Epilogue
The distinctive scent, I recognize it; it's the smell of medicine, and I can guess where I am right now. When I open my eyes, I see Sean standing nearby. It's not just Sean; my parents are here too.
"Leslie, are you awake?" Sean asks, visibly relieved. He helps me sit up, and now he's sitting on the bed.
"Am I in the hospital?" I ask, trying to confirm, although I can see from the glimpse of the room that we're in a hospital.
"Yes, you're in the hospital. Mom brought you here because you suddenly fainted when you both visited the bank."
"Oh, I see. My head suddenly felt dizzy." I glance around, trying to spot Sean's mom, but I can't find her in the room. "Where is Mom?" I ask.
"Mrs. Silva left because she had some business." My mom responds. She walks over with a smile. My dad joins her.
"Why are Dad and Mom here too? Did something bad happen to me? Do I possibly have a serious illness?"
"Hush, your thoughts are excessive, Leslie," my dad replies. "Isn't it normal for us to come and visit you? We were worried when we heard you were admitted to the hospital."
"But how's my condition? Am I okay?" My parents don't answer, making me even more worried about my health. I then look at Sean, hoping he explains something.
"As both Mom and Dad said, there's nothing for you to worry about. How are you feeling now? Still dizzy?" Instead of explaining the results of my examination, Sean asks me.
"I'm fine now, no more dizziness."
"In that case, we can leave the hospital."
I furrow my brow; I still don't know anything about my health. "Is it okay for us to leave now?"
"It's okay. I told you you're fine, Leslie."
"But I want to meet the doctor who examined me and ask about my health."
Sean laughs, even though I'm serious about expressing my desire to meet the doctor.
"That's not necessary; I already said you're fine, Leslie."
"Then why did I suddenly faint?"
"Come on, Leslie. Follow your husband's words. Let's go home." Even my mom says that, helping me get off the bed without waiting for my answer.
After that, we really go home. Of course, to my and Sean's home because we decided to have our own house. The house is simple because I requested it. Sean bought this house for me using all his savings.
Sean helps me walk into the house, holding my hand, and I see him taking me to a room. Not our room, but an empty room that we've never used.
"Sean, why are we going to this room? Why not our room?"
Instead of giving an answer, Sean smiles mysteriously. He opens the door in front of us, and when the door opens.
"Congratulations, Leslie. You will soon become a mother."
This enthusiastic greeting comes from my mother-in-law, who turns out to be in the room with Sunny.
"Congratulations, my dear. You'll soon give us a grandchild. We're so happy and proud of you." Even my parents congratulate me. I'm still confused here.
"Congratulations, Sis Leslie. I'm so excited because soon I'll have a nephew. Oh, yeah, I decorated the room for the baby because after the doctor said you're pregnant, Mom was so enthusiastic about shopping for all the baby supplies and decorating this room. If Sis Leslie doesn't like it, you can change it." This time, Sunny congratulates me. Her words make me wonder how long I fainted in the hospital so that Sunny and Sean's mom could prepare all these surprises.
My gaze is directed at the room, beautifully decorated for a baby. The walls are adorned with various cartoon images for children. A crib and other baby essentials are already prepared. The room looks lovely, leaving me speechless.
"It seems like Leslie is still confused. Sean, explain everything to her, okay?" Sean's mom says before they all leave, leaving only me and Sean in the room.
"Sean, what actually happened? I'm still confused." I ask for an explanation from Sean.
Sean suddenly hugs me. "As everyone said, you're pregnant. That's the reason you felt dizzy and fainted earlier."
I release myself from Sean's hug and look at his face closely. "I'm pregnant? Is that true?"
Sean nods, his face glowing. "Yes, you're pregnant. We'll soon become parents. I'm so happy, Leslie. Thank you."
After that, with no more doubts, I express my happiness by hugging Sean. The two of us embrace each other while laughing to convey this joy. Thank you, God, for finally entrusting me with the gift of carrying Sean's child.
I'm pleased now after the many obstacles, trials, and suffering that almost separated us many times. And countless tears were shed in the process of its journey. Finally, we can live happily together.
I got so much learning from all the ghost stories I saw with my eyes. This ability of mine has made me feel like a helpful someone. I don't feel weird because of my knowledge. On the contrary, I feel special because only some have the ability like me. Only some people can do what I can do. I have never regretted myself for having this ability, but on the contrary, I am very grateful for it. Thanks to this ability, I met many ghosts and learned their stories, which made me understand more about the meaning of life. It makes me understand more and more the characteristics of different people. It taught me how to treat others so as not to cause regrets in the future.
Never hesitate to do good, especially if you have abilities that can be useful to others. Don't hesitate to forgive other people's mistakes. Succumbing does not mean losing people who can suppress their emotions and forgive other people's mistakes, a form of a real winner. Avoid feeling jealous and hate, especially revenge on others. Remember, revenge will only lead to regret! In addition, always be patient because patience always gives results that will satisfy you. Just look at me. Thanks to our patience through all these obstacles, we finally got happiness.
I found all these lessons from the stories I've seen so far, how about you? Can you find lessons from the many stories I have shared with you? I hope you find it even if it's just one lesson.
My name is Leslie Felicia. Hmm, no, my name is Leslie Maxwell now. I'm 22 years old. I'm enjoying happiness with my beloved husband. And this is the end of our story.
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