Chapter-37
The sunsets, making the sky red. Red is the color of love and the color of blood. “Do you know someone says the sun sets and announce the end of the day? But some say that it set with the hope to start a new morning.” He says. “Can I also hope this sun will take all my pain and rise again with the new day of happiness?” I ask. But he keeps silent. I know there is no answer to my question. How can he know what my after has written for me? “Can I trust you?” I ask and he looks at me. “Do you want to trust me?” he asks and I nod. He stands up and cleans his cloth which has smeared with sand. He holds his hand to me, and I stand up. I pat my clothes to clean the sand from mine. I thought he will answer my question. But he takes me somewhere. He takes me to a boat and it starts to
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