Heart Shackles

Prologues

A breeze blew the jet hair. Sitting under the twilight shade makes it look shiny.

The girl just kept quiet. Not disturbed by the nosy wind that flew his mane. Look at the calm lake water with a constantly spinning brain.

As the sun tilts to the west, the air temperature begins to cool. However, the girl remained in her position, sitting pensively on the lakefront teki grass.

Sighing for a moment, the girl turned her gaze around, there was only herself there. Then, look far across the lake. There is a view of a multi-storey building with a highway that is always crowded.

Always like that, people are too busy with their own egos, without thinking of anyone else needing them. They are too blind to the situation and conditions around them. Only their career, degrees and dignity were thought of.

Just like the girl's parents. Have you ever asked who is the parent? Surely you will simultaneously answer, parents are very sincere people who love their children. Always show affection and warmly embrace their children.

However, in contrast to the girl, when asked who her parents were, she simply replied, the one who presents her in the world by the power of God. The rest he did not know, did not really understand the meaning of the true meaning of parents.

He misses both his parents. The great miss. Want to repeat back to the past time. The time where both parents hugged his body warmly, always pouring affection on him. He misses.

At times like this he needs a backrest to support his life burden a little. A week ago, maybe he still had a place to lean and let out all his complaints. But now, that man has left. Separated by space and time.

His head lowered, unable to even pretend to raise his head. Saying that everything is okay. Deep down he was broken. The urge in his body increasingly peaked, escaping the cries that had been held back.

The crying sounds sad. Roaring meaninglessly to explain every inch of his pain. Yeah, just crying is all he can do.

It became more and more painful when the pieces of memories were scattered in his brain. He raised a strange urge that stabbed his heart.

Exactly a week ago he was forced to let go of his loved ones. Can he still stand strong, live the twists and turns of life when he has lost one of the flags that became the support he stood?

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Welcome to my life. It's not interesting, but it has to keep going. An initially happy life is replaced with endless sadness.

I'm tired, living without direction. Always considered the cause of the problem until there is no place to stop. They focus too much on my flaws, gossip and then spread baseless things.

Yeah, like that most people. His mouth is more functional than his brain. Spreading things that are not necessarily true without thinking about the consequences that will be received.

I'm sick. Living among men who believe more in their own words than in their own thoughts.

For me, it doesn't matter if someone else treats me that way. This time my family did that too. Trusting others more than their own children. 

How do you feel when you're accused of something you didn't even do? The baseless accusations that gradually sliced sanity.

Wanting her to step away from home, but remembering the phrase 'the outside world is more cruel than home is enough' scares me. Although at home I was in pain, I thought that the pain was not worth the cruelty of the outside world that rightly touched our physiques. I am not ready for hunger, confusion to find shelter, and so on.

In the midst of my eternal life, someone comes like a moonlight that illuminates the darkness of my life. Him, the Starry Sky. The first man who became my friend and extended his hand when I fell.

The arrival of Heaven, little by little my burden gradually lessened. The sky is the reason I smile again. I was happy to know that handsome guy even for a little while.

In the second year we knew, the sky went far away leaving me alone. Without saying goodbye he left behind the wonderful memories I went through with him.

Until now, ten years after the departure of Heaven, the memories did not disappear. My heart is even closed to other men besides the Sky. This is my life, which continues to be shackled by the name of Heaven in the heart. The first man to lead me to the true meaning of love.

~Embun Mentari