Chapter II

Tell me a story how the moon love the sun? he died every night to let her breath.

As he seat on the rooftop of a building in the heart of the metropolitan, feeling the cold wind of the night while watching some trucks and private vehicles, he smell another death, he saw different souls, reapers like him are collecting them and he is seating at the rooftop of a building waiting for someone, no its not just one but two, he want to be sad but he cant fell the sadness in the air, for how many years doing this its just nothing to him. But sometimes he is tired of doing so, looking at the schedule book make him feel sick, endless, everything is endless of their kinds.

"Mommy I 'am hungry"

his voice is on a bridge of crying his stomach hurts so much for not eating almost whole day

"we will eat immediately when we arrive at home so don't worry my child"

her voice is full of assurance looking at his son, life is so hard during this time especially when pandemic hits their town.