.
"What is this?"
Sarah stared at Rae's tiny open palm, on top of which was a button of a red shirt, about the size of a small coin.
"Tante Sally said that if Rae is lonely, Rae can hold this." That sinless face looked up to her mommy.
Sarah took the button, as her lips opened, staring at the red button. He was stunned by what he saw.
"Because aunt Sally was never lonely again, she gave this to Rae..."
It was a button shirt that he had on when they were kids, when Sally was not even four years old and Sarah left because she had to go to school.
"If you feel alone, hold these buttons tightly. You won't feel alone." Sarah gave him the button by removing it from the shirt he was wearing.
Sarah could hardly believe that the button was still in Sally's storage at this time. The button remained in his grip despite the ups and downs of their relationship. The button was never thrown away by Sally even though she said she hated Sarah with half her life.
"Darling..." Sarah stroked Rae's head gently.
"If aunt Sally gives you this, keep it. This thing is something precious to him, he has given something important to you because he loves you so much." Sarah put the buttons back in Rae's tiny hands.
"Now go, find your brothers, lest they both come out, it will be dark." Sarah patted Rae's cheek which was still staring at her unblinkingly.
The combination of Sarah and Raka's face is absolutely perfect on Rae.
"Ok, mommy." Rae stood up putting the red button on her hand back into her pocket, then turned inside their wooden house with her small steps.
Sarah hugged her own body, the porch light was already on because it was getting dark.
A moment Sally's face passed through her head. This morning Sally said she was with Ricard, her personal psychiatrist, to go to Switzerland, where they would spend the Christmas and new year holidays.
Well, Sally's health has vastly improved in the last three years under the care of the father. And this one year, Sally has returned to full health.
Ricard is Sally's personal psychiatrist, who has been caring for Sally every day, due to the intensity of their relationship Ricard and Sally end up harboring feelings for each other.
The seeds of love cannot be avoided, the affection is slowly nurtured. Ricard's patience and kindness made Sally recover faster than expected.
This year, Ricard takes Sally to a small town called Spiez, a small town on the shores of Lake Thun, surrounded by vineyards and forests, where Ricard's parents are. Papa Ricard was the owner of one of the vineyards there.
They visit Ricard's hometown to bring Sally to her parents.
If there are no transverse arals, they will hold a simple wedding at a small church in the city of Spiez in the summer next year.
The burden on Sarah's shoulders feels as light as cotton now, it feels like all happiness is centered on her. His life felt calm and different, a lot of love was scattered around him.
The wheels are turning, life is not just pain and tears because if we are given trials and sadness then at other times we will receive smiles and happiness.
It's just that, going through all that needs to be an easy process, being strong and confident is the most important thing.
Papa Sarah was also married a year ago to Charlotte, the House's guest manager who was inherited by Sarah's late father. The 45-year-old, who has worked for nearly 15 years with Sarah's father, has one child who is married and lives in another city. She is a kind and caring woman.
Mr. Wijaya felt his life was different, when one paid sincere attention to him, in a simple way. Either Charlotte brews tea and serves cookies in the afternoon or when they walk together checking the stables and picking wildflowers from the edge of the pine forest to simply place them on the guest table.
Happiness can be found anywhere, even in the simplest of places, when you sit on the grass and your loved one is next to you holding your hand and admiring yourself like when he admires the view at dusk.
All that Wijaya did not feel as a man, he found in the motherly Charlotte, who never complained while taking care of Sally in recovery.
"Myk..." A hug around Sarah's neck, her chin on Sarah's left shoulder.
Raka hugged his wife from behind, breaking all of Sarah's daydreams.
"Can you come in for a second?" Ask Raka with spoiled.
"My back hurt after trying to split firewood for the fireplace. Please massage your husband, my dutiful and kind wife..."
"Who told you to split the wood?" Sarah is a manyun, but not yet had Sarah continue her sentence, Raka carried the body of the wife with a quick movement.
"Say, your back hurts?" Omel Sarah, but still resigned to let Raka carry him to the room.
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