" I 'Messenger of Heaven' am here to bring you to meet your death, am here to bring you the summons of heaven.
...You have lived your life diligently, putting up with every problem, every stone thrown at your way. And now it's time to put an end to all of your miseries. So accept your death the owner of 'colourless soul' it's time for you to freed."
"Die...is death really a solution, will it really end this all" her mind was still wondering, her trembling eyes raised up with another question within "will I really be freed?"
.....
"I refuse to die'
She... refused firmly her shaky voice came out stern.
" Die. Why should I?"with a hidden snicker " 'Mesenger of heaven' you say " she put a front.. bravely. "Yes I have been living well putting up with everything, they would bully me, insult me, belittle me, curse me, trample the last bit of me, my dignity. I never say anything ,I never complain" her voice faltering in her throat. In a small voice "I have always been a good girl like mama said." mumbling to herself.
"Didn't you said, I lived diligently.....decently." he squinted his eyes " Why do all I have is death in my hands in return. How can you say that and why ,why" whimpering like a kif she asked.
"Why? ...What are you repeating your words for...do you regret it "she looked at him dumbfounded "not complaining, not fighting, not cursing back" his husky voice echoing in her ears " 'bleached soul' " he snickered "don't make me laugh, you are just another wolf in a sheeps skin.
Take your death I have other things in my hand."
"Other things" she laughs on her own fate " you really are heartles. You asking me to die here, if you don't know perhaps. It's not like giving up my house , money, happiness or something." her voice changed dramatically from a innocent victim to badass debator. There conversation .....escalated.
'' Do you even have them'' she got interrupted harshly. A sudden realisation having nothing left to retort. But how can she give up just like that specially infront of this annoying thing ... He can't be man, now.
" Yes I do" came an answer.
" Do you even have a life to begin with that you are retaliating so much on a single decision"
"Single Decision is...." irritated " its about life and DEATH" her voice again raised dramatically.
"..."
" Literally.... and isn't it the exact reason, why I don't want to die. I never had a life to begin with. I have always lived like a machine, not asking more , not caring much always remaining quiet with whatever I had waiting for ...for " looking him in the eyes "....for a better tomorrow. " she finally said it the long buried wish of her heart never said, never heard before. Her voice quivered again as her thoughts went astray. And she...