THE FORGOTTEN LOVE On The Train

THE FORGOTTEN LOVE On The Train
A Fatiguing Day


"This is my ticket! My ticket is not lost?! Holy hooch! My ticket!" the driver was surprised. Leyka was more surprised. Apparently due to his own carelessness, Leyka did not eliminate his ticket. During this time he accuses Valentino, who bumps into him and removes his ticket.


"Val--Is our meeting DESTINY?" leyka looked at her ticket. His tears glistened, he recalled the words of Valentino.


If you realize this is part of Fate then run to me, Ley..


"Sir! Turn around and back to Jo'burg Station! (Sir! I beg you, turn around and go back to Jo'burg Station)" When you see Leyka's turn sign, you order the cab driver to return to Johannesburg station. There are still 10 minutes left and Leyka has to go back to meet Valentino. He will convince Valentino to make it down.


While Valentino was massaging the base of his nose with his eyes closed, his head was leaning against the back of the sofa. His memory returns at the first meeting on this train. Valentino's heart started to fret. Happiness is also her quarrel with Leyka decorate her mind, even lust and passion when making love just crossed her.


A song was finished and replaced with another song. An intro he was very familiar with. Valentino recognized the song, his heart slashed. In the Solitude that pounced on him at this moment, the song represented him.


"Soledad (lonely; Spanish)- That's who I am" Valentino smiled with a grin, he snorted with tears when he heard the song Soledad from the worldwide boyband in play. Westlives. Shit!! inner Valentino.



Soledad is a Spanish word meaning solitude, actually describing sad solitude. Solitude tends to be silent and slices the heart. Loneliness because of loss. Loneliness gives birth to emptiness. The solitude that makes Valentino misses him even more. The song continues to spin increasingly stabbing Valentino's heart.



"Ley, come back please.. Come to me Leyka. Stay by my side" Valentino buried his face in the table in front of him, hitting the table in annoyance. The sadness that he could not cover, Valentino cried with anger. The arrogant and idealistic man was crying over a bar bar girl who was not his type at all. No matter her pride, Love knows well which tears flow for whom, without shame. After all, in that room he was right En Soledad, in Solitude.



Extensive distance, Valentino remembers the momentary story he passed with Leyka. The day was long, beautiful and exhausting. His heart was very happy at the time. Something he never got from anyone, and it hurt him even more than being betrayed.


"I'll give you everything, why don't you, Leyka" she lamented.


"I hate you! Why is my heart and soul hurting so much? Leyka, why do I love you so much! Ohh Shit!!! Get out of my head, Leyka!! Qutlaahh!!" The song hurt her even more, as if talking to her scolded her and drowned her in a vortex of sadness.


*Are you willing to sacrifice for me Val? You pecun*dang! You don't want to sacrifice! You're selfish*!


In her own mind, Leyka was about to scold her, judge her, corner her. Valentino seemed to be haunted by Leyka's words that had never been spoken and never heard coming out of Leyka's mouth so far. But it just came to Valentino and he was more tormented.



"Aarrgghhh, Shiit!! Look at me Leyka! You hurt me!!" he got upset himself and kicked the table. He corrupted everything on the table until he dropped the guidebook on THE BLUE TRAIN. Valentino gasped and stared at the book. And he remembers the first time Leyka entered his room, the beginning of his meeting.


You almost lost my chance to ride this train! Did you know I saved 4 years for this! You just want to hit me and run!.


Don't don't don't you don't have a ticket!


"Stupid! If I don't have a ticket where I can get to the boarding room! Pikir!"


"They're officers and looking for me because I lost my ticket! If you don't want to help me-I'm gonna make a fuss so we're thrown out of The Blue Train, it's in guide book number 7, don't you read it? I'm gonna lose my dreams and memories and you're gonna lose your honeymoon solo"


"Leyka Paquito" hiss Valentino looked at the guidebook.


"How can you memorize it? You think very differently. When people look at the map you memorize the rules. I miss you so much Ley" She grabbed the guidebook while wiping her eyes and nose. He smiled and opened a book that contained rules of order in the car, which there is also a Map of tourist destinations that pass The Blur Train is also a popular destination in South Africa.


Valentino read it slowly and he widened his eyes.


"Regulation number 7?! Rule number 7 is - Throw the trash in its place! Shit!! The leyka!! You said back then that making a fuss would be thrown out of the carriage! You tricked me? Shit!! Fu*ck!! Basic braggart!! Fucking foxh!! You female Demon!! Shit! You fraud!! You must be laughing satisfied now!!" Valentinopun grabbed his jacket and put it on and two suitcases he rushed out of the room. Angry, arrogant, and his anger became one, he felt being played by Leyka.


At first glance he glanced at some figura stuck on the wall of his room. Then Valentino stopped his pace, Valentino smiled then.



OUR LOVE IS LIKE A TRAIN WITHOUT BRAKES, UNSTOPPABLE



EVEN IF YOU'RE ON THE RIGHT TRACK, YOU'LL BE OUT OF YOUR WAY, IF YOU JUST SIT THERE WILL ROGERS.



IF YOUR TRAIN OF THOUGHT DOESN'T GO ANYWHERE, CHANGE YOUR PATH!


Three figurines with train images and writing or "quotes" invited Valentino's attention. He grabbed one of the figurines, and he put it in his suitcase. Valentino left 5000 African Rand money or about 5,000,000 IDR. That is more than enough of the price of a figura quote sold at a souvenir shop. Valentino ran down the corridor for the Blue Train train. Before descending the carriage, Valentino patted the Blue Train symbol and patted it on his chest with a smile. An officer smiled with his thumb.


"Jaag haar (chase him; Africa) !!" exclaimed a black officer who witnessed their separation earlier. The song was still reverberating, still slicing hearts. Valentino sighed deeply then smiled faintly.


"I Love You Pretoria!" Valentinopun ran and the officer smiled with a pat on his own chest. Pat Dada, can be interpreted respect respect respect or amazement there. Valentino kept running as fast as he could.


"My female fox! Just watch! Waitme! Don't leave! I know you're not far!" he muttered while running.


While Leyka entered the station, after paying for the taxi money that drove her, she ran around with her suitcase. He passed through machine after door barrier machine. But he forgot when entering the boarding room Blue Train train departure, did he not have to have a departure ticket that costs a tour ticket? The Blue Train is not a public train.


"Ticket" said an officer at the boarding gate.


"Can you help me? I just wanted to see someone for a little while" Leyka said with a sting as one black officer confronted her to the boarding room of The Blue Train train. One officer for local tourists and one for foreign tourists, is placed at the entrance of the boarding room on the Blue Train train. But the officer for foreign, looks not in place.


"Tiket" said the officer who takes care of the local tourist again.


"I don't have a ticket to Capetown, but I just want to stop somebody! I don't want to go up. I'm new from there! I have to return quickly because otherwise the train will go!!" leyka said in a panic.


"The ticket!"


"Ooh Shit! Does he not know what I'm saying? Does he not speak English? Can this officer only use African? She must not understand my language" Leyka was puzzled as her eyes turned in all directions to ask for help.


"Miss, can I help you?" Leyka was relieved to see one officer who understood her language.


"This is my ticket - Leyka gave me two tickets - this is my old ticket and this is my new ticket, I came from Pretoria a few minutes ago! But I want to go in again, because I want to see someone. Please help me! I'll just tell him to come down! I beg you to help me" Leyka pleaded with her palms and pleaded nicely.


"Miss, your old ticket does not apply. You've changed your schedule here, Jo'burg. You have to buy a return ticket" the officer pointed out at a shopping counter at a travel agency working with The Blue Train.


"But I don't want to go up, I'm just going to meet someone! I beg! Help me! Just for a minute!" leyka's eyes returned glazed, she clasped the officer's hand pleading.


"Sorry Miss, all that goes in is the owner of the ticket. Too bad, I really can't help you" Buntu, Leyka again feel deadlocked. Especially as she listened to Blue Train about to depart, Leyka lost her control. He could not think long and his bar attitude, re-emerged. As the two guards caught their guard off guard, Leyka pushed one of the officers down and ran into the boarding room.


"Excuse me!!! I'm sorry!!" excuse me and sorry he screamed with a run. The base of his thighs increasingly cramped it feels very sore. However Leyka continued to run from the west wing of the departure gate. Chairs, display jars fell scattered, even Leyka hit people to the upside. No matter how much she was scolded by him, Leyka kept running. Of the 6 officers now 10 men split besieging Leyka.


"Oh Shit!!" Leyka reached the doorway and the Blue Train drove slowly, leaving Jo'burg. His tears trickled again, the footsteps approaching him he did not care. His legs trembled and he fell to the floor covered with a red carpet patterned typical of Africa.


"Vaaaaaallllll!!" leyka's cry filled the room, all eyes looking at her and she only resigned as the officers took her.


"Miss, with great regret. We'll take you to the immigration office, give your information there! Sorry you were DEPORTED. For the next 5 years you are forbidden to enter our country!' said the officer who ran Leyka. But Leyka just smiled with tears in her eyes.


"What is Fate!" he laughed but was full of wounds and tears. His chest was tight but it was hard to blow him up.


While on the East side of the arrival door, the same thing Leyka, Valentino also made a mess! While running on the escalator he hit people who passed by, until he was hit by a tourist who was hit by Valentino. In addition to one of the suitcases, the contents were decomposed because of a fall. He also hit an officer until he hit a pole and was injured. Valentinopun was in the midfield by officers and handed over to Immigration.


"Mr Valentino Gallaediev! You're in DEPORTATION! For 5 years you can't go back to Africa! And you will serve your punishment in your country, Italy! You need a great lawyer to get you out!" said an officer handed over Parport and Visanya. Valentinopun was taken to the same place. Immigration Office at Tambo Airport.


"Buckie! It's all because of you!" valentino's grouse wiped the blood coming out from the corner of his lips.


"It's all because of that pecun! Shit! Valentino, may your life not be at peace! Fu*ck!" leyka Mummings.


They had a 6-hour examination. Various procedures and questions and answers they live. In a different room they spend their time in a tiring day.


All their plans failed. Leyka who was supposed to go to Barcelona but instead in Deportation to his home country. Palma Majorca. Valentino, who was waiting for his Invenstor in Capetown, South Africa, had to return to Italy. Because love can lose a great plan. They daydreamed a lot in that room, whatever treatment he received. Blasphemy and mockery from the officers for making a fuss they received in silence.


"How about you, I'll match up with a delinquent who made the same riot as you today, Miss! He was in the isolation room for making our officers faint" the laugh-filled taunts made Leyka tighten her jaw even more.


"Really! He fits you! Troublemakers and riots. And all of that in the name of love! That's stupid!" the other officer also made fun of her with a laugh, Leyka held herself back. His tears dried up, his hands clenched with a pushy look. In his mind only Valentino had gone to Capetown. His heart was slashed, his tongue was getting louder. The same with Valentino, his mind was filled with Leyka who had stepped away to Barcelona.


You won, Leyka..


You won, Val..


Until the time rolls. That afternoon. At the same time, on the same floor. Leyka is in the boarding room of Gate A while stretching far there Valentino is in the boarding room of Gate O. Like Alpha and Omega. A beginning and an end. Love is separate.


The two planes, one to Italy and the other to Spain, were on the same crossing they passed. They were crossed paths, like strangers, but daggers pierced so deep that their hearts fell. The noise of the plane shot up to an altitude of 35,000 feet, the plane separated to its destination. Spain and Italy.


Good bye Val.. I'll be happier than you.. I won't lose to you..


Good bye Leyka.. I admit defeat.. But I will never forget this day.. You will never be happier than me..


They stared at the window of the plane, the sun hiding behind the clouds. The weather is very sunny, shiny yellowing. Dusk will be here soon. They closed their eyes. Today is a tiring day.


Leykaa...


Vaall...


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"Vaaallll!!" screech Leyka with her eyes closed.


"Mommm.. Moomm" That small, warm hand shook Leyka's body shake.


"Vaalla!! Ahhhhhh!!" sweat flooded Leyka's face, until she woke up and sat down. He again dreamed about Valentino, the Italian man who was adorning in his dream.


"Train-


"Mommy, drink" Train took a glass of drinking water from the nightstand, to Leyka's front. The child still rubs his eyes and nose alternately occasionally he yawns. Time shows at 03:00 in the morning Barcelona time.


"Gracias (thank you), Train-Ride. Sleep with Mommy" Leyka said after sipping water and putting a glass on the nightstand. Leyka patted her bed code for Train to climb into her bed, then she spread her arms and Train went into Leyka's arms.


"Si Mommy, de nada (Yes Mommy is the same; Spanish)"


"Did Mommy disturb your sleep?" Leyka smiled and hugged Train. He kissed Train with anxiety.


"Mommy, forgot to close our connection door" Train replied by yawning again.


"Lo siento, Baby (I'm sorry, honey)"


"Si Mommy (yes Mommy)- Umm, did Mommy dream of ghosts again? Mommy always calls Val, siempre cada vez (always at all times)" Leyka smiles and tightens her arms.


"Val-Valak. It's a ghost Mommy hates. He's very creepy. Didn't you ever see the movie with your godmother?" Leyka looked at how handsome her son was.


"Si Mommy, my godmother's scared-Umm, Mommy. Didn't Mommy ever dream of Daddy Toro?" Train began to play Leyka's hair, her eyes were round bluish, as if shining on the balcony lamp whose light passed through the window of her room.


"Mommy doesn't even remember her face - Come on sleep again. Mommy, you're gonna wipe your back" Leyka said, avoiding.


"Mom-Tomorrow tell me again, how Rosemary and Loco tortured you"


"Call her Grandma-she's your Grandma" Leyka smiled and pinched Train's nose.


"No Mommy, my Grandma is just Grandma Dolores, I've never even met Rosemary" Leyka caught Train's hand to stop playing her hair and hugged her.


"As far as you are. You're my crown-son Sleep Baby" kiss after kiss landed again and again on Train's forehead and head. There was pain in his heart, but Train's caress on his cheek made his heart calm.


"Te quiero (i love you), Mommy" Trainpun kissed Leyka's cheek and yawned later.


"Te quiero, Blue Train.. Blue Train's.. Blue Train" with Leyka's closed eyes kissed the child by inhaling the scent of Train's hair, the habit is to smell Train by mentioning Train's name three times, with eyes closed. It was as if he was kissing Valentino in the Son. He stared fixedly at the face of Train who had closed his eyes. Leyka smiled with her heart warmed, her eyes as if they were poignant. He closed his eyes while rubbing Train's back.



Val, I'm happy.. Look, I'm happier than you.. I'm Val's winner.. Your son, is my happiness.. Your son is something bigger that I never expected his presence..


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You understand, if made that film, Leyka rich pain to Train. Rich Titanic movie, rose story and so the picture presented to the audience. This is how I present it to you. Just a click, Train asked for a story of the incident after separation and deportation, that's how you read it. I think it's a light story, because to me a light story is a predictable story. But as you read your comments yesterday, I bersue cucur water cucur manihh, bewok cucur eehhh 🤣🤣