Ricky Vs Rosa's
21. As usual

If you have to let go, let go

If it feels heavy, then light

Our brain is just a handful

Let everything go properly

According to what He has written.....

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Rosa

Two months did not seem to have passed, everything went as usual

Including that man. Ricky....

He often comes to the cafe suddenly, leaving suddenly.

Sitting at the end of the table while circulating his gaze outwards without speaking, without any chatter even a word.

I.. Obviously I always accompany him sitting across from where he sits. Just shut up and follow his gaze. I occasionally hear his heavy breathing.

I often steal my eyes from him. His white face was cold. Eyes that stare sharply but implied deep wounds.

Like I am doing right now.

Sitting quietly without speaking.

"Are you bored?" ask him suddenly.

" What? no !" I quickly answered with a bit of surprise. Because he's not like he used to talk to me.

"Are you tired of sitting here with me??" ask him again without turning.

"I should have said so. Aren't you bored with me??" answer me

There's no answer

just a heavy breath sounded.

"Why do they look happy??" said again.

I just kept quiet while following his point of view. I'm a little confused as to what to answer.

"Have they never been sad?? do they never have a problem?? are they too hard to make money??" ask her again.

" Every human being has a problem, and the problem is different. It all depends on how we solve the problem" I replied.

"Sad is sure, but they do not have time to constantly dissolve in sadness. Time goes on. Where there is a meeting there must be a farewell. There is life too there is death" I replied slowly fearing that my words would lead him to misunderstand.

a second later the mood returned to silence.

He seems to be back with his thoughts.

"Then what about me?"

"Is what I've been doing all this time wrong??" ask him again

"So wrong" I said quickly

I don't know. suddenly the word came straight out of my mouth. At least I want to help ease the burden, if anything happens let it happen. That's all I have in mind.

"yes, what you did was wrong. Not only do you punish yourself, you punish those who love you. It is the same as not trusting God who created us, created all that exists in the universe. With your actions like this, do you think your parents are happy Ric??....

No. They are sad too. When they have to calm down there, they become burdened with this kind of you."

I was silent for a moment....

"Your Lord with my Lord is the same, God. He knows what is best for us. He knows what we can and what we can't get through. If you have to let go, then let go. If it feels heavy, lighten it. Your brain is just a fist, it won't be able to solve everything in the world. You are not alone. Many people love and love you. If you're happy, your parents there are also happy Ric.." I said at length.

At once the words came out unplanned, but I was also surprised by all the words I had said.

I could only see him quiet while lowering his head. Squeezing his own hands that were soaked with sweat.

Unbeknownst to me, my hand had stretched out on its own. Slipping the back of his palm clasped on the table.

"You can do it. If you need to talk, I'll stay here ready to accompany you" I said again.

He was still speechless, looking at the hand that without his permission had dared to hold his hand. Immediately I realized my mistake. I quickly pulled my hand.

"Sorry" I said immediately.

The state of silence returned.

His sight returned to its original place.

"If God is good to me, why did He take my parents??"

"Do you still doubt it?? Why are you still questioning it.....What is his will come back to him. What He wants to happen, it happens. No one could resist it, no one was able to prevent it. Continue your life properly, do not torture yourself again with the events that have passed. Without you even saying a word, your parents know that you love her so much" I said again.

" You are still given everything by Him. Look at the people around you. There are still many children living alone. Without parents, without possessions. Wrestling with the rigors of the world alone just to survive. What you should be doing is not punishing yourself like you have been doing all this time. You should use what you have to help them. Lighten their burdens even a little. Bring a smile on their face again, so that they have the spirit to live their lives" I said

He's been sitting here for an hour like he always does.

At least there is a conversation between us.

he finally got up from his seat, standing about to leave his place. He usually leaves the cafe to get to his car.

"Thank you" he said without looking at me.

Without hearing my reply he had already left before me.

Tumben he said thank you. Looks like I have to prepare some food to capture the moment today. The day I heard him speak well to me. The moment he said his thanks.

He seemed to be squeezing when he spoke softly like that, even though the ice block was still firmly standing in place. At least that block of ice has a little liquid.

I do not need to linger over the events of today. Immediately I moved from my seat to immediately return to my work that I had left earlier.

Smoga you changed Ric, may you be happy again. If you need me, I'll be ready to help you.

Rosa in the Heart.

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