Part 10

The moment the trembling hands were placed on the dilapidated gate, the great event, which was deserted by the darkness, began to shine with a golden light. It was changed from a small gate that was repeatedly broken into a gate that was about eight feet high and finished with different patterns of engravings mixed with gold. Unable to imagine what was happening, I again moved a few steps back. A path leading to a divine plane appeared before my eyes as that tall door in front of me suddenly opened.

About two hundred meters away from the open gate was a very beautiful bungalow. No..! It was so exquisite that it looked more like a palace than a bungalow. Instead of the deserted garden that had appeared to the Kassoli bungalow for so many days, at this moment, a divine plane like 'Seruiji bungalow' began to shine brightly in front of these eyes. My strong desire to enter this bungalow was outweighing my fear in my heart by a factor of ten. After a few more seconds have passed, I struggle to put my right foot forward as I start the journey.

The days of spring were appearing before my eyes. All over the large garden were azaleas, lilies, roses, orchids, tulips, daffodils, violets, daisies, and lavender. The blue sky with white clouds is very clear. There were numerous moving water fountains dotted throughout the expansive garden. In the center of the garden, in front of Seruiji's lofty bungalow, was a sizable pond. The chirping little birds sit on the edge of the pond and drink water with their beaks in the pond. Every now and then I see fluffy whites and chicks coming out of the little bushes all over the garden, and they crawl back into the bushes again.

Stepping slowly, I was enjoying this whole event with ten wandering eyes. I arrived at the bungalow. The walls of this large bungalow, finished in white marble color, had been covered with scrolls, adding to its beauty. To enter the main gate of the bungalow, there was a flight of black stone steps ahead. I slowly stepped towards the front gate of the bungalow. The gate, which was divided into two parts that had been closed, opened on both sides as if expecting my arrival, making some noise.

I entered the bungalow with my feet barely touching the ground, and I turned my eyes to the four directions with the same surprise that was not less than a tenth. I descended the flight of stairs to the bungalow's spacious hall one more time. The golden light illuminated the entire bungalow. The tall vases placed all over the hall were full of different kinds of flowers. At the other end of the hall was another large flight of steps, which rose slightly and split again on either side. A string of fluffy white flowers flowed all over the black-coated handle, adding to its beauty. On either side of the stairs leading to the top floor, white wax lamps were lit, giving the impression that the entire bungalow was decorated for an occasion.

Once, as they were taking in the splendor of the bungalow, they were startled by the sound of the beautiful piano playing from upstairs. From time to time, I could hear the soft laughter of a young woman through the piano playing.

"Ti amo... io thi amo mio amore... thi amo io thi amo tantissimo amore.."

(Love... I love you.. love.. I love you so much.)

Instead of the ever-heard piano, she began to say it with great pain. Again and again, I could hear her sneeze. The piano played again as her sobs drifted away.

Is she herself..?'

I whispered to myself.

I suddenly remembered her diary.

'I love you.. I love you today more than yesterday.. More than today, I will love you tomorrow, no doubt..'

I could feel the words in that diary echoing in my visions. I felt a great desire to see her in these eyes. With that much pain in my heart, I had to climb the stairs with the same thought that she was in front of my eyes at this moment. The steps had split into two sides and joined again on the other side. I followed the faint sound of laughter down the empty hallway. I moved past the shops one at a time, stopping at one.

I went to the entrance of the room on my left and looked at her. She still doesn't care about me. With her back to me, she was still playing the piano, humming a beautiful song in a soft voice. Dressed in a deep-plunging, white monkey-length lace gown, she wore a copper-colored tousled hairdo that was clipped to the top of her head. She continued to play and sing romantically for several minutes, but suddenly stopped.

Even if she felt me come..? '

I began to think.

"Why don't you understand me.. I love you so much.. Why are you rejecting me like this.."

"Say.. tell my Enrico.. don't you feel my love, my Enrico.. "

She cries. I recognized that she was shaking while covering her face with her hands, seeing that shoulder that was rising and falling from time to time.

So, I don't need any more evidence to recognize that this is her. Of course, it is now completely clear that this is her. Feeling unable to see her tears anymore, I stepped next to her. Paintings covered the walls of this room, except for the large bed with a canopy placed in the middle of the room, the tall mirror with carvings, and the piano on the other side. Even though I could make out a handsome young man in each of those images, Enrico's face was obscured, and I was losing the last opportunity I had to get a clear picture of who he was.

"Hmm...!"

Sitting in the middle of the room, they stopped crying and turned towards me.

I felt a sense of fear when I saw her staring at me with her eyes wide with surprise, but I immediately thought that her face was very beautiful. Although her white face was red from crying, she was a lovely person with cheeks as full as moon. Little curls of curly hair were arranged to fall on that white face. Fluffy whites could be seen from between those full lips that were the color of ripe cherries.

Her full body was slightly exposed through the deep cut lace gown. The female body's shape was very clearly visible through the dusty lace dress, and it had such a delicate appearance that a young man's heart could be instantly captured.

Um..I'm sorry..

I continued to concentrate on those eyes that were on those eyes as I spoke. She started coming to me with still surprised eyes.

"Who are you..?"

She puts a hand on my shoulder and asks softly.

"Mmm… Amelya…"

I struggled to match the words.

"Hmm…!"

Taking a deep breath, she went back to the piano quietly.

"Are you angry with me..?"

I asked her because I needed to know if I was allowed to be here before asking her about the sadness.

"Oh, no, Amelya.. I was suddenly surprised."

She looked at me again.

"Mm..!"

I sighed and moved in her direction after observing the innocent look on her face.

"Your name...?"

I asked her.

"My name is Adriana.."

He says while grinning, his eyes narrowing.

I had a burning desire to talk to her about Ekriko and what she had to do with the Kassoli bungalow, but I didn't know how to start the conversation.

"So.. suddenly Amelya thought to come here..?"

She started to solve my questions.

"Suddenly, I saw this bungalow.. so I really liked it."

I said.

"It's good that you came.. I'm also spending time alone here alone.."

She comes to me and says.

"Why were you crying when I came..?"

Looking directly into her eyes, I questioned. It only took a moment for those eyes to fill with sadness. From those ball eyes, two teardrops fell through my cheeks, burning my whole heart.

But, still not giving me an answer, she started to go to the big window at the end of the room.

"Um.."

She took a deep breath and looked somewhere far away. That is why I found myself drawn to her in silence. Seeing that those eyes were directed towards the "Kassoli Bungalow", my suspicion was confirmed again and again.

"Are you related to the Kassoli bungalow, Adriana..?"

I asked her again.

"Um... I think.. yes.."

"Ah.."

I looked at her evasive response.

"That bond is very complicated, Amelya."

The way she understood me.

"That said.."

I asked a question again.

"I will tell everything, Amelya.. It will be a great freedom for my mind too.. "

"Come, I will tell you everything."

She walked over to the couch and sat down, her eyes beckoning me in. At the time, I believed that those mysteries would be solved by people I had not met before, so I sat next to her and did as she asked.