Bab 113: Ten minutes

Her enfold was as tight as assuring. When he started to stroke her back together with her hair, she let her tears fall still trying to hold back. Letting her tears fall, she heard him say it's okay that he'd thrash the memory immediately after she cry. So she pressed her face into his arm and squeezed her eyes closed crying silently. Soon, she opened her mouth because she felt kind of cool crying. "I'm not strong," she wept. "It's too heavy and I feel like shouting, ahh," she continued her sobs while he smiled still stroking her back that has healed when he pressed her to the tree.

"I'm here," he assured.

"For how long huh?" She cried. "Soon, you'll become history to me."

"But for now, I'm here, you can cry on my arms as much as you want."