A Match for Him

A Match for Him
146 Is my fate


They were agitated, unable to stand quietly. Only prayers can they offer at this time, hoping Steve will be fine. Can the farewell not happen now?


Steve's mother sat weakly on the bench. She was not Steve's real mama, but hoped that the prayers of a foster mother would be heard by the Almighty.


She's been raising Steve since he was a kid. Loving Steve is like loving his daughter. Steve's friends also bowed deeply. Not ready to hear a bad room if the doctor comes out.


Back to their memories. It's not just a friendship that one or two just know. They put up a fucked-up Nuna. Maybe this is why Steve didn't want them, especially Nuna, to know about his illness.


Yuta sighed, he who Sidah told Nuna about Steve's health condition, felt a little guilty, but he would definitely feel more guilty again if he remained silent. At least Nuna is not too late to know everything. At least ... if something bad happens with Steve, there are good memories that they had carved together, yes even though there will be tears.


Nuna patted her chest. Why should the people he loves be in the hospital? Why why why why why?


The others were fervently praying, really begging for Steve's recovery.


He's a good man, let him heal and please those who love him, especially his adoptive family.


He's a good friend, let us be together even longer. Poor his foster parents.


Nuna bit her lips until they bled. Everything he did still could not shake the tightness he felt.


The door of the room finally opened, they came in unison, though afraid to hear what the doctor was going to say.


"Sorry, we can't ...."


Nuna broke into the ICU before the doctor could even finish speaking.


Nuna saw all the life support tools Steve no longer showed a reaction. The girl's knees felt limp without bones.


"Steve, wake up, wake up!


Those who watched in the back, could only cry.


Nuna started shaking Steve's body.


"Wake up, do you want me to be a spinster, huh?" He tried to press Steve's chest, still trying to save the man even though the doctor had said Steve was no more.


"Wake, wake!"


They want to prevent Nuna, but Freya forbids it. Freya thought, let Nuna vent all her sadness. Let her cry, scream, even try to save Steve.


Maybe this is what people used to feel when he was lying like Steve. Someone must be unwilling. Surely they want to keep trying to keep him safe, and get back with them.


"Wake, Steve. I beg you."


"Nuna, I've."


"No, I don't want to be left out. If he's leaving me, why then we have to go back to me." Nuna pressed down on Steve's chest, even whether consciously or unconsciously with what she was doing, Nuna gave the man an artificial breath.


Unsuccessful as well, Nuna ended up tightly hugging the man's body. His tears streamed down Steve's already deathly pale face. Nuna could feel the man's cold body. No longer feeling his breath.


"Maybe my fate has always been abandoned. My parents, Dika, and now you."