The Winter Man
#81 Nicholas' Tomb
Five years after losing Nicholas, Keenan and the gang have always been at Nicholas's grave. They more often come in the appeal of Javier and the others, it's because they're the closest to Nicholas.
Those who are old never forget to bring flowers to the man's grave. As of now, Keenan and the gang each carry a bouquet of flowers in his hands.
They gathered around Nicholas' tomb. Keenan kept his bouquet of flowers on top of his best friend's lump of soil, followed by another.
Jonathan kept a bouquet of flowers with a bottle of alcohol.
"Who knew you'd get drunk with an angel in there."
Jonathan's words got a sharp delicacy from the others.
"I didn't even see you bring that drink, Jon," Athes said.
"Yes. I'm hiding it here." Jonathan showed the pocket inside his jacket making the others sigh and shake their heads.
Then they all squatted around Nicholas' grave justifying the flowers on it as well as uprooting some of the weeds that grew.
"We were friends from our twenties, but it was you who came home first .." said Samuel.
"What are you doing inside? no quarrel with angels, right?" ask Aiden.
"Give up if you fight, in there you don't have Nicholas' gun" Sergio continued with a laugh just to treat his longing for his friend.
"You want to bring what tomorrow - tomorrow, not the trouble, the older I get, the harder it is to walk" Philip said.
"Can't you come to our dream and tell me the grille in the grave. I'm afraid of being asked weirdly by angels later" Keenan said.
They went back to silence, only playing the grave ground of his friend with a feeling of emptiness. The older they feel the emptiness of life, the less they live in Javier's mansion, the more they return to their respective families gathered with their families. Sometimes they meet like this.
"I prefer my youth. There are many feelings I feel every day. Pleased, sad, scared, angry. Especially when we attack the mudork, I remember bringing a snack when the attack happened." Sergio smiled bitterly remembering it.
"Now just stay home. Eat sleep, eat sleep, just keep going." Jonathan continued.
"Once my waist has felt gout" continued Philip.
"It's lucky that I know De Willson's family. A lot of fun and scary things happened to join the family" Aiden said with a smile as he continued to play the graveyard of Nicholas.
"Children have also moved house due to marriage, coming home occasionally only. Old age is not good" said Athes.
*
They returned home after seeing the dark sky a sign of rain coming down in a moment.
They walked towards the parking lot but it was not until the car, the rain had fallen just so wet the ground and their bodies.
They ran small towards the car until they finally saw a woman running towards them holding many umbrellas in her hands.
"It's a cake, wear an umbrella. Grandpa is old to play the chants anyway," said the woman while continuing to distribute umbrellas to them.
They opened the umbrella for the woman.
The woman nodded and followed Keenan and the gang all the way to the car. He helped Keenan and the others one by one while taking back his umbrella.
Keenan gave some money to the woman.
"No cake, thank you." He pushed Keenan's arm back into the car.
"It's okay, just take it."
"I'm sincere Kek."
"I am also sincere," said Keenan did not want to lose and then gave the money back.
The woman had to take the money.
"Thank you, Kek .. next time be careful, now it's going to the rainy season."
"Ah we are not afraid of the rainy season because we know the other two seasons" said Jonathan.
"All the other two seasons?" the woman knitted her two eyebrows.
"You know only the rainy season. We've known summer and winter tau. We even took care of them when they were little." Jonathan said.
The woman frowned not understanding. Scratching his head that did not itch at all, he was confused by the words of the old man in the car.
Maybe because it's old so the talk bounces time yes ...
"Hehe yasudah, Cake, Be careful ..."
Those in the car nodded. "Then we go home first. Oh, what's your name?"
"I'm Intan Kek."
*
Intan approached her father who was at the flower shop near the funeral. Usually people come to buy flowers before going to the families of those who died.
"Intan, you want to be single when. You're getting older, Intan. What if no one wants to marry you .." said the father right as Intan sat in front of him.
"Gush ... Dad just carelessly when talking. Relax Dad, the soul mate won't run out either."
The mother came with a cup of coffee and put it on the table.
"Yes, it will not run out. But fearing that our age will run out before marriage, you don't want to feel what the world of marriage is like, Intan." The mother said she sat down to join them.
Intan did not answer his mother's words. He even arranged several flower stalks to make both parents can only breathe.
*B*connected*