Chapter 102. Hate

The sun was already halfway up there. Post four is just a few steps away. The bright sky stretches. There were only clouds passing under post 4. Some people immediately captured the moment. Some couples also immediately took intimate pictures with the sunset in the background. The atmosphere is even more serene. The wind was quite strong. But the most beautiful thing is the silence offered by nature at dusk.

As far as the eye can see, there is only a blackish silhouette. The sunlight was so bright that the eyes had to squint if they wanted to walk to the west. Ratu looked to the side. She saw a sea of white clouds illuminated by the orange rays of the sun. The color was the same as ice cream doused in orange syrup.

But no matter how beautiful the scenery is, the picture is meaningless if the heart is rumbling like a storm. Ratu did not expect Sagara's answer earlier.

"I'm sorry," Sagara replied when asked if he told Araf everything that happened at home. "Even though I di