Distance (Pursued Hot Duda)
49 Naughty Tears And Want To Be A Good Child
"Rei, you really see me, why?"
"You, remember me, Nay?"
"Yes remember, four years we went to college together, worked together, lived together, time can forget."
Naya shook her head, astonished by Kirei's attitude.
Those who were there, gazing sadly at Naya who looked like a senile person, suddenly forgot someone, then remembered it all by itself.
"Frey, let's get married" Erlang asked for the umpteenth time.
"I told you, you can be a widower for the second time, because the same woman. You'll be fooled by people."
And for the umpteenth time Naya refused.
Mommy Chiro then took the small box from inside the drawer, she gave it to Erlang.
"It's yours, I forgot to give it back to you, first."
Erlang opened the box. Inside was a necklace with rings. Her wedding ring with Freya was, which she pinned on Freya's ring finger when she was three months pregnant.
The ring she pinned quietly while Freya slept.
At their last meeting at the cafe, where he was raised by Freya, it is still clear in his memory that Freya still uses the ring, but Arby is silent, not wanting Freya to return it, hoping that if the ring is still in Freya's oada, it will continue to remind Freya of herself.
And in fact, the woman still kept the ring, pinned on a necklace.
"It's time I gave this back to you."
"No, it's yours. It will always be yours."
Erlang put the ring-roofed necklace on Naya's white neck, then kissed her forehead.
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Naya cried sobbing, no longer able to hold back her tears. Mico patted his best friend's shoulder gently.
Naya wiped her tears, neutralizing the roar of her breath to stop as she pleased. Slowly Mico hugged Naya, trying to give her strength, though herself also felt very sad. At the same time, Erlang came and saw things making him very upset. Inside the room was only Naya and Mico, making Erlang even more jealous.
Mico whispered something in Naya's tekinga, as his eyes glanced at Erlang. Naya laughed while sucking her snot.
"Ish, slovenly, Yes."
Again, the woman laughed softly.
"Yes, I'll go first. Come back here again."
There was only silence after Mico's departure.
"By?" Naya finally opens her voice, making Erlang's heart beat as the woman calls herself By or Aby.
"Yes?"
"What?"
"Please ... don't bring Chiro again. I, don't want to meet Chiro."
"What do you mean, Frey?"
"I don't want Chiro to see me again."
"Freya!"
"Don't bring Chiro!"
"You don't pity Chiro? He often cries for you, misses you, and loves you. You want to make her cry again?"
"That's exactly what I didn't expect. I didn't want to make her cry when I saw how I was. I could not see her crying, and knew that I was the cause. Let him hate me now, and think that I don't love him. Because, if it was time for me to actually leave, he would have gotten used to my absence."
"What are you talking about, Frey? Who said you were going? You'll stay with us."
"By, I'm not just a patient, I'm a doctor. I know enough about my condition. You know, how do doctors who fail to treat their patients feel, especially failing in the operating room? When seeing the cry of a child who lost his parents, a parent who lost his child, someone who lost his life partner, a friend who lost another friend ..We, as doctors have often seen it. How to give words of motivation and encouragement to the patient's family, just so that they do not give up, but still, we know what risks can happen. Not only are they (the family) sad and crying bitterly, we feel it too, but we do not show it. We, more often see the door of death than you. I often see patients lying in the operating room, do I have to feel it again as a patient? Do you know what it's like to wait in front of the operating room, keep looking at the door and the lights on, when the door opens, hoping the doctor says good news, but it turns out ...."
"Enough, Frey! Don't keep going again!"
They both bit each other's lips, both let out tears without a sound.
"I'm pretty self-conscious that I'm not a good mommy for Chiro. Not a good wife when we're together, not a good friend to them, especially to Nuna, not a good brother to sister Anya and Vanya, nor are children and grandchildren good for papa mama and opa oma. I. ... don't want you guys to expect too much of an operation that's likely to fail even greater than its success."
"Shut up, Frey! You are not God who can determine destiny!"
"I'm, just scared. Even though I'm a doctor, I'm also an ordinary human being who has fear."
I'm scared too, Frey. But I hope for that miracle.
"So .. tell Chiro that I'm gone, out of nowhere, and don't look for me. Let her forget me with her hatred, so she never again cries for me. And you, if I can ask you for one more, if you marry again, please find the woman Chiro likes, because she will surely love him. Marry ...."
Not yet Naya had time to finish her words, Erlang had already smothered the lips with hers, so that Naya would no longer talk about matters that stifled her heart.
A soulful kiss. Each of them could feel the flowing tears, along with wetting their lips.
Behind the door, Chiro cried while smothering her mouth. He's heard all the mommy and daddy talk.
"Uncle, let's just go home. Mommy doesn't want to meet Chiro."
"It's not so, Chiro. Mommy means ...."
"Uncle, mommy said she didn't want to meet Chiro and saw Chiro crying. But Chiro's tears from earlier went out, Uncle. Chiro told me to stop, but he came out again, came out again. Cheeky Chiro tears, Uncle. She doesn't want to be with Chiro. But look, it's even bigger. Come on, Uncle, come on."
Ikmal could no longer say, especially Nuna. Since then the three of them eavesdropped on Erlang and Naya's conversation. They leaned against the wall while sitting, listening to all of that in silence.
"Uncle, Chiro has promised to recite whatever mommy says. Mommy does not want to meet Chiro, and sees Chiro crying. So Chiro will be subdued. But why did Chiro tears not want to recede as well. Chiro wants to be a dirty child, Uncle, and make mommy happy."
Really, Ikmal and Nuna's hearts are like being squeezed.
Chiro has been a good boy for a long time.