
Day after day changed, it did not feel like a year passed so quickly. Reza's life changed 180°, happiness that used to be pseudo, he had felt perfectly. There is nothing happier than being with his wife.
His attitude also changed, during this year Reza took care of his new business, both licensing, site renovation, submission of cooperation to and fro in order to open a business with his wife. In addition, Reza also diligently followed the study, in order to be a good leader in his household.
Sofia was always with him everywhere. Of course, not forgetting his duty to take care of and care for his mother-in-law. All kinds of treatment and therapy have also been done, now the condition has little change. He began to move his hands.
Nino, since the release of her first album, has received many invitations to fill events. But Sofia was only confined within the city. Not allowing performance outside the city. He also took education with home schooling so as not to be exhausted, the child was very enjoying his poetry. Living with passion and happiness, especially plus the complete family.
“Honey, the name of the company has a deal yes, Rayyanza Parfume,” said Reza approached his wife who was wiping Yani's body.
“Iya, Mas. Already in acc?”
“Udah, today asked to sign the copyright, brand and label of the company, dear. After this we start opening job vacancies yes,” said Reza sitting next to the wife and clasping her hands, kissing repeatedly to make Sofia feel bad. Moreover, Yani was paying attention to them right now.
“Mas, there is Mama ih,” elak woman glanced at the mother-in-law.
“Ssssof It was heavy and quite difficult when Yani made a sound.
“Mama! Mama can talk?” Sofia is approaching soon. His eyes sparkled, touching the hands of Yani who was trying to lift.
Hurry Sofia touched that hand and put it on her cheek. A sincere smile shimmered from his lips.
“Ma ... af...” Yani's breath was wheezing and starting to get irregular.
Yani forced her lips to smile, eager to move and embrace her. His body was completely stiff. Reza swiftly helped the mother to sit down. His hand patted Reza's arm. “Ma ... af!” he said shed tears. Sweat also splashed on his forehead. His hands and feet were cold.
“Iya, Mother. Sorry Reza also yes,” said the man still supports the body of his mother who had only been able to sleep on the bed.
Her crying seemed to be stifled, until her chest felt tight. Breathing's dashed. Sofia scrunched up her face, “Mas, tambahin again, Mas,” the door.
Reza nodded, helping to break down her mother's barely conscious body. “Ma,” call Reza in the ear of the mother. Shortly thereafter, Yani seemed to be snoring.
Sofia immediately turned to the other side, whispering a string of shahada sentences, hoping that the mother would follow. His chest throbbed violently, he clasped Yani's very stiff and very cold hands. Sofia muttered the words of the shahada with a trembling voice.
Reza's chest as if hit by a giant hammer, tight squeezed him, his tongue was a mute until he could not make a sound anymore. A few moments later, Yani's breath could no longer be heard. His mouth was still open, his eyes were open.
“Ma!” call Reza in a heavy voice. His pair of eyes turned red. He immediately checked the pulse on Yani's wrist, as well as the heartbeat on her chest. Her body instantly squeezed, “Innalillahi wainna ilaihi roji’un!” his murmur was accompanied by falling tears.
“Innalillhai wainna ilaihi roji’un,” added Sofia closed her eyes and mouth.
That morning, grief enveloped Sofia's residence. The funeral procession was immediately carried out. Already contacted Riana—yung son Yani, but there is absolutely no answer. The funeral took place without her daughter.
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