My Fantasy Voice's
The light began to dim
No matter how strong a person is, he must have loved, and the people who made him cry were the people he loved the most.
As strong as someone must have been he ever cried, and the people who made him cry were the people he loved the most.
You'll never be that strong when thousands of needles stab behind your back.
Strength is just a mask of awareness and when I cry I feel only a little stronger.
That freshness in the heart is not in the face, it is free to hide the sadness and wounds behind your smile but your heart is torn apart by thousands of invisible knives from someone who makes you seriously injured.
...
"We have arrived..."
Bagaskara's words awaken Rain so their journey to their new home.
"This father...."
Rain rounded his eyes when he saw a house that used to be his residence.
Where the house became the place of his wounds, and a very painful loneliness.
While Bagaskara who did not know a little panicked to see Rain's pale face.
"Rain you're okay, right?"ask Bagaskara.
Rain nodded, forcing her to show her fake smile like the same smile she gave her family to stay strong.
"T-no dad, maybe Rain's just really tired today."
"So, son, whatever your school activities should not be physically burdensome, humans need rest not all people who work hard to pursue what they want must force themselves but it is better to walk calmly and follow the flow because by wasting time living your youth you're a little mistaken."
Rain frowned, not understanding his father's words.
"Em I mean dad?where am I wrong?"
"Sometimes that youth is spent having fun but a man addicted to freedom and crossing his limits is as detrimental to himself and a man who works hard beyond his limits remains wrong, the point is do not use time beyond your time capacity , there is a time when you think about relaxing time and you and demeaning when you last relax." said Bagaskara gave logic advice to his son.
While Rain smiled because he understood the meaning of his father's words, yes every word was pervasive in his mind.
"Dad is so smart!father is like a scientist who is able to test something that is in humans."praise Rain amazed by the series of words his father made Bagaskara himself anxious.
"Next time don't force yourself again okay."
"okay!"
For a moment Rain could forget it but he never knew...
Because the old wounds are still there.
If the neighbors are...
His old family home.
...
The family is like a candle, which lights up the darkness when lit with a match and will die when the candle has run out.
"Dad I miss Aiden." said Marcel to his family who is currently having dinner.
"Marcel, your sister has calmed down please don't talk about her while eating."tegur the mother.
Diana could do nothing.
When her youngest son actually left them, Diana always went to her youngest son's room and cleaned it every day.
He felt regret and emptiness at the same time.
"Does mom still hate him?even after he left us!"marcel said, misunderstanding Diana's words.
"Son..."
"MOTHER IS MY SISTER'S KILLER!ME TOO!WE ARE ALL THE POWER OF ASSASSINS!!!"
"MARCEL STOP YOUR BULLSHIT!"
"Omong empty?you still don't understand what happened a few days ago?
If my sister has been gone forever, she doesn't say goodbye, she doesn't open her eyes, she doesn't hit me!it felt like this heart was completely empty, I cried every night wishing that she had come to my dream and when I met I was eager to hold her, she said, apologizing even prostrated under him but apparently he hated me too much hicks." said Marcel vented all his frustration.
A feeling that is in the dark will be an uncontrollable emotion when it is released, as well as Marcel who feels very very very lost a person who used to bring lamps in his life but has been wasted.
Even if he cries blood and every sorry word just be dust grains it can not take his brother who has gone.
They had regretted unfortunately the regret was too late.
"Dad remembers it clearly, although the heart has changed and the time will change father will never do bitter memories that imprint in our hearts and even more hurt is Aiden not us, he said, it is fitting that we are unhappy and now this family is on the brink of the abyss of darkness forever" Alvin said.
Old memories are like old books but still neat covers as back up a new book even though it is still clean can be torn quickly if someone tore it.
The ego is the wrong cause of the damage of the human heart and the void like a broken glass that cannot be filled because a suffering from regret will never end quickly.
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Regrets and mistakes. That's what makes up memories.
If you had to relive life exactly as before, the same successes and failures, the same happiness, the same misery, the same mix of comedy and tragedy, would you want to? Is it worth it?
Sometimes there are sad and funny moments together.
And Rain thought about it, where he would come face to face with one of his family without them knowing each other.
He also did not understand, when his father said and told him to give a parcel of cake to a new neighbor.
And because he couldn't resist, he finally decided to leave even if your heart told him to stay or stay still.
He is standing in front of his old house.
The color and taste are still the same.
Cleks!
"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't hear the doorbell just now." said a well-dressed woman but somehow her face looked very tired and sad.
Rain's eyes unintentionally sat with those brown eyes.
He was stunned for a while then shook his head to shake off his thoughts.
"Hi Auntie, my name is Rain I'm the new neighbor."
The woman was a little confused by the blue-eyed young man who had been silent for quite a while to give them a pause but he was waiting for her.
Youth with equal stature with his son the difference may only be high, and a beautiful face and blue eyes and lashes.
Maybe the young man would be very sweet if he smiled.
"Sorry so you're the new neighbor, sorry Auntie also the old one opened the door, baby." Diana's words turned soft again to make Rain jerked.
All her life she had never heard a gentle speech from her mother.
Has his family changed?or forget his departure?
