Sweet Tears

Smile

Today, it is not good to be sad all the time. I really want to make myself happy, although it sounds impossible. I go through day after day, but my best friend Martin will never come back. I decided to go to the park where Martin erased my sadness. Nostalgic. Yeah, I will do anything to feel his presence one more time. Since the longing has been piling up with the memories of Martin that have been buried by time, tear of sadness drops. But this drop of water is soothing. It makes my longing wears off slowly and disappears. What is the point of longing, if we cannot meet each other. Lately, I rarely complain to mama and papa. There is no point in complaining, it is obvious that the result will remain like this. There is no result before and after complaining.

I go home after spending some time at the park. I meet Roy on my way home. I don't even know why but seems like it is one of God's plans. Can't I be alone?

"Hi Min!" a guy calls me from afar. I hold myself back, not responding to him.

"Mimin, it's me, Roy" he runs to me this time. But, I still holding myself back, not responding to him.

When the guy stands by my side.

"Hi Min, what are you doing at the park all by yourself?" that guy asks me.

"Only reminiscing the past" I say it to the guy standing next to me.

"About Martin? I miss him too, Min, it's okay. Martin is a good guy, he must be in heaven now. Amen" Roy holds back his tears.

"Amen Roy. I cannot stand seeing you enduring the burden all this time, you may cry if that can get rid of the burden you have right now" I have to admit that I cry looking at him gets hurt.

Roy looks down and covers his face with both hands. I know that he's crying. It is alright for him to cry, it is a normal thing humans do when they get hurt. Still sobbing, Roy asks me to come over to his home and I say yes.

When we arrive at Roy's house, all of the orphans welcome me except for those who are in the middle of their activities. Roy's Mother greets me and asks about out stroll, we actually cried at the park, nothing more. She is sorting out photographs of the orphans that she takes care of wholeheartedly. I am glad, even though my body is incomplete, but, I still have a family. Just like old days, I am touched looking at Roy's life as well as his Mother's job. I remember papa and mama who are waiting for me at home. I bid Roy's Mother good-bye and Roy takes me home, not riding his vespa, of course. He walks me home, pushing my wheelchair. We take a safe route through small alleys. To avoid dangers. This guy seems really nice. Before I lost my limbs, Roy promised me that he will always be by my side, and he never breaks his promise even when I am disabled. What a loyal man. I smile emotionally as I contemplate my life all the way home. I am touched, and suddenly I regain my spirit that has gone for a long time.

And I start to smile again.