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Rianna Shanum Anggara's

Rianna Shanum Anggara's.

A girl who is almost perfect in the eyes of men. Her beautiful charm, her sweet smile like honey and her gentle demeanor add to her perfection as a woman.

That morning, on the same month and date each year. Where Shanum's memories will be re-recorded in the minds of those who love him. Scratch back the deep incision wound. It was the anniversary of Shanum's death. Five years have passed the jolly girl.

In a room, with tears in her eyes, Sheila looked at a beautifully framed photo. The bright smile of a beautiful girl who was hugging a teenage girl with thick glasses.

Like a mother, Shanum raised Sheila affectionately. Like a princess, Shanum spoiled Sheila so much and obeyed whatever her little sister wanted. He is someone who is willing to sacrifice anything for the sake of his favorite girl. Whatever it is, including his own life. Shanum's departure left Sheila with deep sorrow. She lost both mother and sister in her life.

"Darling..." Marchel came, he sat down beside Sheila and hugged her. It is sad to see the wife who always cries when she remembers the figure of her brother. Marchel was the same, he took so long to be able to accept the departure of his late lover.

Sheila leaned her head against her husband's chest, and spilled all her grief. "I miss my sister very much. Why would he leave me? Just to protect me, he's willing to do anything."

"He loves you more than anything. You're lucky to have a sister like her." Marchel cupped Sheila's face and kissed her forehead. "Shan would be sad to see his sister crying. He used to tell me that you were everything to him. And he'll do anything for you. Anything to make you happy."

"But why did I have to lose it?" lirih Sheila's.

"You never lost it. He will always live in your heart. All right, let's go. Dad and Rey might have been there."

Marchel wiped the tears that flooded Sheila's face and grabbed her out of the room. In the family room the mother and Chella were waiting to leave immediately for a funeral complex and then to the orphanage where prayers were held with the orphans.

That day the sky was cloudy, as if representing the feelings of those whom his loved ones had left behind.

Mr. Arman sat crouched on the side of a tomb that had been filled with yellow roses favored by the late Shanum. The middle-aged man fingered a gravestone bearing the name of his beloved daughter. Unlike some people who look sad, Mr. Arman always shows a thin smile when visiting the tomb of his daughter.

My child, rest in peace.

All your hopes have been fulfilled. Everything has returned to its place.

Your beloved sister, Sheila is living a happy life. Your whole life you spent fighting for her.

To make happy.

Now, he has found his happiness.

You can calm down now.

On the other side is Rayhan. Quietly by reading the prayer in your heart. A sadness look from his face. He glanced at the father who always looked tough. At his side was Sheila who had been unable to contain her tears ever since. Shanum was so powerfully attached to each of their hearts.

And so did Marchel. Shanum is his first love. Someone who once gave a beautiful color in his life. But it dimmed him again with his sudden departure. Sheila is like a gift given by Shanum and makes her a true love for him.

Marchel grabbed Sheila's hand, clasped it tightly, then rested the wife's head on her shoulder.

Shan, thank you for being in my life. Sleep in eternity. You will always be in my heart. Thank you for bringing Sheila into my life and making her my love. I will always love and care for him.

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An orphanage belonging to the Darmawan family is being held in prayer together for the late Shanum. A religious leader is leading a prayer together.

There is nothing more painful than the heartbreak of a father who has lost his daughter. Maybe he can hide his pain from people. However, the pain persists and will always linger. With a faint smile, the middle-aged man sat among the hundreds of orphans who were praying for his daughter.

"I'm fine, my son. I'm so happy today. So many people are praying for Shan."

Sheila again shed her tears, making Mr. Arman immediately remove them. "Don't cry! Shan never willingly saw you cry."

"Dad, what can I do to repay your kindness. Father has sent an angel into my life in the form of an older brother."

"Blessed, son. Seeing you happy is Shan's hope."

Sheila nodded slowly, wiping away the remains of her tears.

In that corner, Bima lowered her head, embarrassed. The actions of his father who could justify all means for the sake of mastering the Darmawan Group are unacceptable to him. Now, the man devoted his life to repairing what his own father had corrupted.

The pat landed on his left shoulder, Rayhan standing by his side with a faint smile. Their relationship has now improved after a long feud.

***

The day's series of events ended with a share. Many people were unable to come to the orphanage to receive gifts from the Darmawan family.

After the event, Marchel and Willy sat together in a chair in the park while watching Little Michella play with her age-old children. Now the little girl has some friends. After learning that Chella is the son of the owner of the orphanage where they live, the children who had been away from Chella began to approach him.

Chella is not like before. Little by little the little girl who was quiet and aloof began to open up and want to play with other children.

"I've prepared everything. You're leaving tomorrow. There will be a tour guide who will take you anywhere." said Willy while handing over a honeymoon trip ticket to Marchel.

"thank you. You're like a god incarnate to me." Patted his best friend's shoulder.

Willy chuckled, "Of course, because you suck at women. That's why I feel sorry for you."

Marchel glanced at Willy with the tail of her eyes, as if to not accept with the dab of the playboy-like man. "If you're so good at women, why don't you get married. Aren't you tired of playing with those obscure women? Think of your age!"

Like a crushing blow, Willy who always said Marchel was old finally turned to him.

"I just haven't found the right one yet."

"What kind of person is right for you?" ask Marchel in a soft tone.

Suddenly Willy's face turned sad. "The fit is gone forever. And I haven't found anything else like it."

"meaning? Who's gone forever?" ask Marchel not to understand.

Willy simply replied with a faint smile, "That's it! Don't need to discuss. Just think about your honeymoon activities. If you need a pill like that, I still have a lot."

"Basic Fuck!"

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