Don'T Kill My Reality
Poor Woman

The night sky is so dense without stars only a full moon with a dim light illuminates the earth with its light immersed in the darkness of the night, the black shadows of trees fill the silence above the dark green land with the sound of night animals breaking the silence in the wilderness inversely proportional to the crowds of bright metropolitan cities with flickering street lights shooting the exit illuminates the corners of the city from various directions.

In an apartment building with a height of 30 floors clearly visible some lights that are partially extinguished visible from the windows of the dark balcony only a few lights that radiate out.

In a dark apartment with no illumination in it and only a dim sleeping lamp next to it that illuminates the room faintly looks a girl sleeping soundly in a medium-sized bed.

In his sleep, willow's brows gently furrowed painfully with the rush of sweat that began to come out from all over his body. The look on his face knit the pain of drowning in a dream as if the pain wracked his entire body ruthlessly and mercilessly, his hand involuntarily clasped tightly onto the blanket as if hiding himself from fear and agitatedly seeking tranquility for himself in his nightmare.

Finally, the lashes flickering opened his eyes wide in shock with the roar of breath gasping hard directly sitting on the bed.

Her tears flowed like a river so swift and unbearable.

"Alright hikss"

"All is well hyx hyx"

"Sakitt hikss please be okay hikss"

"I'm fine hikss.." she said as she squeezed her heart out from behind her nightgown.

Black mane was messy, horrible red eyes with traces of teardrops on his pale cheeks, staring blankly at the dark night sky in a room without lighting that relied only on the dim light of the moon.

Her white nightgown was shapelessly tangled with her hands drooping above her knees.

"Hikss hikss hikss.."the whimpering of a heartbreaking cry into the song of night makes the feathers of the nape of the person who hears it feel the sorrow of a very heart-wrenching sting.

"Dad..."

"Mother..."

"Sister..."

"Back !!!!..."

"Tidaakk... no. .. pleasenn...."he held both ears and shook his head as if to dispel a memory that continuously crossed his mind and made his mind hit. as a result of the action that squeezed both sides of his head black uncoiled hair was increasingly shapeless, tangled like a wild bush that has no man.

Like a madman who loses his sanity without a good side of logic and coupled with his mentally seriously injured himself like a child who is left out with cruel in a vile world with a lot of the stench of this evil without knowing what to do in the confusion and fear of his solitude.

Memory after memory flows as painfully as a broken cassette that keeps playing, mentally damaging and tormenting the lost mind and heart.

It was like being trapped and drowning in the suffocating and painful waters of the river shackling his frail body curled up in distress.

The faint, lanky petite hand trembled violently picking up a small white bottle trying hard to open it, taking its contents haphazardly and gulping at it without a second thought.

Crack ...

Prong ...

The white details were scattered on the carpet on the edge of his bed along with broken glass glass that added to the mess in his own room.

"Aaaaaaaakkkhhhh hiks"he screams messed up everything in front of him with the hand still clutching the white details.

Upholding him without water, he immediately slumped weakly on the edge of the large balcony window which was only blocked by a large glass with curtain cloth that fell under it.

The head with a long black mane in disarray was drooping limp with a glass.

Gazing blankly at the sight of the full moon that was looming high in the midst of the darkness outside, slowly the medicinal effects began to calm his shattered physical and mental state.

The morning quickly.

The woman in the white sleep dress was still in the same position from last night without thinking about the condition of her body that was getting frail woke up due to the sunlight that illuminated her.

Frowning due to the glare and his disturbed sleep he slowly opened his eyes and closed again adjusting the light conditions are too bright.

Looking at his messy room and also the shattered remains of glass glass scattered he sighed.

Rise slowly with his arms propped up next to him but he fell because of his body that felt very weak and stiff, trying again he finally managed to stand even though he supported his own body on the glass next to him, accidentally his eyes saw a reflection of himself in a large mirror that was pointing right beside him.

A crumpled, loose sleeping white dress wrapped her petite frail body with both barefoot thin legs and a disheveled mane here and there like a madman. He saw his own reflection in front of him reflected in the glass, slowly touching his pale face just as his skin was as pale as his own blood would not flow on his back.

The black panda's eye circles were clearly tightly constricted in both of its emotionless eyes life looked extremely hollow and empty.

is this me??, he asked on his own reflection.

After cleaning up all the mess in his own room he rushed to take a shower. Wearing only loose clothes and loose shorts, he walked out of his room into a tiny, minimalist kitchen.

Brewing a pot of tea and baking bread he sat alone at the table eating enjoying his own breakfast.

Ringgates

Cringg

kriinggg

Drrttt

Drrtttt

"Where are you???." asked the caller.

"I ? In my apartment.. mark, what's up ?"he replied gently with a slightly raucous voice.

"Ohh I'm sorry dear today we can't eat together and go on a date .." answered the gentle voice of the man across there.

"Why ? Is there any Mark's office business ?"ask again.

"No... Lucia listen to me !! the company's investment this time is more important than anything.I'm sorry, baby" replied the man meluhkan lucia.

Mark is his lover and boss and CEO at the company where he works.

"It's okay.have worked" replied lucia a little disappointed.

"Hmm" replied mark again.

Clique

Silent.

Without a word of affection or see you, the man immediately turned off his phone, and for the umpteenth time Mark reneged on his promise.from when something like this happened, he already does not remember anymore or maybe their busyness because the company managed by Mark is getting more advanced and growing, but since when was the last time he felt a warm feeling on the other side of his cold heart ??

Lucia just stared blankly at the dark screen of her phone.she picked up her ripe toast she immediately smeared it with jam and ate it quietly.