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In the end, the window that was originally opened in hopes of bringing coolness and comfort to a space is now back to being closed as it used to be.
At first the empty room was so hopeful that air circulation could enter the space properly. Where as long as the window in the room is tightly closed, not much can be felt.
When an expectation of the word cool and can feel the comfort of the air blowing in to fill the room. Hoping to get a new wind change can replace the last wind. But unfortunately the room cannot expect much of what it hopes for.
Thundering rain and thunderstorms only gave the water droplets and drenched the room. Make a corner in the room flooded with water. And not to mention the strong wind it turned out to have destroyed what had been neatly arranged in the room.
At first glance, the hope is so simple. Only limited to air that can provide a new atmosphere in the space. Because it was so simple maybe the previously closed window didn't think that a storm was coming. And don't even think that if the rain comes it can bring water into the room.
All the expected prefixes have finally changed now. After all it has given definite results. In the end the room closed the windows again and gave up hope of the coolness they hoped for. Now even the room will close the meeting forever so that it doesn't take long to feel what was not expected.
Let the room only get the wind that rotates in that space. Let it not be replaced by new air. At least the past wind that has filled the space still remains cool and has long provided many beautiful memories.
And in fact, the past wind that has accompanied the space for a long time does not bring storms or water to the space. Even though only a past wind has disappeared, the memories that the shared space of the wind pass through give the meaning of the true coolness of the hope that space has always wanted.
The room could feel true coolness along with the past gusts of wind that had accompanied it for a long time. Without ever hesitating and giving what the wind can hope for, even though it decreases slowly, it still leaves devotion to the word coolness and the reality of calm and peace. Maybe because the wind has indeed been created by God for that space, therefore only the wind will understand the needs of that space. So that the space now thinks that it will no longer be looking for a new wind. Which always comes without definite coolness. Too noisy, and too much rain.
The room now closed tightly all the existing window points. Everything the room feel is enough. And no longer want to feel the storm or the roar that happened. The hopes that are expected are all false. And will no longer hope for the word hope and try to find. Let it be in the silence and the void that exists, but at least not feel the sorrow of the ruined space. It can't be neatly organized without having to shake the new wind so strong just to make the space messy. Let it be stuffy and look darkly but still look neat and tidy.
No longer hope that the air cycle will come bringing a cool breeze. No longer hope to get the comfort of the breeze of kindness. To feel what has been tasted has gained a sufficient sense of the fact that with what is is better preserved. No longer want to dream of being a beautiful and soothing room. It is enough so that it becomes a vacuum with millions of memories of the beauty that has been passed along with the wind ago.
The room can smile proudly with the existence of the wind that has ever been faithful to accompany it. And the wind can then smile always with a band of loyalty together with the space who understands the loyalty that is now being obtained.