The Journey of my Love
Funeral

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This afternoon the weather was a little harsh according to everyone,. But to me it's like cloudy that's going to rain. When I see the body of Kak Reza will be put in a burrow. My tears broke unceasingly until I fainted.

If I may ask, I just want to be given a little time to make her happy on her last day. But those memories were only created during our one month together.

My chest feels claustrophobic considering that memory is back. Where Reza smiled happily because it could make me happy. Thank you, brother, for everything you gave me. I can't pay for everything you've given me just the do'a I'm proposing to keep you calm and peaceful there.

I will try to find happiness after your departure. As I promised you, I will continue my life happily. I hope you can see me smiling later if I find happiness.

I will not erase your name in your memory. I will remember you as the most beautiful memory of my life.

I sit down in front of your belly button. I will change for my promise to you. I'm tired of crying. Pray that I can be happy without you brother.I love you very much, Although only this is our happiness but I love to know and be a part of your life.

Teach me to breathe without you

Teach me to always remember you in my memories

Teach me to smile even if I'm away from you

After almost noon, I got up from my position from the beginning. Before I step foot off I kiss Reza's grave for the last time. I promise to visit her often.

With the help of my friends, I left the final resting place of brother reza. they embraced and gave me encouragement. From last night they stayed at my house for fear that something might happen to me. They know I need the support of the people closest to me.

At 20:00 WIB I entered my room and laid my body on the bed. Suddenly I remembered that at the hospital his brother Reza had given me a letter and diary. Out of curiosity I got up from my sleep.

Before I read the book. I opened the dark blue-covered book in my hand slowly

*Dear Diary, i,

Today is a bright Sunday. And I plan to go for a walk and see the beautiful girl that caught my attention a few months ago.

Arriving at the market, I stared at him from a distance. Her sweet smile made her always want to see it. But I didn't dare approach him because I was afraid he was rejecting my presence. After a long thought I tried to move my feet closer to him.Its idle I want to try to buy a shirt in his shop. And succeeding with a little teasing I got his cell phone number.

Until a few days later. I tried to contact him. And his response was very positive. I was so excited to approach him. Until I took him out for the first time he agreed.

How beautiful it was when she walked out the door to welcome me. She's not a matre girl. I even offered him anything he refused. Until I ventured to ask her out. He accepted me. Oh, I can't write with words how happy I am. My love is reciprocated. At the top I ventured for the first time to embrace his body. He was silent and did not reject me. Today is my lucky day. At least I forgot for a moment the pain that had lingered in my body for a long time.

My diary, my,

Later if I'm gone, will you tell her that I love her so much. I'm afraid I can't last much longer. Hopefully we can be given a longer chance to be together. I finished my story first. Tomorrow if I get a chance I'll write about it here

By;Reza A*

I closed the diary with tears. So this whole time Reza's been looking at me. Only I was so indifferent to my surroundings that I could not realize its existence. I hugged the diary tightly as if hugging reza. The book was the last memory of Reza's sister to me. Now I understand what he wrote the diary for. It turned out that he wanted to give me memories not only in memory but also in the form of writing that every time I missed I could read.