Brides

Prologues

Brides

There's a difference between giving up and knowing you're tired.

~Unknown~

Prologues

No one ever thought that their life would end like that. Memories of life cross the mind like a train. It came and passed so fast.

It was never thought that they would end up wearing bridal clothes. Their steps are slow, but sure. The goal is in sight. There was no way they could turn around, pass by and leave. None of them wanted to back off.

The air is heavy at every step. It was so difficult to fill the lungs that 206 bones were scattered across the body as if pierced by an ice needle. The heart is pounding like a vehicle piston that is driven to the limit. But no one complained.

Bliss on their faces. Sunlight in the western horizon seemed to bless their relationship. The birds chirped on the branches of the trees, accompanying the ceremony that was about to bind them forever. The wind whistled, whispering as if praying for happiness. The groves swayed to the right and to the left, alternating, dancing with the chirping of birds as accompaniment.

Yogi still does not believe everything that happens. His life will continue to the marriage stage. Still vividly remembered, as if it had just happened yesterday, all the memories of his life. The memories are clearly engraved in the heart and mind.

He turned to the side, staring at the figure of the woman he loved. Renata. The girl smiled with a calming face. Their hands clasped each other. Their steps go hand in hand, towards the dream.

The yogi has pinned a ring, the wedding, on Renata's ring finger. Not a diamond-studded expensive ring. It was just a golden ring, but Renata could not help but tear when she saw it.

By the time she realized it, the woman was already drowning in tears. However, the smile in those lips did not disappear, it just widened.

“Quiet!” Yogi whispered softly, making Renata turn to him.

“You said that, but you also can't stem your tears,” Yogi rubbed his cheeks.

He didn't realize it at all. He thought that his happiness was still perfectly contained, but he could not resist.

“Whisper,” Yogi laughs while wiping away tears. Renata laughed as she rubbed her own eyes.

Yogi can't say anything more. He has reached the height of happiness. A hot feeling churns in the chest. The feeling crept all over the body, making him feel so calm and peaceful. The yellowish rays of the western horizon caressed her, soft, skin. It was all fun, but it was cold too.

Acacia and Daisy blossom with their steps. Blooming with perfection. Looks beautiful in the eyes. However, Renata's figure was much more beautiful.

“Renata,” when Yogi mentioned the name, the woman turned to him. Renata shows puffy, flushed eyes.

Whether it's tears of happiness or tears of sadness that Renata drops, Yogi doesn't know. However, it reduces the beauty of the woman.

“What?”

“You cry too much,” Yogi rub, soft, Renata cheeks. The face felt cold, piercing the chest. However, the woman still smiled at him.

“You are also the same.”

“I love you.”

“I also.”

Not a single word said. They push their faces until their lips meet.

Warm, sweet, cold, and sour. All of these flavors become one on the lips, giving a strange, but calming feel.

Dooong ..., long horn sounds. However, they did not pay attention to it. Their kisses are more important.

Dooong ..., once again the horn reads. However, no reaction occurred. Consciousness has not returned and eyes are still closed. Saliva inundates pillows, reflecting sunlight in the eastern sky.

Dooong ..., once again the horn sounded, but this time the phone fell off the nightstand and punched a teenager in the face.

The teenager fell. He got up quickly and sat down on the bed. His attention spread in all directions, paying attention to his whereabouts.

"Oh, I have to go to school .." she rubbed saliva on her lips.

Dooong!

"Yahooohhh!" the sound of the carriage made his heart almost jump, out. He fell out of bed. His back pounded the floor and gave him pain.

"I have to change that tone."