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Raindrops poured down on the red soil of the Ranggon Cottage Public Cemetery in East Jakarta. The area looked quiet and lonely. The wet shady trees and the movement of the twigs in the wind seemed to try to explain that it wasn't a good place to stop.A male cat with black fur ran frantically in the pouring rain. The beast jumped over several graves without caring anything, or maybe he just wasn't conscious and didn't care. The dark furry animal stopped under a Cambodian tree trembling. He wagged and licked his wet fur. However, no matter how shady it was, the tree couldn't really make the cat feel any betterThe cat was curled up beside the tree trunk as closely as possible, trying his best to avoid being hit by the rainwater he hated. He sat still, trembling. His eyes were open and closed, occasionally highlighting the distant rows of tombstones with a sad look as if expecting a warmer placeThe tombstones in the field had previously looked dull. However, now