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Darren sits weakly on the edge of the bed caressing the picture frame of a beautiful woman, who has now left him for all eternity. The man rubbed the corner of his eyes that were wet, sore, sick, when he had to be receptive to reality.
"Bre, why don't I just go?" he said softly, he came back sobbing. The shadow of the sweet face of the lover who adorns every day comes back. He was reluctant to accept his life's destiny.
Breana the figure of a beautiful woman, graceful always spoke soft words, every word and behavior Breana became her own pleasure for Darren. For her, the woman was perfect. What a pity fate befell him, three days ago Breana had breathed her last due to an accident incident.
"Why do all the people I love and care about always leave me. Don't I deserve to be happy?" his monologue. He hit his chest, which felt as tight as his body again slumped from the bed, imagining from his parents who left him alone. Until finally he met Breana who was able to revive his life spirit, and now the woman also left him.
Three months ago, the two had just formalized their engagement, and two weeks later they were planning to get married.
Wedding like princess ala Cinderella is the dream of the lover, Darren tries hard to grant the lover's wishes. Marriage preparation that has reached 99% only a few steps both will formalize a sacred relationship, in the sacred bond of marriage.
All has been destroyed and there are memories. In an instant everything shattered into a nightmare for Darren.
The figure of the middle-aged woman opened the door of her room, she entered carrying a tray containing food and drinks.
"Darren, let's eat since Breana's departure you haven't eaten anything at all. If this is how you get sick," persuaded Aunt Nancy.
Darren shook his head, the man seemed to have no more spirit of life.
Aunt Nancy put the tray on the table. Slowly moving his legs forward toward his nephew, Darren still sobbing his body was shaken. Aunt Nancy found the same thing, when Darren's parents left her forever.
Darren who felt the touch of someone raised his face and looked at him, then he shook his head in a sign of rejection.
"Darren?" pinta Aunt Nancy she nodded her head.
"No Auntie, just let me die. I don't want to live anymore" he exclaimed.
Aunt Nancy sighed, "Then don't you feel sorry for Auntie. Come eat at least for my sake. Ikhlaskan Breana's departure, the person who caused her to leave has also entered the prison" he said.
Darren wiped the corner of his eyes that were wet hearing the person who caused his beloved to die making Darren's emotions rise, his clenched hands looking red.
"I'll eat Auntie you go" he exclaimed.
"Promise?"
"Yes Auntie."
Smiling, Aunt Nancy left Darren.
After Aunt Nancy died, Darren smiled. His mind drifted back to his Aunt's words. A sneaky smile was clearly imprinted on his face, his hands clenched, his facial aura revealing anger.
"I'll make sure he's rotting in jail. So that he feels what I feel" he threatened.
Darren looked back at the photo of Breana, the smiling woman became a living spirit for him. And now that figure has left him for all eternity, then how will he now manage his life again.
Darren got up and put the photo of Breana back on the table, then he passed to the bathroom to clean himself up.