
In the afternoon that should be dusk appears that will make the color of the earth yellow but at this time it does not, the rain falls rapidly wetting the earth to refresh all living things on earth.
But for a woman who was sitting in a rain wheel chair made her remember all the tragedies that occurred which resulted in untreated injuries
Clara stared blankly out through her window, there was no sound of sobbing but tears always came out soaking her cheeks. Those eyes no longer exuded the passion of life
The passion of his life has gone, his soul is taken away by the lover of his heart that he can no longer reach no matter how he tries
The gentle touch on her shoulder seemed to pull Clara back from her own world, a middle-aged woman who still looked graceful was crouching before Clara and wiping the tears of her former daughter-in-law whom she had already considered her own child
"Yuk? the wind is very strong and not good for your health" said the middle-aged woman gently
All wounded by the tragedy that befell them, a child who was the beloved of the family had left, a lover who promised to return and start all over again in fact never returned, a father whose figure is dear to the child leaves without saying goodbye leaving him in the shackles of a longing that will never be healed
All crying in their own solitude, trying to strengthen each other to stay in consciousness
Clara blinked her eyes at the former mother-in-law who was like a mother to her, since the tragedy both Abraham's parents decided to bring Clara and Arsen to live with them because they knew these two men were Abraham's most precious treasures, they were also unable to leave Clara and Arsen alone together in a falling out
"Mom, isn't Abraham cold in there?" those empty eyes looked at the mother with a look full of sadness
"When it rains so hard, we can't leave Abraham there alone. Mama let's go get Abraham mama" Clara sobbed with grief
Mama Claudya was no longer able to hold back her tears, her lips trembling violently. The loss of the child alone puppet he has not been able to accept until now. His proud son left this fast he had never imagined
He did not accept the fate of God who took his son first from him, his heartache was indescribable
Mama Claudya hugged Clara tightly and cried hysterically, she had tried hard for the sake of her daughter-in-law and granddaughter but it was not easy even she felt she was unable to get rid of her heartache over the departure of the child
"Hiksss... hiksss. honey don't do this" It's been a few days after Abraham's funeral but everyone is still not able to be sincere, especially Clara who even speaks alone as if Abraham was nearby.
Clara lets go of Claudya's mom's arms and pushes the wheelchair button to walk out of the house
"I can't leave Abraham alone, it must be dark"
When going out the main door of the wheelchair Clara slipped fortunately coincided with the arrival of Gio
"ARA" Shouted Gio and then ran over to the frail body
"Where are you going to rain like this" asked Gio
"It's exactly Gio we have to go because it's raining, Abraham is alone there Gio I'm sure Abraham must be afraid there is also dark must be Gio"
Gio was fixated when he found out what Clara meant, holding the body in his arms. No other intention is all pure indeed to strengthen
"Ara realize, Abraham will not calm down if you continue like this" Half-dead Gio tried to hold back his tears, he was equally hurt by the departure of his true friend
"Abraham was not rained, neither did Abraham feel the darkness. He's already in the place of the light of Ara"
"really?" Clara let go of her embrace and looked Gio in the eye
Gio nodded
"So we don't have to worry, tomorrow if it doesn't rain we will be killed by Abraham" said Gio
"Don't say that" Clara couldn't accept if people said Abraham's Tomb, his Abraham still exists only to have his own house that's what he believed
"I'm sorry, I mean home. Tomorrow we go to Abraham's new home"
Clara nodded, and Gio sat Clara on the wheel and took her back to the house
Arsen who witnessed it all immediately turned around and entered his room, initially Arsen was very hit and hysterical but everyone gave him the understanding that he must be strong, he was very sad, must be strong in order to take care of the weak mother
So embedded in his mind is now there is nothing else he can hope will be a hero for him and the mother other than himself who must turn into a hero
Arsen walked towards the nightstand next to his bed on the nightstand there is a figura that contains a picture of him, the mami and his daddy
"You lied again, in fact you never came back.You made my mom cry again, are you happy there? I hate you" though the word hate spoken but Arsen gently rubbed the face of the daddy and clasped the figura
He instilled the thought of hating the daddy so that he became strong and not dissolved in sadness, but his heart seemed to want to scream calling the man
Since the tragic events, everyone has changed....