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Authorities began to confirm the death toll in the fire incident that occurred on the runway.
"...What's?" Pekik Diran did not really believe that his ex-wife was killed.
"...According to the results of the autopsy, Dna Nya Lena is the same as Dna one of the korba killed. Yesterday night... So, please take Mrs Lena's body at the hospital" explained the authorities.
"This is really happening. God, turn off my wife in good faith... Keep him from grave disgrace and grave doom" Diran's prayer accompanies his ex-wife's goons.
Syiren was just crying in the corner of the waiting room. Lena's body is no longer recognizable. His body was charred and nothing was left...
"Shiren.." said Diran in the distance.
"Hiks. Signore... Mrs Lena, Hiks... Ms. Lena is gone" cried Syiren a mouthful. Although Syiren had been in the woman's ignorance, there was still pain in Syiren's heart when she found out that Lena had died following Bi Mari.
Diran approached and hugged Syiren and tried to calm her down "Don't cry... I was right here. You have to be patient" said Diran hugging Syiren while stroking elus hair.
"Hiks. Sir, I never thought that Ms. Lena would die in a situation like this"
"That's what humans never know. We never know what age we will die, where we will die and how. We never know God's secret. All we have to know is pray so that we can die in the good faith" said Diran calming Syien.
Syiren's eyes are very moist, Diran began to cupping her face and brush off the wet fur on the temple Syiren "You are beautiful if not crying" said Diran.
Diran fell silent while looking at Syiren with round eyes "A-what... What do you mean, Syiren"
"I... Me, I really like you sir. I want you so much, I want you to always be close to me. Because I like you so much... I love you sir" Heard a clear and firm Syiren Speech. Makes Diran a little different...
"...Hmm. Syiren, this is not the right time to have such feelings. I just mourned the passing of my ex-wife. After all, our age is very far away... I don't want to embarrass you, because I like old men like me... I can introduce you to a younger man. I have a young, established co-worker... Maybe he'll be more suited to you..." Cerocos Diran's.
"No sir. You do not understand.the feeling can not be thrown into careless people. What else is a stranger I don't know"
"But I'm also a foreign man Syiren..."
Syiren did not want to listen to Diran's rejection again, Syiren immediately pulled Diran's shoulders and brought her face closer to Syiren's face. Syiren is forced to kiss Diran and steal a kiss from her. Diran was wide-eyed and inexhaustible.
Diran saturates Syiren from her face. Syiren started rubbing her lips and stood up "Master doesn't understand!" His scoffer while leaving Diran who was still sitting in the waiting chair of the mortuary room.
"Shiren wait!" Diran stood up and quickly chased after the woman.
Someone started coming out from behind the patient's room, she was dressed like a nurse... Then he looked at Diran's back in the distance. His hands clenched tightly and breathing fast as if holding back his emotions "Hosh! Ohsh! Glad you heard the news of my death. Heh... It's not that easy to get rid of me. I will remain beside you, before your treasure is truly mine" added someone who was disguised as a nun.
Especially the plan this time. Why did he not let Diran be happy, but Syiren had already revealed her heart to Diran. Did Diran will return the feelings of Syiren who impressed rush it....