Part 14

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It was almost seven years but still Onin's dream was the same over and over again. It was the same scene from where he was saved by his now foster parent, Khun Nan. He doesn't know why those kept on resurfacing. But sometimes, there was a voice in his dreams who kept calling him. He can't recognize the face of the man but his voice was like something he is used to listening to. Whenever he had a dream of this voice, he always wake up with a longing heart.

 Whenever he had a dream of this voice, he always wake up with a longing heart

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Onin got up from his bed. He looked at his phone and his notifications were flooded.

 He looked at his phone and his notifications were flooded

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"Who is this stupid Macau and why are you bothering me?"

That one post wasn't helpful enough for Onin's headache. He felt so irritated right now and he needs his coffee to calm down. Good thing, his shop was just below his apartment.

He was busy making his coffee when he heard the notification sound again. He groaned in dismay, praying that it is not from that stupid Macau again.

 He groaned in dismay, praying that it is not from that stupid Macau again

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It was great timing that Onin closed his shop for today. Despite having a headache, his spirit went from the bottom of the earth to space when he heard the news that his best friend is home.

They were more like brothers actually as they share the same foster parent, Khun Nan. She was the lady that nursed Onin back to his health seven years ago. She was also the one who gave him his name for he cannot remember who he is.

Onin. It means 'beautiful moon'.

It was his eyes actually. On that night he cried and cried about how he forgot his name, his eyes shining like gems under the moonlight. It was utterly beautiful.

It was a bit crowded in the arrivals area. Onin is not good with too much crowd. But he must endure it, for the sake of his friend. It was already two years since they last saw each other and he really can't contain his happiness right now.

He can't wait to tell Mint, that was his best friend's name, about his shop. He is so excited to tell him his adventures and encounters in the city. He can't wait to tell him about the new world he had discovered.

 He can't wait to tell him about the new world he had discovered

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