The Story of a Broken Man

82. The One in Front of the Eyes

The beautiful scenery was felt when they had climbed to the top of the mountain. Fortunately, Yusuf was not a phobia of heights, so he could still enjoy the sight that spoiled his eyes. Although his legs were really sore but he was satisfied with the results. It's really cool the view.

"We're making a tent!"

"Now?" ask Yusuf.

"Next year, yes now."

"May I take a break?"

"Don't be long!"

"Yes" Joseph sat down and drank. He then took pictures of the scene in front of his eyes.

"It's been five minutes. Later if you want to take pictures. What matters now is that the tent is what it used to be" his friend reminded.

"Can't it be much longer, huh?" saying so he got up from his seat now and then was busy helping to make a tent.

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While continuing to look at the woman in front of him, Riski wondered in her heart. His face was indeed similar to his mother's, but he had always doubted her. After all, after a long time he even began to forget a little about his mother's face. If, for example, it was his mother, he was very happy .

There was no anger in his heart . Although she had been away without news for a long time, she had been in trouble because there was no mother, she did not want to hate her own mother. Deep down, he wanted her to come home no matter what.

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The beautiful twilight looked so perfect that Joseph looked at him again after he had finished building the tent. He was grateful that it was not suicide. Had it been so, he would not have been able to see the twilight at the top of a mountain like this.

Ah, the difficult times that happened at that time are now part of his precious life story. Until he dies he will not forget a moment full of tears. He can now accept everything.

"It's so good! It feels like I'm in heaven again. If only I had seen a scene like this before, why am I just now seeing it?" while looking at the scene he protested to his friend.

"Better now than nothing, right? Because of this kind of scene, I have a reason to live. It sounded illogical, but this was the reality," he let out a long sigh.

"You know my boyfriend who recently committed suicide because he no longer has a uterus? At that moment I was completely destroyed. People are ready to get married, even hear the news. Who is not upset? At first I wanted to follow along, but after seeing the beautiful world I changed my mind. I want to keep seeing this kind of scene for as long as I can. Because of that simple thing, I can be strong" he continued at length.

"You're great too. I remember that time you cried in front of me. You were crying because she wished you could be happy with someone else. Once you're gone, aren't you planning on looking for someone else?"

"For now I don't want to. I still want to be alone, not until when. After she died, I'm not thinking about marriage anymore. I know, I'm stupid but I still haven't let him be replaced by anyone else in my heart. I don't know, maybe I won't marry you to death."

"Can't say that. If you don't want to continue to marry your fate how? Time to be confused?"

"Is there another language? About that also my anu also will not protest," he replied while a little protest.