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enjoy the days that will be passed in the future starting from now and pay for yesterday which was delayed by circumstances.

if pleasure is a choice, he will choose and ignore sadness, but because the flow of God is so great that he ignores how to smile after a great storm that hit the journey of his life with his small family.

on the bed with a blanket himself felt reluctant to just open his eyes what else to move.

but he had to take ablution water and do his routine obligation to chat with his lover on the prayer mat.

in a slow motion, he pulled up the blanket and set his foot toward the bathroom.

after a few minutes, he went out and went to the place of prayer, took the face and spread the prayer and then prayed and then read the holy verse of the Quran.

"tok tok tok, Miss..". the sound from outside the room was forced to make a beautiful sound created from his mouth to welcome people who sounded panicked. by looking at the clock that still shows 04:50. so early, what's up?

but because he did not want to guess, he finally missed rising from his pleasure to the door.

cekleic.

a woman in sleeping pajamas, a, hair disheveled with tears and do not forget the cheek objects and small bags are in his hand like people who want to travel but not usually because of his clothes and the clock that should Masi the use to rest.

"what's the matter is ma. this is still dawn but why is the state of mama like this and mama go where". Todong misses with a variety of questions. but only the sleigh is obtained.

"son, we have to get sick now, the doctor who handles El just called mama.

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hearing the word hospital and El makes the heart misses a great race.if not as important as this, it is impossible for a doctor to interfere with her in-laws' rest. but Miss is trying to eliminate negative thoughts that are already lodged in her head.at least she must make sure first before drawing conclusions.

"indeed it should be this early morning ma. and why mama was so messy, actually there is what the hell ma".he asked again who even got the same answer.

"mama Ng can explain now, now we have to be sick" he explained by pulling the hand longing but not yet longing to immediately turn around.

"Hindu take the bag first ma". he explained removing the hand of the in-laws then took off his face and saw himself in the mirror at a glance.

while his in-laws are still outside waiting with a dazed person.Hopefully, all the news that was heard earlier was only the news of birds.he was not able to with this news, he was unable to, I don't know what the fate of him and his son-in-law and grandson will be like if born and grown up.

"yuk ma". invite Miss to disperse the daydream of Sinta and immediately step with Sinta to get to the car.

along the way there was only silence, an unusual longing with the inertia of her in-laws feeling an overwhelming anxiety.wanted to ask but surely the answer was the same but did not ask, she who would be curious.

"ma, what the heck, kok mama from earlier cry.elahin just as miss ma". asked Rindu for the umpteenth time, the, hoping the in-laws would open their mouths but nothing but a headband that they got and tears kept flowing.

lapse of a few minutes, the car that was driven miss and Sinta has been parked in front of the hospital. With a rush step, Sinta left Miss Masi with a lack of comfort and confusion.

"pak misses staying first ya". pampit misses the personal driver of the Wijaya family.

"yes non".the answer is immediately left by the employer

with light steps, longing to walk through the hallways that are still so old there are only a few people who wear all black clothes and long to know, they are the people of Vijaya and Sam.

from a distance of several meters, Rindu can see the patient's ward of VIV and in front of him there are doctors Riko, Sam, Siska and Arka. all look frozen like statues but longed not to care about it, his eyes only focus on Siska who is now in the arms of the husband with tears.whether what happens but anxiety longs to multiply.

stepping ignoring the people who focused on him after he came there. That sad look that longs to catch.

with a small movement, longing to step up to be in front of the door a little more he will step in, but must stop because he saw an unusual sight.

her in-laws cried roaring, hugging the person without giving any response to her.

turning around, longing to set his sights on those who were staring at him.

"sister, what's really going on". asked one of them but no one answered.

with curved lips, teary eyes, and a head shook then turned his gaze.See the pale husband with a body already very cold and stiff.

"mas E....l to..napa m...a". with stammering speech, longing to approach her in-laws and ask about the situation of the husband who seems very bad and has no hope.

"son love our husband".the answer is like a lightning that hits the head and the heart longs.

" mama don't ngaco, how the story misses ngikhlasin mas El if mas El Masi is in front of miss even Masi in care, mama wants misahin miss with mas El". tuturny with tears that have run down the river.

Sinta, who saw the sadness of her daughter-in-law, took a step closer and pulled her into an embrace.

"that's not what you mean mama, your husband, your son, Erlangga. have left us son". explained Sinta who makes Kepa miss more pain and his breathing is very heavy.

"ma, this is Ng right, El Masi was fine yesterday and even declared to be conscious after the operation". replied Miss who rejected the statement from the in-law.

"mas eeeeeeel".a cry of hysterics that make people outside the room feel as devastated as Miss. by staring nanar at the woman Nokia who has grabbed the husband to roar, wailing, I hope there is a miracle after that.

"mama Rindu mau mas El, miss Ng sincerely, miss Ng can give birth without being accompanied by El mas, miss Ng can ma. by shaking his body to sit on the floor