
"Mas..," said the Saint. He was still sitting quietly in front of me. "That's not true, okay? I know, you must've been trying to take responsibility, right?"
I nodded slowly. I guess my eyes are glazed. "Indeed. They were taken to the hospital, but their lives were not helped. Doctors are trying to save them. But fate.good destiny is not on my side. They die. Two lives two lives at once. I was not intentionally. I swear I accidentally hit them. I don't want to defend myself, but I don't see them. They drive, they use the motorbike, the rear lights are off, it's raining, I'm sure I don't see their bike in my sight. But, I know I was wrong. I'm speeding. And... what do you want to say? It's happening. I hit them, and I caused them to die. I'm."
"I understand" said the Holy One. He was still sitting quietly in front of me. "But at that time you didn't run away, did you? I mean, you didn't run away? You took them to the hospital, though...?"
I'm shaking. "No. I stay right there. The streets were empty at the time. There were only a few cars passing by. I asked for help to take the victim to the hospital. Arriving there, they both got action, but still not helped. They died because of my mistake. I'm...."
The saint inched forward, sitting closer in front of me. "Then? What's your next form of accountability? Emm... You understand, right, what do I mean? You're not in jail, so there should be....there's another responsibility...?"
The saint nodded with a smile. "You're lucky because you have a mother who loves you so much. He was willing to put up a body for his son. Honey, I've never met him. If she was still around, she would be a good mother-in-law. In-laws dream son-in-law."
I'm nodding. "Surely," I said justifying. "He will love you very much. She's exactly like you, angel-hearted woman."
"Thank you for the compliment. But by the way, what about your papa?"
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