THE TEARS THAT FLOW BECAUSE OF THE SAD RELATIONSHIP Tears That Flow Because of the Relationship of Sadness

Chapter 28 Jogging and the World of the Future?

After enjoying the view of the star-studded night sky and sunrise view while sitting in a tree house.

Now that Riyan and Olivia have both bathed and dressed neatly, they intend to exercise the morning that is 'jogging'.

They've been jogging.

Somewhere at the same time, Cleo and Deana were also jogging.

"Sister! Stop that!" deana exclaimed by spreading her palms right in front of Cleo's face so as to stop Cleo who was running small.

"Why is Deana?!?" cleo protested in amazement at his sister's behavior.

"Look over there, brother!" show Deana to two teenagers of which she is Riyan and Olivia.

Deana approached them leaving her sister, "I'm first sister!"

'Oh, my God, look at that boy!' cleo thought he was amazed to see his sister who was more concerned with people he liked not long ago than his own brother who had contributed a lot to raise him from childhood.

"Well there's Olivia." Cleo's smile also followed her sister who approached Riyan and Olivia.

"Halo Riyan/Ho Olivia." greet the two brothers at the same time.

"Oh, hello also Deana." said Riyan.

"Hi Cleo." replied Olivia with a sweet smile on her tiny lips.

"Are you guys jogging? We are also jogging, how about we jog together!?!" cleo and Deana said simultaneously.

"Isa. Brother why from earlier continue to follow my words." Deana grumbled.

"Now! Following you? I said it first." protested Cleo.

"You're bigger than me! I'm the first 0.1 seconds!" refute Deana.

"No, I'm the first one! And why is your way of speaking so impolite to your brother?"

'God! Why are these two brothers even fighting like this?!?' thought Olivia was watching.

"Oy, oy, you guys are fighting because of something like that" said Riyan who immediately turned his attention.

"Ah right! Rather than like this what if we were to run for that match, this would be the fourth!" Cleo.

"What is that hobimh calling a storm?" cynter Riyan.

"Yes, right! It became my newest hobby because of someone." said Cleo who glanced at Olivia while raising her eyebrows.

Riyan snorted violently while draping his hand.

"Let's run from here to the end of the road! At the end of the road there is a roadside chicken noodle dealer, who loses must treat everyone." suggested Cleo confidently because he was sure he would win.

"OK! Who's afraid!" said Riyan whose confidence is not inferior to Cleo.

"This brother is nothing at all, looking for a preoccupation with seizing another person's golden opportunity." muttered Deana who was annoyed by folding her tiny lips.

"God, you guys are so childish." said Olivia, who sneered while laughing.

Riyan and Cleo used the squat start to start a run.

"One...

Two...

Three."

They both run and go ahead of each other.

But when in the middle of the road Riyan stopped his run when he felt that he was far behind by Cleo and felt that he was far ahead of Olivia and Deana.

"Damn, I'm so tired...! I'd better give up and take the usual road!" Mumbled Riyan who then walked normally leads a chair by the roadside to sit down.

"Please! Pickpockets!" The voice of the middle-aged woman who was about to board the taxi was exactly ten steps away from the seat that was being occupied by Riyan.

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No one cared about the mother's screams because everyone was busy with their work.

"Please! Help u! Anyone please!" the sound of her screams shrank because of too much shouting.

The mother continued to pursue the pickpocket even to the point of crashing in the middle of the road crowded with vehicles, no one helped her.

"Please! Help me!"

'Gosh, I do hate troublesome things, much less... I don't even have pity, rather I can't feel it, but... I can't let anything happen just like that, especially right in front of my eyes, ' thought Riyan who approached the mother in the middle of the road and led her to the shoulder of the road.

"Mom, wait here! I'll be back soon" he said, sitting the mother in the chair and gently holding her shoulder.

Then Riyan immediately went chasing in the pickpocket.

"If I run then I will be left far behind," murmured Riyan with a wry face looking for something to use.

He immediately approached a bicycle that was on the shoulder of the road belonging to a couple who were dating.

"Excuse me can I borrow the bike?!

There was someone who was pickpocketed, I had already tried to help him by chasing him up to here, but was still losing fast with the motorbike driven by the pickpocket, so I borrowed this for a while!?!" said Riyan who spoke very quickly then immediately got on the bike and went riding it super fast.

He pedaled the bike very seriously, at first he only intended to chase the pickpocket, but there were some oddities.

"Is this place a city? I'm sure it was just a place like a street full of trees on the side of the road and some small houses, but... Why did everything turn in a moment into a swaddling building, as if this was a different place than the one before." Riyan muttered while cycling.

When his mind is disturbed about where he is going, he is not aware of the turn in front of him so that the bike in use swayed then lost balance and hit the rock until it almost fell into the gutter.

"God! Bike's broken!?" he again saw the bike he borrowed from others become damaged, the bicycle wheel is dislodged and the iron is bent because it hit the asphalt of the road.

"Akh, am I hurt?!" riyan murmured when she realized the pain because her elbows and knees were scratched by the asphalt until they were injured and bleeding.

Riyan's focus was again distracted by the pickpocket who ran not far from where he fell.

Riyan narrowed his eyes when he saw a man who was running fast without caring about the surroundings so that he continued to hit some people who were walking around him, making some people who had clashed with him so yelled and cursed at the man to show his frustration because their bodies had to collide quite hard with the body of the pickpocket.

Riyan got up from the fall and tried to run nimbly towards the pickpockets who were still trying to escape, occasionally the pickpocket turned his head back to make sure no one was chasing him.

"Hey! Fucking stop!" shouted Riyan who was still trying to catch up with his legs that sometimes swayed due to injury due to falling earlier.

"Damn it! Crazyhead! Is he not tired of continuing to chase?" as the pickpocket said when looking at Riyan.

The pickpocket deliberately ran towards one of the narrow alleys. Riyan continued to follow despite having to tilt his way through the narrow alley.

That narrow alley led them to a dead end, Riyan was trying to catch his breath.

"Well... Surrender yourself! There's nothing you can do!" threaten Riyan with a loud breath.

"Is that so? You think there's nothing I can do? It's a pity but your estimation is wrong." said the pickpocket with the face of the rogue with his leisure.

The pickpocket-faced rogue seemed to be deliberately standing at the end of the dead end and facing Riyan, as if he had been waiting for Riyan's presence with his slanted smile that showed that he was not a good person.

The pickpocket grinned and stared cynically at the figure of Riyan deliberately chasing after him without fear.

"You can live! Then... I will grant your wish to die." said the man, taking out a knife tucked in his waist.

His eyes glared sharply at Riyan as he continued to get closer because he intended to stab with the knife he was holding.

The pickpocket gripped Riyan's shoulder very tightly and pushed him against the wall of the alley and then stabbed the vital part of the heart to make Riyan bleed a lot from the mouth.

With great difficulty Riyan tried to release the knife that pierced his heart, he even threw the body of the pickpocket until it fell to the ground.

"Ugh.." said Riyan, who was holding the knife.

"Erghs! How dare you!" the pickpocket tried to stand up and came back to approach Riyan with his knife.

"Feelings before death are common to me, I don't know... Since it's like this, but... Being too used to it like this, it doesn't feel scary." said Riyan.

Riyan took a twisting kick and dropped the knife held by the pickpocket and kicked it away. Riyan back to do a round kick and the kick was right about the head of the pickpocket, because the hard kick immediately made the body collapse of the pickpocket, the pickpocket, Riyan grabbed the bag from the hands of the pickpocket and immediately left the small alley.

With a heavy staggering body and eyes that began to stare at the nanar, Riyan still continued to endure.

A middle-aged mother had approached him out of nowhere.

"Thank you for helping."

"Ah... Yes, it doesn't matter ma'am." said Riyan in a soft voice.

The mother just looked at Riyan from bottom to top and only smiled faintly when she saw so many wounds on Riyan's body.

"You won't feel that pain anymore!" he said pointing towards Riyan's chest pierced by a knife, right at the same time the rain came down so quietly without lightning and thunder.

'Rain? At a time like this? What does the mother mean, ' thought Riyan.

"By the way mom, do you know where we are now?!"

"The future!" said the mother.

"The future? What do you mean?"

"This is the first place you meet again after the cruel life in the life you live today. This is a hundred years after your death in those days."

"Haha... What are you talking about? I barely understand what you say?!" riyan said with a confused face.

"Wild however. Do you want to understand or not?! I'll repay the kindness you did with this!" said the mother who grabbed Riyan's bloodied hand and put a necklace on it while smiling warmly.

"A lot of people who know but pretend, many people who work but do not care, many people who can but choose their needs, many are indifferent. But... You are different, so accept it! I will also give him one more thing, give this to him and you will be able to meet him again despite being separated by a cruel fate, that is my second gift" he said.

"That's not necessary!" reject Riyan who tried to return the necklace he received from the mother, but somehow he could not feel his hand, as if numb.

'My hand?! What's wrong with my hand? I cannot move it at all?!' thought Riyan.

"Good bye! We will meet when you are born in this life." said the mother in a tone full of mystery.

"Wait a minute! Wait!"

Before Riyan actually returned the necklace he received, suddenly a cold wind blew and then hit his hair to the point of making his hair flutter forward and so cover his eyes.

Both eyes became sore from the hair and some dust flying, Riyan rubbed his eyes trying to clean the dust from his eyes.

A flash of light enveloped around Riyan as he was trying to clear his eyes of the dust.

"Ahk.. very painful" he murmured.

"Of Riyan! You arrived a long time ago? I was already very hungry while waiting for a deal from someone who lost on the run." Cleo said.

Riyan opened his eyes slowly and looked around again with a face filled with confusion and astonishment.

"What are you looking for?! If you're looking for Olivia, she's right next to me right now and she's crossing over for too long waiting for you." cleo said again when he saw Riyan while pointing at Olivia who was crouching right next to him with her arms folded.

'What am I... Just crossed dimensions?' thought it was Riyan who asked himself.

"Oy you want to take responsibility huh?! Don't pretend like you've come from somewhere you don't know and come here quickly." Cleo sneered as she threw a small pebble right over Riyan's head.

"You're ruining my thinking." murmured Riyan who approached them.

The fourth match ended with a defeat by Riyan.

And the day is over.

SERIATE.