The Governor's Naughty Wife
CHAPTER 80 - Always Loving You!
The songs are silent.
The look of the smile frame is always on you.
Lunglai masygul at all times met, on the sidelines of the sound of your voice
Dive in the paradigm of love.
The ambiguous cracks will karsa continue to roil raga.
The touch of the decade line is gaping, open.
Annabelle, as the buzz of the trumpet is unstoppable.
Then the footsteps were smelled in the rolled up kampa floating.
Date words in our love farewell.
And the verse is solace for a glimmer of the nelangsa like a servant.
Who is not good at knitting between love for him.
Silence all over the dawn swordsman of the universe.
Again the image of the longan eroded by time consuming bile alone.
I love asa on the equator.
On the fragment of lara with a lot of vocabulary love language legend.
Annabelle, the lowest point of me began to step on the stars coming in and out.
Like festering!
The tongue rose up feeling unable to give in.
Annabelle, if only our story were a peek at the moon lamp eunoia.
Navigating the ocean freely on the tones created rhyming rhyme.
Forgetting to guess again, just giving insomnia to myself.
In line with the dividers of paradigm.
Dersik teasing more mermayung mermaid.
Annabelle, the dilemma of our story is complete.
A silent act that never mourns.
Since your departure, these tears of mine have shed no longer count.
A comma rolling forward looming.
Clearly destitute the ink tempest in the midst of war.
The ocean valley disappeared in the labyrinths of the rink came to stretch.
^^^—Daneesh Rainer, 04 July 2035^^^
Yoke!
Daneesh put the pen next to him. Then he breathed a heavy breath. His head looked up, leaning the frail body on the sidelines of the cots in his wooden chair.
The night continues to invite lara and tanya, the clock has shown at two in the morning. But the heavy eyes with black petals around it have not been closed even though it is over at night.
Daneesh is still awake.
After he wept for his wife's condition last time, Daneesh was just silently pensive. From yesterday, his stomach has not been filled by any food intake.
Only drinking water is always presented by him on the nightstand that he put in the stomach that from yesterday felt painful.
Lara.
When did you go in my life and my eyes?
This July, I do not know the cause of her musabab, Daneesh, feeling so crowded. It was as if the body within him was torn apart without pause and taste.
Until the peak tonight, he continued to remember the wife, when it was still early morning, but the man's heartbeat continued to beat fast. It was as if fate was playing with her feelings.
The deg! The deg!
Huh!
Daneesh got up, closed the window of the still-open room, then his foot steps towards the bed with a picture of the wife who was still located next to the ivory-white pillow.
The tired body of the Daneesh was shed, and the photo is now revealed in its warm embrace. The feeling of Daneesh is still not calm tonight, but usually if hugging a picture of the wife Daneesh will calmly sleep.
But tonight, everything feels empty and blurred.
"Annabelle.hiks... Brother misses..." Until tonight, as usual, the man, Daneesh, spent the morning coming with a heartfelt cry.
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The Dandelion Hospital.
The open operating room is still not there will be signs of completion at the break. Two pairs of husband and wife worriedly waited with chaotic feelings.
"Hiks... How's this, Pi?"
"Quiet, baby. Everyone trusts God completely. We can only pray that everything is fine" said the man in a black shirt, hugging his wife's waist.
"I'm so afraid something's happened to her..."
"Sttt, everything's gonna be fine!"
The atmosphere of the hospital corridor was so tense, in units of time the sweat began to spread on his second forehead.
Until the time when the time had shown at eleven o'clock in the evening, the door opened, showing several doctors coming out of the operating room.
"Doctor!"
"Doctor, how's the patient?" said the woman.
Huh!
"I'm sorry, Mr. Madam, we would like to say that if the operation fails, this error has occurred due to an excess infection that has started to spread to his injured left arm, not to mention the cancer in the patient has entered stage three, the patient died because it was declared late in some of the affections.
We're very sorry" said the doctor.
The deg!
"No-no, Doc! You must be wrong, right? You must be wrong!" Shouted the woman in front of the doctor.
"Once again, we're sorry, we'll excuse you.* The man in the white coat passed leaving two pairs of married men who still look beautiful and handsome even though they are not young anymore.
"Dear, relax! We have to be sincere!"
"Pi! Papi doesn't know how I feel, it was Daneesh Rainer Sturridge who killed him! I knew! I do not accept hiksm.hiks.." he cried.
"Honey, putra—"
"Stop! I don't give a shit! I'm gonna kill that guy! I ..hiks...,hiks..." The man next to him hugged the wife's body, channeling all the love that had been lost in a state of uncertainty.
The deg!
••••
Time passed so quickly, it did not feel one second alternately alternating in a great paled rhythm. Year after year passed the time by changing by chaos without love.
All was almost over without pause, the finish was already visible in plain sight. The world seemed no longer to think of anyone's heart to come take off the piece of longing, none of it darted turn bitter.
The Emperor sighed as he saw his wife sitting quietly by the fish pond next to him. "Nath, you know put—"
"Don't talk about it!"
Huh!
"For more than six years, when did you want to meet your son, Nath? You don't feel sorry for the condition, Rainer's disease is getting worse as time passes.
Can we go home together later this month? I'm sure he misses you a lot" the Emperor's weak plea.
"Kai but you know it's not, that ak—"
The emperor immediately placed a finger in front of his wife's aunt, telling the woman to shut up. "Sttt, do you trust me? We can move to Jakarta, however Rainer is our son, our favorite son.
I believe that if you are and will always be a good mother to her, no matter how bad our current circumstances and conditions are, in the eyes of the universe you remain the mother of our Rain, you want to, don't you?"
Nathalie flinched, trying to absorb every word from her husband's mouth. It had been more than six years that he had never seen his son's face again, sometimes longing to be in his heart, but still, a deep disappointment without resentment tore through all his love.
Nathalie was still unmoved, trying her best to suppress the ego within. As much as possible the woman remembers the beautiful past with her son, the son she used to always pamper with all the affection that was so felt that half of love was paused.
Nathalie's holy love for her son, Daneesh Rainer Sturridge.
"Alright," Nathalie briefed, making a happy look on the sidelines of the Emperor's wrinkled skin.
"I'm proud and love you so much, always, believe it, Nath!" The emperor hugged his wife's body, kissing Nathalie's hand many times over.
"Me too, always love you, Kai!"
"Always!"
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