My Geeky Genius Broker
Chapter 16 The Tomb

Kayra's car entered the cemetery in one of the outer areas of the city, an area specifically used by the local government as a public burial place for residents.

Kayra got out of the car while wearing her sunglasses, then..

With a slightly trembling step towards the burial area with a row of gravestones lined with terracing, Kayra had previously asked the guard post where the tomb of a woman named Ayra Azalea was located.

A guard gave a clue to the location where the tomb in question that turned out to be in a more upward location in a row of terra often third.

Arriving at the navel in question, Kayra's legs immediately limp until collapsed sitting just in front of the tombstone bearing her name, said,

Ayra Azalea has died at the age of 22.

Kayra's smooth, tapering hands trembled as she carved out the name on the tombstone, each stroke of letters adding to the torrent of tears that flowed down her cheeks.

Kayra sobbed unable to stem the deep sadness.

"Hiks.. hiks.. hiks. "the slender shoulder goes up and down as the sobs get more unstoppable.

There was no word spoken. there was only Kayra who sat down trembling.even the cool breeze that caressed her face as if rubbing strengthened herself so as not to dissolve in grief.

Kayra laid a bouquet of flowers, the flowers she liked most during her life,

Daisy Flower..

For almost an hour Kayra was sitting in front of her grave. As if she was blowing the weight of tears of sadness, Kayra is now trying to re-set her breath to calm herself.

Take a deep breath, then exhale slowly..

Many times Kayra repeated this until her emotions completely subsided.

Feeling relieved..

Kayra stood up and looked back at her navel, sighed and then walked away from the cemetery.

While passing through the tomb guard post, an old man who was the guard asked Kayra to stop for a moment.

The tomb keeper invited Kayra to sit in the post, and then began the conversation.

"Are the relatives of the late non Ayra azalea ?" ask the old guard.

"Just a friend sir, why ?" still slightly sobbing as Kayra answered the old guard's question.

"Non Ayra seems like a very nice person, once a week there is always a group that visits his grave, a group of children from the orphanage foundation, do you know about it ?" said the old guard.

"I only know if, my friend was indeed very generous. He is one of the investors in several orphanage foundations in the city. Ayra is a good woman and she deserves empathy from everyone who feels her kindness. " Kayra said softly and politely .

"A few days ago there was also a man, his appearance was like a neat young master wearing a suit and riding in a luxurious car, the man also asked where Miss Ayra's grave was, he was just like you miss, she said, carrying a bouquet of daisy flowers that are still fresh, maybe the man is the lover of Miss Ayra yes. his face is very handsome and shady. "back old father of the guard said the thing that made Kayra frown.

"Who... who is the man who came here. and who is the man who knows my favorite flower is Daisy, is David ??" kayra's mind churned.

"I'm sure whoever that man is must be a man who also empathizes greatly with my late friend Ayra. "Kayra's smile covers the curiosity, who is the man who is silent watching him during life..

After talking, Kayra returned to the car, started the car engine, prepared to leave the cemetery and return to the city,

Along the way Kayra felt much calmer, but as loud as the words of the old guard again disturbed his mind, he,

Who yes...