Novel & Cerita Crying Behind Smile

Only colder. Older. And smiling.

My tears dropped on her face. I turned to leave to fetch medications myself. But then, I felt Tania hold me back. Instantly, I snapped my head back to her face. She smiled weakly at me, and I could not stop crying. How can she be smiling in this pitiful condition? I know she's hurting, and I don't expect her to hide it from me. Her smile widened. “You are so pretty when you cry, Elaine. But I don't like seeing these tears,” she said in a feeble tone.

Even though he was happy and smiling, he looked like he was going to cry any second. "You are not going to cry, are you?" I asked and heard him laugh. "I don't know. I'm happy. Even if I cry they will be tears of joy." He stated. "And why would you cry? I won't let you cry. You are only allowed to smile." I replied and this time his eyes were really filled with tears. "Aaryan no," I stated. I don't know but it was so funny. It is an unpopular opinion but boys look much cute when the cry. I should have been consoling Aaryan but I felt like laughing. The man who shows him as a strong person was emotional now!

Dad said so I nodded without still removing the wrinkle off my forehead. "Smile, this is your birthday .." he added so I turned to him and stared. He was smiling but his eyes seemed sad. Why? He is rich, we are all here. Why is he sad? Because of that I smiled. "There .. you look more beautiful when you smile hija," he said. I smiled because he didn’t know why I was smiling now. He nodded at me before turning his back to greet the guests. "Miss Sadie can we take a picture of you—"

I can't breathe. A hidden platform beneath the stage slowly lifts her up, like a corpse rising from the dead. And when she sees me, she smiles. Shit. That smile. It’s not just any smile; it’s the kind that takes your breath away, leaving you frozen in place. Her lips curve upward in a way that feels both intimate and electrifying, like a secret only we share. It’s a smile that reaches her eyes, making them sparkle with a mischievous glint, as if she knows exactly what she’s doing to me.

I wondered what he found funny and I guessed Khan wondered the same because he happened to be staring at him. “You know, you’re not very pretty when you cry,” he teased, a small smile tugging at his lips. “And the last thing I want to see before I die is that beautiful face all scrunched up. Smile for me, Rae.” I tried. God, I tried. But the sobs kept coming. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. “This is the wrong time to joke.” My voice cracked as I spoke. “I’m not joking.” He urged. “Smile for me.”

He began laughing and teasing her at how much she could not handle him in a sad mood. Adrian always had a smile on his face aside from when he was being serious. But behind that smile was a story only

The people around us pointed and smiled as they see the happy couple splashing on the rain like nothing matters but themselves alone. I smiled before I carefully walk towards a woman clad in a peach colored coat, her brown hair plaited into two halves, adjusting her glasses on top of her nose. She was seated in front of a cafe, sipping on a hot cocoa as she nibbled on a sugar coated bread. She push her eyeglasses on her hose and wipe her tears, leaning back on her chair, trying to appear emotionless. She looks very pretty even when she is crying right now. I focused on her mind and saw the reason why she was crying–Her memories flashing in my own head and there I found the reason behind t

I didn't want to see her always crying and crying again just because she was happy. "In the future, if you feel happy, just laugh. Smiling or screaming joyfully is better than seeing you cry." I let go of my hug to her. "I don't want to see you cry for these things because I promise you the happiness you will feel will not stop here." I smiled at her.

I won’t cry… I won’t… I wiped my eyes with shaking hands, a sob escaping my lips as I backed away from my bed. I clamped my hand over my mouth, trying to stifle the sobs that were begging to escape. The pain I felt needed an outlet but I couldn’t cry. I would always keep smiling, keep going, keep strong… Tears trickled down my cheeks as I stared at my bed. Although I was now across the room, I still backed away further, as if being near them would harm me... But the damage had already been done.