The Story At Dusk And Rain

Part 1

*recommended for sections 1-4 reading while playing songs from AKMU(How I can love the breakheart)

Dusk, momentary yet impressive. Somehow twilight has always been the moments I have always waited for, the color, the charm and the atmosphere with him. I was always amazed at the twilight, the sun was running lazily towards the west. Slowly immerse yourself, once you run, it is dark and silent.

This evening did not come alone, it came with rain. Rain, which can sometimes be a blessing, can sometimes also be a disaster. Sometimes the rain can be soothing, sometimes it can be sad. The rain is different every time. The rain this time is not too heavy, but the water droplets are enough to wet the entire city. The sky looks empty, without the moon and stars as its decoration. The lights start to light up, street lights, garden lights, as well as the lights of buildings and shops. The road ahead is still crowded. People are passing by, city life is still active. The streets were filled with people who had just returned home from work, opening their umbrellas at will, making other road users furious. Bus stops were crowded with people, they were urged to find shelter. Of course know how when the bus comes, they precede each other into the bus, no matter the young old, hit each other hit. A sight that is not wearing. At home working hours like this should be more careful, especially when it rains. That's very troublesome.

I have been in this cafe for two hours. Not because it's waiting for rain, just want to. This whole day as usual, I was gone when the sun started to dim. Walking in the suburbs. Deliberately indeed, going out at dinner is being prepared, especially when the father and mother stop by the house. Avoiding the heavy chatter thrown by father and mother. You could say almost every time I do this. I'm tired of having to be asked a lot of questions by them. It's free for me to tell you, they won't understand. And Kino, I'm not sure she'll open her mouth when she's with mom and dad. Aunt must be overwhelmed by it. The dining table will feel awkward, I know that

My childhood was arguably happy, my parents were still guiding and watching me grow. At the age of four, my sister came. These days are still going normal. Until, I was nine and my sister was five. Our parents were busy with their business. We started growing up without the supervision and attention of our parents. I had no problem at the time, but unfortunately my sister couldn't accept it. Our parents don't care at all, they're becoming more and more. They left early in the morning, went home once a night, didn't have time to eat dinner with us, went back to their rooms, and then continued their work. This continued to happen for about a year and a half.

After a year and a half that things began to return to normal, my sister began to return cheerful, laughter was heard in our house again. I was just a little surprised, upon arriving this ? They really stopped or just took a break ? I don't know, but luckily the Kino is starting to improve. At that time I was really happy, my family was back to how it was, I started to enjoy it. Without thinking that, there will come a day when I will fall again. The day the light gets dimmer.