A wide, almost perfect place for dead people lightened up by the hot, yet bright, sunny daylight. The surroundings were filled with big, tall trees, flowers, and graves.
Halora seated into the grass nearby to her parents' tombs. She brought flowers and a bottle of perfume for them as her gift.
She has still time before the scheduled flight with Roy. At that moment, Halora wiped out the dried leaves and dust that covered her parents' names.
"How are you mom and dad? It's been a while since the last time I came here to talk with you about my life after your death."
The perk of being an orphan was not easy to deal with. Struggles and hardship gauged Halora's faith for how many years to survive. She accepted the bitter taste of truth that she was bound to be abandoned by the people who genuinely cared for her.
