Marriage Stain
Wife To Alan?

The cold night air pierced Alan's bones, the man stared blankly out his bedroom window. There was a hole in Alan's heart, filled with emptiness, void, desolate and silent. A place that no creature wants to live in.

Ghosts live in the heart of the man, too quiet and more sinister than an empty, uninhabited house. Ah, poor Alan. Losing his wife made him grim and evil.

Long enough his eyes stared blankly at the pitch-black night, the gloomy, somber atmosphere was exactly like his life was now.

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

"Alan, Alan.." cried his mother as she knocked on the door.

With a heavy step Alan opened the door of his room, he let his mother in without looking at him.

"You haven't eaten all day, let's eat. Just little!" persuade mother.

"Alan's not hungry Ma'am, if there's nothing important please leave Alan alone!" he looked cold when talking to his mother, not because he was angry. The man's heart was indeed frozen, as silent as Sora his life seemed to have no direction and purpose. Alan's spirit fades along with Sora's departure.

The mother who knew her son would not eat even if he forced her to, just shut up and walked towards the door. He looked at his son's back, when he reached the lip of the door, his mother rubbed his cheek.

Seeing Alan suffer after Sora died made him feel the pain in his heart. The beloved son is now in the worst position. Staring at Alan from afar, made my heart feel slashed.

Checkered

Alan glanced at the door of the room that his mother closed, after the departure of his mother, Alan was again immersed in his daydream.

The night had turned into a cloudy morning, the sky was filled with cloudy clouds hanging. It's bleak, it's all in line with Alan's mood.

Today is the seventh day of Sora's departure, the morning that was opened with a drizzle of specks does not discourage Alan from seeing Sora. A black umbrella he stretched out, holding rainwater from coming into contact with his body.

Even the sky seemed to cry with him, feeling endless sadness.

On the still wet ground, Alan sprinkled many flower petals over Sora's tomb. Thousands of fresh petals adorn the resting place of Sora. A bouquet of Alan flowers placed directly above the tomb.

Long enough Alan was silent, staring at the vortex of the wife. "How is this supposed to be?" inner Alan.

"Why is it so hard to let go of you Sora?' His heart began to reject the departure of his wife. The gallant man's eyes began to tear up, he took a breath for a moment. Trying to hold back her tears from falling soaked Sora's vortex.

Poor Alan, too drowned in boundless sorrow.

DUARR...

I heard lightning strike.

"Pak looks like it's going to rain with a heavy wind, otherwise you go back home" suggested the tomb guard. He looked pityfully at Alan whom he saw that he had a faint look.

"No sir, thank you. I want to be with my wife soon!" Alan rejected the advice of the male guardian of the tomb.

Because it has been reminded, then the old guard of the tomb passed. He doesn't want to be drenched and drenched. The tomb guards hurriedly left the burial area.

It was true what the guard of the tomb said, after the guard had gone missing, the rain with the wind came crashing down the trees. Damaging the branches and twigs surrounding the cemetery.

Alan's body was soaked in the wind with the rain. However, the craving of rainwater that soaked his entire body was not as cold as his heart. It's still nothing compared to what he feels.

Alan stared at Sora's grave fixedly, his tears falling together with the rain that fell down his cheeks. The umbrella he was under had gone somewhere, carried by the strong wind that kept crashing.

Alan did not budge, he was still faithful in front of Sora's tomb. The rain did not make him want to take shelter, he was getting more and more dissolved in his feelings. Impregnating the sense of loss on Sora's wet tomb.

"Yes my gosh," cried Riana.

Riana was so in disbelief, Alan was acting stupid like what he saw. He also covered Alan's body that was soaked.

"What's here for? Go awayl. Leave me alone!" alan's orders to Riana.

"Sorry, Mas. I'm not leaving Mas here alone. Let's go home," Riana asked.

"Don't bother me!" Shouted Alan, he vented his emotions on Riana. Disappointment at the fate that separated him and Sora made Alan want to scream. Take out all of his bated disappointments these few days.

Riana did not budge, she covered Alan's body without caring her own body became completely wet.

"You don't understand human language? Leave me alone!" This time Alan's tone had gone up by seven octaves.

"Come, vent your disappointment to me" said Riana, she felt unable to look at Alan who continued to dissolve in endless sadness.

"Don't be crazy, get out of front of me now!" Alan's eyes were red, he really looked angry.

The girl was silent, not shifting a bit. He let the rain fall on his face. Not concerned with the mockery and yelling that was obtained from Alan. Raian still survives to accompany Alan.

"Go, I beg you!" this time Alan slightly lowered his tone. His voice sounded slower let alone swept by the wind and heavy rain. His words sounded soft and soft in Riana's ears.

"No, I'll stay here until Mas gets home!" challenge Riana. The girl did not feel the slightest fear. Alan just shouted at him.

"Go Riana, there's no place for you here!" Alan clutched his chest that was hurting. Sora left a deep scar in the bottom of his heart. No one can replace Sora. No one.

"It's okay there's no place for me there, it's okay!" riana said with a clear grain that was fused with raindrops soaking her cheeks.

Riana's eyes reddened, rejection after rejection made her invulnerable. It doesn't matter if there's no place in Alan's heart for him, but that's for sure. There's always a place to lean for Alan. The girl will wait until Alan opens up.

The rain was getting heavier, the wind was blowing harder, the trees around the cemetery were swaying eerily.

"Go home" Alan ordered.

"No, I'll stay here. If you want me to go home, then let's go home together!"

Alan smiled cynically, he did not expect the girl to be persistent enough either.

"Don't be like this, you'll be hugged yourself!" Alan looked at Riana with a dislike look.

"No need to worry about my wounds! take care of Mas's own wounds, "sad Riana. He returned Alan's gaze with a look that was no less sharp.

Both hold their respective positions. Neither Alan nor Riana would budge.

The rain and wind bear witness to the beginning of their story, above the vortex of Sora. Is this Sora's hope?

Giving a wife to her husband, may Alan be happy. Maybe it wants Sora.

Seriate