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| Chapter 13 |
| That little cottage
in Southern Mokai (Outworld)
The sun had finally set in Mokai as the last ray of light was eaten up by the darkness. The silence within the cottage was broken by the sound of flapping a takeoff. Leaving the older Hoshi couple with the younger Hoshi couple. The silence in the room was thick, so thick that it was stifling. ChunLi still holding
the unconscious Ryu in her arms looks up, she could see that the older
couple have much mixed emotions upon seeing their one and only son.
Miyuki held tightly onto Sho’s arm to make sure that she was not seeing things. There was so much to say yet she knows not where to begin. She worries. No they both worry. Worry over what to say to their son. How were they to explain the choices made over three decades ago. To abandon their son and let him go through life thinking that he was an orphan. But then he would have really become an orphan had they not chosen the present path. Yet still there is
guilt, guilt in letting Ryu live out a lie. Guilt in making the people
he trusted lie to him. The couple was not even sure where to begin. Thirty-five
years had gone by and not one day had they not thought about him. Even
though they had received reports about Ryu’s growth and life. All that
is different from seeing him in the flesh. They felt they have miss so
much.
And here Ryu is.
No longer the baby that couple had handed over to Zannah but the man who
is now lying quietly in the arms of the woman who is his wife. Someone
whom they have noticed has much influence in Ryu’s life. A woman whom they
believe knows more about Ryu than they could ever have.
Seeing the way the older Hoshi couple looks at her, ChunLi couldn’t help but wonder what they were thinking. Ryu’s parents now stood before her. Technically they are her parents-in-law. But how are they reacting to her? What should she say and should she act. She wasn’t sure. ChunLi couldn’t help
but feel time slowly ticking yet moving no where. And now this is one of
those moments that she wasn’t sure where she stand. But all that does not
matter. Her main task is to help Ryu, regardless of what might happen,
she is not one to waste time on speculating.
“Thank you.” A voice
broke ChunLi’s train of thoughts. She looked towards the older couple.
The couple was smiling at her however awkward they felt.
“There. Now you broke
the ice. Go on.” A voice said from the window. All three turned seeing
that both Iwa and Kumori were both sitting on the windowsill.
“I’m sorry about
those two.” ChunLi apologised.
“Oh….Yes. Daddy now
sits on the Shadowlaw throne. He’s fine very well in fact.” ChunLi answered,
it seems to her that both parties were avoiding some issues.
“She found her disciple
and they are together for the last ten years. I think things are well for
them.”
“Are you hungry?
I’ll go cook something for you.”
“Yes mam.” The two
leapt off from their window seat and marched into the kitchen.
“She seem like such
a nice girl. ” Miyuki mused
“Well. Its hard to
say. Could be hours, days, weeks, months or even years.” Iwa shrugged.
“Oh yeah. Is Saky
your daughter?” Kumori suddenly asked.
The older couple
looked at each other.
Heading back into
the room where ChunLi and Ryu were. Iwa noticed that ChunLi had shifted
Ryu’s position again.
“Those two are always
so noisy Li.” Ryu mumbled as he stirred in ChunLi’s arms.
“My head still hurt
somewhat. Must be the Nulling.”
“It’s not a dream.
I saw your parents…..”
There was a loud clash coming from the doorway as a metal platter dropped to the floor spilling the fruits. As Ryu turned, his jaw nearly dropped, his eyes were wide open. Standing at the doorway
with her hand covering her mouth was Miyuki. Behind her was a man about
twenty years or so older than Ryu. Ryu found that the man and him share
some resemblance especially the eyes and the facial structure. Tears were
flowing freely from Miyuki’s eyes.
Silence returned to the room once more. Throughout his life Ryu had wondered what it would be like to be with his parents. He had never expected the possibility of ever even meeting them. And now, they are alive and well and standing right in front of them. Why then? Why did Gouken Sensei say that they had died? And never even told him what killed them. And Zannah Jie, the one who probably know of what happened had not only refused to tell him anything but try to divert his attention. Why can’t they just tell him the truth and let him deal with it? And just who else are in on this? Why must they do this to him? Why now when he had more or less adjusted to life as it is? But does all that matter at all? He doesn’t know and he has no answers. Ryu looked towards ChunLi for some answers but all she did was placed her hand on his shoulder. A signal from her that its entirely up to him now. His choice and his path, she’ll be beside him but he alone makes the decision. He could feel a slow
rage of betrayal building up in him, his darkside was making itself known
to him. Wait not his darkside. His darkside is him in the sense that it
made no difference now that they are one. His rage subsided when he felt
a comforting presence embracing him.
It was ChunLi. His
anchor to sanity who had sensed his confusion, his anger, he listen and
let her soothe him. For now all he wants to do is stay within her comforting
embrace,
Looking back the older Hoshi couple, Ryu saw they were prepared for this reaction, as ChunLi had told him the decision and the path was his alone. As someone once said ‘If it was meant to be then it was meant to be.’ But what should he do? What should he say? How should he act. << What
comes naturally. >> ChunLi’s voice assured him as her hand rest on
his shoulder.
Ryu got up wordlessly as tears started to well in his eyes. He walked towards the couple, he nearly stumbled but the couple caught him in good time. No words passed as the family was reunited in a firm hug. No words were needed even though years had passed by robbing them of a chance to say it. The faces of the three of them were tears stained. ChunLi wiped a tear from her eye as she sat at the bed watching them. No words were needed after all. Just acceptance and acknowledgement as sometimes words get in the way. |
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