Hope is like breathing for all creatures on earth. A man who stops hoping may like someone out of billions who does not expect another day to come.
A bumpy and uneven road the girl had to take for two hours on the red motorcycle to her campus, or a man had to climb up a roof of someone else house in order to meet his beloved one was from a single word named hope, hope that would end up in happiness.
Hope itself could comes anytime, now, a minute to go, another minute, another hour, a day, a month or even never at all when too much hope to expect.
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"crack…" the old roof tiles protested when Hendra stepped on them. Another second, they slipped down.
"Crasshh" Finally some tiles fell down into pieces. The house owner knew his roof tiles slipped down down there. Luckily Hendra could see the pick-up car was still parked down there. But Hery did not know his boss was above the car.
