NOT MY DARK LOVER
The End of the Franda Story

The formula of the world is, all must be separated. The solution is, how do we classify him?

All the villagers were saddened by the passing of Princess Elfranda Darwin. Some of them were already crying on the face, some were coming out because they could not bear to hear the sound of stuffing people who were near the bed of the girl.

Religious leaders have finished bringing prayers to accompany Franda's departure. And Franda's curriculum vitae, too, is over. As long as the prayer event was, many eyes saw so sad the man who was crying bitterly beside the right chest. Recently they saw this guy here.

Mr. Darwin. Can only continue to stare at his daughter's already stiff face and not move anymore. He wiped the tears with his wrist. He does not regret the money spent on Franda's medical expenses. At least he has tried to resist the fate of continuing to extend his daughter's life. The treasure can still be sought. But their time when it came to caring for and looking after Franda, was the most precious thing they ever had.

The burden is, they no longer have children, Franda is their only child. Who will accompany them in their old age?

Lady Darwin. The woman had not stopped sobbing while rubbing Franda's cheek which was starting to feel cold. He also continued to be fixated on staring at the eyes of his poetry that had been tightly closed, Franda's lips had also been seen to dry.

What else to say now. Yesterday he could have said he had given up his daughter to leave. Now, he's crying too, right?. Yesterday he could say, his daughter must have felt great pain. Or. they also feel exhausted continues like this. Now, if he may plead, he is eager to repeat the care of his daughter again, to bathe Franda, and.

Toss him off, okay,?

Handi. He leaned his head against the lips of the chest, looking at the body of his lover who was no longer helpless.

The love for Franda is still very big until this moment, but it is just a taste, because the love has gone up.

Handi clutched tightly to the lips of the chest, the emotion of sadness bursting out wanting to hug the body one last time, but Handi could still hold back his sanity. Finally Handi took off his grip, sitting pensively in the crowd. Those tears have been melting since. Fortunately he was still able to neutralize his stuffing.

His current thoughts were only Franda.

Doctor Lisa. He sat at Franda's feet, Franda's two thumbs were tied to a white cloth.

Lisa loves her patients this one. Even he himself considered. Franda was like his sister, how could he easily let Franda go?

Remembering first. How excited Franda was when she took the medicines she gave her sister had swallowed them like candy.

Franda's smile at the end of the therapy, as if Franda confirmed she would be cured.

Franda once said, he was happy to be treated by doctors like Lisa.

Franda's spirit will be his passion to live life as a neurologist and cancer for the future. "I promise, Framda" he said softly.

Songs that flow from all people who are near them, increasingly make the tears spill more rapidly than before. The song seemed to influence them to realize that Fmark was really gone.

"Sorry Sir. Allow us to close this coffin." said one of the prayer bearers. Because it's time to close the box.

Darwin turned his head to the side, seeing his wife weeping more and more, "Mah. Let's shift, we'll stand up, yeah," he'll prop up his wife's body to stand up, make room for the crate-covering officer.

"Ja-Don't cover my daughter," Darwin started hostris, "I still want to see her. Don't close it yet." His body trembled violently, his legs frozen unwilling to step aside. Bu Darwin actually further tightened the grip of Franda's box lips.

"Mom. Let's stand up yeah," now it's Handi's turn to try to persuade the fragile woman.

Just got his hands on Darwin's shoulders. But instead his hands were on rough edges by him. Handi relented.

But instead Lisa had to feel a punch from Bu Darwin right about her cheek. Lisa was not offended.

"Haaa. Don't take my daughter away, please." said Darwin, getting hysterical.

It was as if he had lost his sanity. He cried out calling his daughter's name. "Franda, don't leave mama, son. Huaya."

His wife could no longer control herself. Darwin forced his wife to stand up. "Help me to get my wife, Handi,"

Sandy acted quickly. All the strength was exerted to hold the woman's body so as not to fall again.

"Please, sir." said Darwin.

As long as the casket cover officer carries out his duties. Bu Darwin's cries were breaking all over the room.

"Ahh, my daughter, my daughter, don't go first!!" The woman sobbed in the arms of her husband.

The body is now covered in a box made of white painted boards. Officers began to lock each side of the coffin cover knob, twisting using a small screwdriver.

Darwin still gripped his wife's body tightly. Handi brought a picture of Franda, while Lisa brought a flower to put her next to Franda's headstone later.

They walked towards the cemetery not far from the house.

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Darwin washed the body of his wife who had lost a lot of energy, stepped forward to sow flowers on the mound of land.

"Goodway princess papah. Franda no longer felt pain. Doaka your parents, son. So that we stay strong life look you." he said softly. His hands were shaking with flowers. Eventually the flower fell, soaked by Darwin's hand sweat.

The turn of Bu Darwin who left the energy to sow flowers on the tomb of his daughter. His voice was gone from crying, he said nothing.

Everyone walked away from the tomb one by one, as the funeral was completed a few minutes ago.

Now live Handi alone, still loyal squatting in front of stroking a headstone bearing the name of his lover there.

While Om Darwin and Dolter Lisa have passed the rush. Earlier Mrs Darwin fell unconscious, that's Doctor Lisa came home quickly to check on Mrs Darwin's condition.

Lama Handi pensively bending face sad. His heart was broken to pieces with Franda's departure. The memory of their pleasure kept repeating itself in Handi's head, the more he remembered, the more the tears fell as well.

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This is the end of Franda's story. Franda was free from the pain she suffered. But there are a lot of injuries left there.

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