I Desire the Love of My Husband
Died the World

Ayrazahra, a 19-year-old woman on vacation out of town, must return to her hometown today.

Ayrazahra, who is often called Zahra, was told that if her parents had an accident, they were pronounced dead at the place when the accident occurred.

Zahra went through a long journey to get to her house and meet her parents, a restlessness she was unable to cover even though Zahra could still hold back her tears at this time.

What a child will feel when he knows his parents have died, there must be only destruction, can not believe what else to accept.

Zahra had repeatedly rejected that fact, but what would be said if Zahra had seen a picture of his parents who had been wrapped in a shroud, and just had to cover his head.

Zahra could think of nothing more than wanting to go home, nothing more than a small bag with a wallet and a cell phone.

Zahra could not calm down to control what she was going to bring, when she heard the news that Zahra was having lunch, and went straight home.

Zahra drove the car with all her anxiety, eager for Zahra to arrive in just one blink of an eye.

Zahra stopped her car when she reached her yard, where there were many people who must take care of her parents.

Zahra then came out and ran into the house, sure enough that the two bodies had been lying in the middle of people who were praying for him.

Zahra shook her head, now that her tears could no longer be held back, the clear liquid flowed rapidly when she saw the two bodies.

Zahra shouted and hugged the two bodies alternately, what is wrong Zahra to have to lose both parents simultaneously like that.

"Wake up, you guys don't go like this, let's get up don't leave, Zahra, alone."

Zahra tore the helpless body in turn, what Zahra could gain from everything she did, because there was no response from her parents.

"Wake up, Mah, Pah, get up, Zahra, don't want to be like this, Zahra, still need you two."

Zahra looked down on her papa body, how devastated Zahra felt about having to lose her first love.

The man who loved and understood Zahra the most, the man who always spoiled Zahra in every way he did.

Zahra could not lose the figure of a perfect man like the papa, Zahra hoped all was just a dream and they would return together when Zahra realized from the dream.

Zahra moved on the body of her mother, her hands raised gently rubbed the cheeks of the woman she loved so much.

The woman who had bet her life gave birth to Zahra, the woman who had neglected her break time to take care of Zahra.

The woman who always cooks and accompanies Zahra every time, how could Zahra lose two people who are so meaningful in her life.

"Wake up, Mah, Mamah, love the same, Zahra, let's get up not like this, Zahra, do not want to live alone here," said Zahra who still rubbed the cheek.

His tears did not stop either.

Maybe now Zahra's eyes have changed, but Zahra doesn't care, Zahra wants them to come back and see Zahra now.

"Let's get up" Zahra screamed with as loud as her voice.

Zahra again tore the two bodies in turn, why they did not want to hear Zahra and did not want to obey his wishes.

"Neng, be patient, have pity not to be like that."

Zahra refused the hand that grabbed both shoulders, Zahra only wanted to be touched by her parents, not by anyone else.

"Neng, it must be strong not like this, let them go quietly," he said rubbing Zahra's shoulders.

Zahra didn't bother him, it's up to them because they won't be able to understand Zahra's current feelings.

They could only speak without knowing the meaning, Zahra hugged her mother's body, eager for Zahra to feel her mother's hand on her head at this time.

Zahra was still trying to wake the woman up though in a soft voice, whispering in her ear begging her to open her eyes.

"Neng, already Neng, now we better immediately bury them, pity already than before."

"No, no one can take them both away, they'll be up just a minute."

"Don't be like this, Neng, the will of God will have nothing to change but God Himself."

Zahra shook her head, and no longer resisting as the man pulled her back, Zahra looked at the two faces with wounds in her heart.

Zahra could not accept the current circumstances and reality, Zahra would never be ready to lose them, how would Zahra move on without the two of them again.

"Come, Neng, back off, let them take care of your parents' bodies."

Zahra just along when taken away from the two bodies, Zahra is not powerful anymore even though to support his own body.

Zahra really never thought if they would leave so soon, why did God have so much heart for him to have taken the precious treasure together.

Zahra never asked God for anything other than to keep them together as long as Zahra lived.

Zahra saw some people who did take care of her parents' bodies, tied her shroud perfectly, took her out of the house.

What Zahra had to think now, all felt so dark and without direction, Zahra was never ready to live life on her own.

After a while, they all came out and the sound of ambulances out there, Zahra was invited to go out and join the funeral of her parents.

There was nothing Zahra did, Zahra just followed every activity on that day, and when the funeral was over Zahra still survived at the cemetery.

Zahra did not care about their invitation to go home, Zahra wanted to be there until there was a miracle if her parents would return.

"Why are you like this, why would you leave Zahra alone here, and then what Zahra should be like now that you are not around, there is nothing Zahra can guide you to."

Zahra hugged her tombstone, and one hand rubbed her papal headstone, this was the only test Zahra would admit to in her lifetime.

An exam that won't even come to an end, there will be no cure for his wound, a test that will only destroy everything in Zahra's life.

There will be no more color and warmth after they leave for good, Zahra will be quiet and directionless after this