Patencies

Chapter 22, If it could, would it be possible?

Being born to a family that never seems to fight, does not mean it will make his life better.

Alland knew that thoroughly, and wanted to avenge everyone who said, You never understood our suffering, because you were born into a fine family.

Hey man, everyone is going to and already suffer. Whether it has happened in the past or will happen in the future. Everyone will experience it, and it is a sure thing. There is no one who has never suffered in his life.

Alland, at that time ten years old, felt tremendous suffering. From the outside, she did smile all day, then cried when there was no one near her.

When children his age could play with friends, he just sat alone in the park near the school.

It's sad, but he doesn't care. Until when someone approaches him sitting on the swing.

His voice softly greeted Alland's hearing. For a child of his age, the figure that came to him was like an older brother. The older brother who came when his sister had a hard time, then calmed her down, saying that tomorrow will be better than today.

Alland who at that time did need someone, felt that the arrival of someone was a blessing to him.

They sat together, and spent some snacks and drinks. Laughing, sharing stories, giving strength to face tomorrow, Alland completely forgot his grief.

A girl, about sixteen years old, was the one who approached the little Alland who was sitting on a swing, with no friends beside her.

The girl had a beautiful face, as well as a polite speech. Alland loved it, and promised that when he grew up, the boy would take care of him no matter what. It doesn't matter if Alland can only see it from afar, he said at the time.

Their days are gone. Slowly, Alland walked up and met the girl at the school gate. Whether intentionally or not, in fact Alland felt a new feeling. Having friends, having a place to lean on, Alland was really grateful.

Alland sighed. The girl's paras was completely attached to her memory.

His throat seemed to be stuck. The man tried not to cry, but his tears came down quickly.

Its alright. He was in the right place to cry. Wanting to cry as much as possible, no one would scold her. This is a place where everyone can cry at will. If you want to cry but don't know where to go, try coming to the nearest cemetery.

You can cry without worrying about other people's eyes. Just cry, this is really a powerful way.

Even when you are speechless, be it happy or sad, you can handle it with a cry.

Alland stared at the tomb in front of him with a sad look. Exactly seventeen years old, the beautiful girl left and never came back again.

"You shouldn't have left then. If you can, is it possible that you will come back to me again?."

...( ╹▽╹ )...

Ryan walked away feeling happy. Finally came today. The day he would eat his favorite food, and be able to relax all day.

The man decided to ride public transportation instead of riding his pride motorbike. He thought, let it feel more like a trip to the grandmother's house a little far away.

The sun seems very excited. The light felt warm as soon as it touched the man's skin.

Ryan chose to leave early in the morning so he could get there faster. It takes about two hours if using public transportation, so he wants to arrive quickly.

If you want to hurry, use a private vehicle, right, but I don't know. The man's mood was at the peak of happiness. Walking to the bus stop, greeting everyone or animals, whatever they feel they need to say, Ryan said.

The man turned on his phone which was turned off earlier, the reason being that the phone ran out of power and so charged, the phone was completely dead.

"Oh, just want six o'clock anyway," he muttered while staring at the phone screen.

The man opened several apps, then ended up with the phone turned off.

"It's all about dating. Why the hell?," Sorry for not getting important information.

Perhaps, there was information from the principal or the teachers, which was something important.

But, instead of important information that greeted him, even some notifications about tips and tricks in dating, making the man immediately move quickly to turn off his phone.

Ryan took a breath. No, he mustn't feel sad today. He will meet with grandmothers, grandparents, and aunts who have been taking care of him since childhood. He had to come up with a happy feeling in front of them. That's all he can do now.

The man stared at the sky above him. The shadow of a complete family continued to approach him. Ryan smiled. Wanting to make an effort however, her mother and sister would never return to her and her father.

At that time, Ryan was assigned to ask the student, why could his grades drop sharply?.

When Ryan came to the student at his house, it appeared that at the time, everything was not okay.

The student was angry, then while pointing Ryan right in the face, he said, "Do you know my suffering?. My parents got divorced. I'd rather my parents die than divorce."

Ryan remembered that word. He kept it well in his heart. Somehow, suddenly Lesya comes and asks him to return to school because there is a meeting with the principal. Ryan did it, and then, tomorrow the student is back to school normally, and his grades are slowly rising.

Ryan doesn't know what Lesya said to the student until her grades return to normal and she goes to school normally.

The pink-blossomed girl had a mysterious aura, as well as warming up to anyone near her.

The bus came, and the man got up quickly, then looked for the seat he felt was best for him. Oh yeah, by the window is the best place for Ryan.

The bus drove at normal speed, splitting the city streets during the day. Ryan wanted to open his phone, but undo the intention because he was still upset by the dating notification that appeared on his phone screen earlier.

"Got of money. Want to slam his phone but not payday," grunts slowly while inserting curhatan.

Leaning his head back, Ryan chose to take a nap. His grandmother's house is still far away. There was still time for him to sleep.

...( ╹▽╹ )...

"Night wind is not good for health. Why do you still insist on sitting in front of the window anyway?"sung him while walking towards the woman in front of the window.

The woman turned her head slightly to see who was speaking to her. A man, apparently very tired from the look on his face, stared in dislike at him.

Alesha smiled. "You just got home? Already eaten? Wanna sleep?."

Thomas, the man who had been upset half to death because his wife was sitting in front of the window at night could only sigh. The man approached and then pulled Alesha into his arms, trying to inhale deeply the scent of his wife, not caring though around the two of them, the smell of medicine was strong.

Alesha returned the hug. Warm, that's how he feels. It didn't matter even though the smell of medicines was loud all around them.

"Thomas, are you going to keep hugging me like this?" she asked softly. The man seemed to shake his head, but his embrace did not weaken in the slightest, as if the woman would disappear once the hug was removed.

Alesha rubbed her husband's pitch-black mane. The activity was done for several times, and Thomas seemed to enjoy it.

After a few minutes, Thomas changed his position. Now, he hugged Alesha in a different position. If she could just breathe in the woman's scent, then now, Alesha could inhale the scent. In short, their hug session was not finished yet.

Alesha could only blink her eyes a few times, confused by the situation.

"Please promise me you'll stay with us."

Alesha smiled. Sightedness. Not that he doesn't want to be together, but he's nobody. He is just an ordinary human, his job is only to follow the existing groove.

Alesha cupped Thomas in the face. He could see that the man was holding back tears. His eyes glazed over and Alesha made a bet, Thomas would soon cry.

"Please don't leave me."

"I'm not leaving you Thomas. I'm still here, with you."

The hug tightened, Thomas did not dare to let go of Alesha, even to go to sleep, make the woman rub her hair again, then said that she was not going anywhere.

"I promise Thomas, I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying here, in the same place. Don't cry, you're a strong man, right?."

Forgetting all the trouble, Thomas cried. That night, the room where Alesha was, was filled with the sound of crying.

The man cried until dawn, then fell asleep in a sitting position.

If Alesha had been healthy, she would probably have laughed by now and immediately searched for a cell phone to photograph her husband's face.

But he would never do that. Being able to look at her husband's face was a pleasure to her. Its alright. Everything will go right. God will give the best for her, for her husband and for her little family.

But, if his hopes would be heard, could he ask to stay a little longer?.