LOVE AFFLICTIONS OF AMORA
AMORAS

"I want to meet Amora! I can't believe he just left me!" Sagara shouted with a flash of anger in his eyes. His chest was burning, in his life, he had never felt this angry.

His heart throbbed pain at the doctor's words saying that Amora was dead. His heart seemed to be squeezed into imagining that woman had truly left this world.

Saga wanted to be angry, but he didn't know who to be mad at. Angry at the doctor who didn't save Amora? Or on him who that night was like a demon had harmed Amora?

Or maybe it was her mother who had created hell for Amora during her stay with them? Or maybe it was her father's fault, if it wasn't forced to marry Amora, maybe that innocent girl would still be in this world.

All those thoughts come crashing into Sagara's instincts. His soul seemed to be struggling not to accept the departure of Amora as soon as this. She was not sure in her heart there was already love for Amora, but one that was certain she was unwilling to lose the girl. Perhaps without realizing it, half of his soul already lives inside the girl.

The doctor patted her back as Sagara first questioned Amora's condition, then passed leaving Sagara with pain and tears that now began to pour on the cheeks.

Once down, Sagara instantly erases with the back of his hand. It felt like he hated having to be a whiny at the moment, he should be strong because he believed Amora was fine.

However, again his common sense hit all the confidence in his heart. The doctor has given a statement that Amora is dead, and that is irrefutable. Now one of the nurses called her to see Amora's condition.

His legs were glued to the bottom of the floor, unable to move, frozen and his heart was so painful. However, Amora's face playing in her eye pelup forced herself to drag her steps into the room.

Rima and Laura who had been holding each other since, surprised by the news delivered by the doctor, accompanied Sagara into the room. They want to make sure that Amora is gone.

Any human being will feel sad when he hears the news, even though the sad news is not from an unknown person. Moreover, if the suffering comes from people we clearly know. We will certainly feel sad if people we know go to the Power.

But that doesn't apply to Laura. The girl was different, there was no implied any sadness in her upon hearing of Amora's death. He was happy when he heard that Amora was no longer alive.

"In the end, my struggle was not in vain. There's nothing more that's a barrier for me to be able to unite with Sagara" Laura said.

The woman wanted to develop a smile on her lips, but was afraid that someone else would see her and assume that she was rejoicing over Amora's death.

"Laura, how's this? Aunty was really scared," said Rima who was unwilling to release her hand from Laura, as if she could not face this reality alone.

Rima felt guilty. The sense of regret also continued to haunt him, but, what was the point? Doesn't regret always come too late? And now it's too late for Rima to cancel her wish to finish off Amora.

"Aunty take it easy, the important thing is that our goal has been achieved now. All we need to do is pretend to be grieving for Amora's departure so that everyone believes that we are also saddened by being left behind by Amora. That way, no one suspects that it was us who caused Amora to lose her child as well as kill her," whispered Laura trying to calm Rima down. He was upset against the woman because his heart was hesitant and wishy-washy.

Sagara looked at the pale face of Amora who was lying on top of the gurney. The woman's face was as white as cotton. However, it does not diminish its beauty.

Both of Amora's eyes were closed, her pale white lips clenched. Sagara's heart throbbed pain. Her chest feels tight. He really did not expect that Amora would end up like this.

Nah! He really could not accept that woman leaving him.

"Amor." Sagara put his finger on Amora's nose. Convince yourself that the woman is still breathing. However, the result is nil. No breath felt on his finger.

The man then approached Amora's chest. Put his ear there. Who knows Amora's heartbeat still sounds like it used to. However, once again, Sagara heard nothing.

The man then hugged Amora with pain in his heart. I didn't want to believe it, but, in reality, that's what happened. Amora left. Amora has left this world.

"Amor."

"Amor." Sagara. Her lips kissed Amora's pale face. The woman who had been his wife for several months was now stiffened and stopped breathing.

"Amorah ...." A thousand words of forgiveness and regret stuck in Sagara's throat. The man could only express those sorry words inwardly.

Her tears were dripping along with the pain in her heart. He always said that he hated Amora so much, but why did his heart ache when she left him for good?

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