
And in the end everyone will die. Young or old, healthy or sick. Zara knew that day was coming, the day her most loved ones left. Go away for good.
Another dark record in Zara's life, after her father's death three years ago and now the only person she has. Mother.
Now what's he supposed to do? Should he end his life? No. gabe. That's not what her mother wanted. But if you continue to live, how to live life without passion?
After a week of his mother's burial, Zara returns to the city with Ran. Their first destination was home. As she stepped foot into the house filled with memories, Zara's tears returned without excuse. All the memories of Mom and Dad burst into the walls of her heart. Now they are gone and leave only memories and longings that will never be healed again.
Zara entered the medium-sized room that was on the first floor. The room belonged to his late mother. Zara approached the bed that was her mother's resting place while still alive. The bed looked so pitiful that it had been left by the owner. Then what about Zara who is the most beautiful treasure for her mother? Well that girl is now an orphan. Pathetic right? Staring at the entire side of the room, Zara wiped away her tears. Then move out.
In the living room Ran sat faithfully waiting for Zara. Soon they'll leave the house and never come back. In accordance with Zara's mother's last will, which was entrusted to Aunt Yumna, the house would be sold. And Zara will stay with Ran and be the responsibility of the man completely. Zara receives.
"Is there anything you want to do? Or maybe you want to take something?" tanya Ran made sure, maybe there is something that the girl wants to go down with him as a memory.
"Nothing" replied Zara flatly.
For a week Ran saw a flat look that really made it so awkward to talk to the girl. After her mother's departure, Zara changed a lot. The girl was silent and never smiled. Even his body took care of it and was almost like a bone.
"Then let's go" Ran said.
At night in Ran's apartment. They were sitting side by side in front of the TV accompanied by a bowl of chocolate ice cream. Ran continued to put the ice cream in his mouth until it was not left, while Zara just fell silent like a mannequin. Ran looked at Zara.
"Chibi-chan's. If you continue like this, my presence will be useless. At least, you should be eager to live for your future" Ran said as he pulled the girl's shoulder and faced her.
Not answering, the girl just looked down deeply. Still clearly visible streak of sadness on his face and it seems Ran must be patient to face.
"When are you going to be like this? Don't you love your mother? If you love her, then you're gonna have to let her go." Ran kept saying that the girl would respond. But it seems that he must remain patient, Ran snorted.
Ran's words sound like a sign that the girl must understand that her mother's departure is absolute destiny, and she must be sincere because honestly she can not accept. But what's wrong with learning to accept, right? Instantly Zara raised her head and looked at Ran's desperate face.
"Sister." cried Zara.
Ran turned his head quickly followed by a rounded eyeball.
"You called me?"
Zara nodded slowly.
"Say, what do you want?" now Ran's voice sounded excited.
Hearing that Ran directly linked his body to Zara tightly causing a sensation of warmth in the souls of the two.
"I believe you can." Ran gave encouragement.
A while had passed and they had moved towards Ran's privacy room which now belonged to Zara. Zara laid her body on the bed because time had shown at 10 p.m.
"Rest! You must be tired." Ran pulled out the blanket and covered Zara's body.
For a moment they stared at each other. The girl's eyes seemed to hint at something. Ran caught the gesture as if saying don't leave me. But Ran was hesitant about what he caught and finally decided to ask.
"Need something?"
"Take my sleep with me." One sentence escaped the girl's lips.
Not usually Zara asks for company because Ran knows, Zara is a strong girl. But Ran quickly understands that this girl is in a loss and needs someone to give her the strength to face her grief.
"Alright." replied Ran who just sat on the edge of the bed.
Ran tightly gripped Zara's tiny hands that felt increasingly thin. A little surprised, Ran looked back at the girl. His face now looked heartbreaking. The black strokes under the girl's eyes were clearly visible. Her lips are pale. And if viewed as a whole Zara is like a real mannequin.
Zara tried to calm herself from the deep sadness that was plaguing her. With the warmth of Ran's hand, the girl was finally able to close her eyes and drown in the patter of dreams.
Realizing that, Ran slowly pulled his hand, then gave a glimpse of Zara's head.
"Sleep peacefully." whispered Zara.
Ran went to his room to rest. When he lay down his body on the bed immediately tired who followed him vanished. Before long, the phone rang.
"Okayasan, doshite?" ran's voice sounded weak.
Like being hit by a giant rock, Ran tried to calm himself after hearing information from his mother across the phone. Dad's dying.
"Alright Okaasan, tomorrow I will go home" replied Ran with a trembling voice.
After hanging up the phone, Ran took a deep breath and rubbed his crude wave.