Boboiboy - So that we can be Together Again

the only older brother

Ice put Mr.Shark on his own bed.

Today is too tiring.

Everything is just too tiring.

Just like what Hali said, he wished that it's only some kind of nightmare,

And after waking up, that Figure who always laughed cheerfully will be here again.

Gathering with them, spending their time together.

He took a quick warm shower, and throw his body on the bed.

"Mr.Whale..", he said to his beloved plushie.

"Mr.Shark will be with us.., i hope you'll understand.", Ice said.

His tears fell again.

He is too tired to even mock himself for being weak or not being manly.

He close his eyes.

It's funny how dramatic it feels.

Even after he close his eyes, his mind is filled with the memories of his deceased brother.

"I miss you already..", he whispered weakly.

"I'm sorry, ...i'm really sorry, so please, can we talk about it?"

"Please come here, you can blame me, just..."

"Come back here, please?", he said.

But what did he expect?

That person won't be able to answer him.

With the tears that he tried so hard to stop, he fell asleep.

Tonight, it's not his beloved Mr.Whale that he hugged.

But instead, it's Taufan's shark plushie.

That big fluffy shark plushie, that Taufan loves so much.

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"...Hali, wake up.", Gempa said to the sleeping figure who wrapped himself inside his blanket.

Usually, waking his grumpy brother up is so difficult, he will say something like 'five more minutes' or just clicked his tongue and continue to sleep.

But not today, he slowly opened his eyes.

His pupils is always red, but now it's redder, his eyes looks swollen.

Gempa smiled weakly after successfully waking him up, "it's 7 a.m" , he said to Hali as he leave Hali's room.

Gempa opened the door of the room next to Hali's room.

The room looks so clean and neat, blue things filled that room.

But something important is missing from that room.

It's Mr.Shark and also the owner.

Gempa feels like he got slapped by reality again.

He went inside that room, tracing the stuffs on the white table.

Still in denial, he pull the blanket from the bed.

But of course, there's nothing.

No matter how much he wished that he will be here, he is no longer here.