
"Papa please, wake up papa. Don't leave me alone, Mama left yesterday, please papa." Roses turned around to shake the doctor who looked down to hide his glassy eyes.
How Rose is just a twelve-year-old child who just two days ago buried his mother because of a car accident that befell his parents.
The accident resulted in the mother of the Rose dying on the spot, while her father was critical in the ICU, but Rose still wished her father to wake up and recover because she had no one. The rose of an only child, as well as his parents. Her grandparents had long since died. If his father dies too, the Rose will become a kara and he does not want to be alone.
"Do something doctor, please my papa, he's all I have, please. Please help me doctor, Don't take it."
"I'm sorry, son, the wounds are too heavy and we've done everything we can, there's nothing else we can do." The doctor could not see the eyes of the rose.
The nurses who raised their heads were also not really looking at the little girl. Their eyes were glazed. Some nurses move to remove the hoses wrapped around the rigid body of Hary's father rose.
"Don't! Without that tool my papa wouldn't be able to survive." The moving rose blocked the nurses.
"He'll wake up, trust me. He promised to take me to the beach this week. He never broke his promise. Suddenly Rose attacked one of the nurses who was about to cover his father's face with a white blanket.
"Let your father go Rose, he's too tired, let him rest. Don't you love her like we love her." Yuyun hugged the Rose and slowly distanced the Rose from her father's body.
The woman immediately brought the Rose out of the room with the help of her husband, Bambang.
"We have to prepare one more funeral. " Yuyun said softly. Her cry broke as she embraced the suffocating Rose.
If there were anyone else who felt such a deep sadness that the Rose was definitely Yuyun. Because he has been with the Rose family from before the Rose was born.
"We have to go home, baby" Yuyun again stroked the Rose's hair. For him the rose is like his own son. Because since married to Bambang 10 years ago not given a momongan. They don't want to check the doctor, they're too scared if the result will hurt one of them.
°The next day
"You need anything? can I make some hot chocolate again?" Yuyun appeared on the doorstep.
Roses rose from his bed, his eyes puffy. Yesterday afternoon he was so long in the middle of his father's side by side with his mother's meal.
"You remember yun, papa used to sing to me when I felt bad, even though his voice was not good" said Rose softly.
"Sometimes I think it's better he doesn't have to sing. Because I'm sure the birds will fly away." Yuyun sat on the side of the bed smiling.
"Darling, sometimes there are some things we can't always have. Often we have to let go of what we want to have and often we have to accept what we hate so much. Life is give and take. If we lose something. Later you'll get another much better one instead." Yuyun strengthened the rose while clenching her hands.
"really?" ask roses.
Although she is academically intelligent, she is still mentally and psychologically like a young girl growing up. The rose did not fully understand all the explanations Yuyun gave. But the rose always found comfort as Yuyun clasped her hands and spoke to her like a grown woman.
"But I'm not relieved yet, my chest still feels tight like someone is beating him hard." The rose hugged Yuyun so tightly, her eyes glazed back.
Yuyun took a deep breath, as if trying to let out a pain that also sipped her chest. He was lucky to have Bambang people who always hold his fingers during the funeral process yesterday. The experience of life and a mature age also makes them able to think logically and more strongly accept this bitterness.
But Roses? She's just a little girl who doesn't even know what to do after all this tradition.
"I think I'm really bothering you guys, you melow women." seduced Bambang.
"Shut up, you think everyone's at the blind cemetery, huh? You're the most cunning man there." Yuyun wiped away the tears flowing down the Rose cheeks.
"Well, I'm a little whiny. But I'm a very handsome whiny man." joked Bambang.
Yuyun shrugged her shoulders and both hands.
"You should pray a lot, may those under the tomb not be crazy about your good looks and they pursue you until the moment." Pretending to look at her husband is serious.
"God! I didn't think until that. But are you serious? I mean, can that happen?" bambang's face suddenly pale and anxious as he approached Yuyun and the laughing Rose.
"No, I'm just teasing you. "so yuyun and rose smiled.
"Om old enough to feel such fear." seduced Rose with a small smile.
"And again if that happens I think those who would be frightened first look at Yuyun with her broom."
"You hear yun? Your dear girl can now insult my old age! And I know where he learned that." Bambang glanced at his wife while laughing. But he's right, you're so horrified with your broom." said Bambang with a laugh.
Finally the three of them laughed, Something very different and they have not done since that sadness.
"I'm so hungry, yun can you watch this handsome guy starve to death? Oh, the world will definitely lose me."
They laugh too.
"Oh yeah! mr. Sigit called this afternoon we should go to his office." Said Bambang in the middle of his eating.
"I can't leave the rose alone at home." Yuyun looked at the Rose with worry.
"It's okay yun, go." The rose pulled up the chair and sat down.
"It's okay om, I won't kill myself." continued Rose like understand the meaning of Bambang's gaze.
"I will also lock the door of a meeting and will not open it for people I do not know." said Rose again with a smile.
That was Yuyun's message that he had so memorized. Even when Yuyun just went out for shopping or just went to the nearest ATM.
"Also lock all the windows." Added Bambang.
Both parents of roses are super busy. His father always spent his time at his estate, while his mother was busy taking care of the figures in his company.
the roses were accompanied only by Yuyun, and only Yuyun.
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