Please, Don't Love me
Farewell

A woman's cry lamenting fate was heard throughout the hospital. He looks so messy because he does not accept his destiny.

How not, someone who is very loved and promises to always be together until death to pick up the truth of breaking a promise.

Of course it is related to the destiny that envelops every living person.

The doctor who handled Ronal said that he could not do anything else, fate said another.

Ronal exhaled while being handled.

It was the worst news Dorothy had ever heard in her entire life.

Now he curled up in silence after sobbing until his tears were made to dry up.

There is no more love from loved ones, no more good times to always be together, there will never be a momentum of her seeing the old days later with her husband.

Everything disappeared from Dorothy's future view. His sight became blurred. It was pitch-black as if it was covering him.

He already expects something so big and will be done, so that when it means it is difficult even impossible to reach. He is in a difficult phase to accept.

"Miss! Don't do that!?" screamed simultaneously some sisters who saw a woman was about to commit suicide. They tried to calm the woman who was about to jump from the barrier on the 5th floor.

Earlier there was the sound of crying and the roar of someone crying over the departure of her husband.

until it became the center of attention of people who were in the hospital.

"No!! For what I live only with regret and loneliness for a lifetime. Without it I'd rather die!!" dorothy firmly stated her own complaint while recklessly grinning tightly the glass fragments held on her wrist.

Previously, there was also a noise like the sound of broken glass. What no one thought was done by someone.

Dorothy dared to hurt herself to satisfy her current desires.

He even attempted suicide at one time.

Jamb.

The glass that Dorothy held she punched on her wrist to sever her pulse.

Worse yet he still had time to pass through the barrier until he plunged from the top floor.

Brakkk.

"Ohhh!!!!"

•••

Two years later.

"Mother, can you hear what Rion Bu said?" a boy asked his mother, they were both in the cemetery.

"Hmm. I can hear it, I hear all Rion's words there." While stroking the head of his son with a warm smile.

The adorable little boy spoke a lot to his father, he conveyed all his achievements.

"Dad, Rion can ride a bike and have a trophy ... Rion also gets a hundred . . . "

Moments until the wind blows through the little boy's hair as if a touch on the tip of his head.

"Mother! I'm proud of Rion. Just now I touched Rion Bu's head." said the little boy beaming to his mother. Warm as before.

The beautiful woman also touched once again the head of her child, she felt the wind blowing as if the top of her palm.

"Ronal.." - She seemed to be accompanied by a sweet smile as if looking at someone behind her child.

The two then left behind a tombstone full of flowers.

End.