
"You're sober?" assistant Jo asked when she saw Mila open her eyelids.
"Mas," call Mila Iirih. Jo's assistant immediately clenched tightly onto Mila's body. The sobbing sound from Mila's lips began to sound again.
"I'm alone mas, myself," Assistant Jo gently rubbed Mila's hair.
"There I am, let me go quietly. It is God's destiny and we must be sincere. You know, mom must have left happy to have seen you happy," Assistant Jo tightened her arms a moment later she let go. Both hands cupped Mila's face.
"You must remember, there is our child in your stomach that you must take care of," Mila mute but her sobbing began to subside.
"I want to see Mom," asked Mila, Assistant Jo immediately took a wheelchair, told Mila to sit there and Assistant Jo brought Mila to see her mother's body to be cleaned. Mila's cry began to sound again as she was already beside her mother's corpse. He rubbed the pale face. A face that no longer shows life.
"Mom, why did you leave Mila so soon? Even without saying goodbye, my mother just left. Mom should have told Mila, so Mila could have prepared Mila's heart to let go" Mila cried sobbing, her face now filled with tears. Jo's assistant stood behind Mila, rubbing both his wife's shoulders to strengthen her.
"Mom, why don't you wait a minute? Waiting for my granddaughter to be born into this world. Don't you want to carry her? Don't you want to hear her crying? Though all this time, mother always awaits his presence," cried Mila again. Jo's assistant was really not strong to hear his wife's words but she wanted Mila to be relieved if what was stuck in her heart had come out. Aluna, who had just arrived with both in-laws and Assistant Jo's parents, stood beside Davin who was behind Mila. They just quietly listen, Davin embraces the body of Aluna who has been crying.
"Mom" Mila put her head down next to her mother's face, "While last night, she said she couldn't wait to hold on to her granddaughter, mom always said that Mila must be strong and resistant because at the time of giving birth later it will be very painful but will be healed immediately when we see our baby. I repeatedly told Mila that Mila must be a great woman. Mom, why are you so impatient to leave Mila? My mother's granddaughter was born two months later. Don't you love Mila? Why did you have so much heart for Mila? Hiks hyks," Mila's cry sounded so heartbreaking to anyone. Jo's assistant immediately pulled Mila's body into his arms. Assistant Jo's tears have trickled down, she's really sick of seeing Mila like this.
"Calm down, there's me next to you who takes care of you. I'll never leave you" Assistant Jo clutched tightly onto Mila's fragile body. Trying to channel power to Mila. Aluna cried sobbing, she really could not bear to see Mila, she once felt in the position of Mila. Losing our loved ones forever.
"Calm down, you should also think about our baby. Didn't you promise me that you will take care of our baby, raise her and you will be a great mother" Assistant Jo said gently, she did not feel Mila's body movements and Mila's body felt so limp. Jo's assistant took off her arms, but Mila fainted again. Jo's assistant immediately took Mila to the nursery and requested that her mother-in-law's body be taken care of immediately.
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"Mil, you have to be patient. Pain is indeed when losing the person we love, but you also have to think about the child in your stomach," said Aluna. Now, she was accompanying Mila in her room. Mother Eni's funeral was over, even Mila fainted again when her mother was put into a burrow. Mila was just silent, yet she was heard many times sighing deeply.
"I'm still in shock, Lun, why did you just leave. Even though the morning mother is still fine, still cooking for me," said Mila, she again wanted to sob. Aluna immediately hugged Mila's body.
"First, my father also left me, so I had to fight to survive with my mother, now my mother also left me just like that when soon her grandchild will be born,"
"All of those lives belong to God. Each has its own destiny line. The life of a person no one knows. When we stay, we just need a lot of patience and pray for Mil. If you keep on gini, your mother will not go quietly," Aluna let go of her embrace, she saw that Mila had calmed down. Mila's mother-in-law came in carrying a tray of food, she sat down next to Mila.
"Eat first honey, you must take care of your health and your child's," said Mrs Rina gently. Mila was just waiting for a forced smile.
"Let's eat mommy. Mila's not hungry yet," Mila refused subtly.
"You must eat, dear, have you not eaten. Pity your son," Mila shook her head slowly. He really doesn't want to eat. Jo's assistant who had been outside had finally entered the room. He looked at his wife's sad face and then looked at his mother who was holding a tray containing food that was still intact.
"Eat. I do not forbid you to be sad, but you must also think about the condition of you and our children. I don't want you to do anything" Assistant Jo said softly.
"Mas," call Mila Iirih. Jo's assistant immediately hugged Mila.
"I'm here, you're not alone anymore. Don't you believe that I love you so much? Don't you trust me that I can take care of you for the rest of your life?" Mila did not answer, she just cried in her husband's arms.
"I believe you," said Mila, Assistant Jo increasingly tightened his embrace.
"I love you" whispered Assistant Jo. Mila is stunned, she can't believe that Assistant Jo can say a word of love for her.
"Mas, why can't you put your words in anyway?!" upset Mila, she patted her husband's chest.
"You mean?" ask Assistant Jo confused. He took off his embrace and looked towards Mila who was pouting while wiping her tears
"I always wait for you to say love but you never say. Now it's my turn to grieve, you say love. I want to prance myself and be ashamed of you, "my son is upset. Assistant Jo frowned.
"What are you doing prancing around?"
"Yes a sign I'm happy, you never say love mas," Hearing Mila's reply, Assistant Jo immediately rubbed her face rough.
"Jeez Mila!!" pekik Assistant Jo.
"Why are you angry with me? Am I wrong?" Mila rubbed the tears that flowed again on her cheeks.
"Oh my God," Assistant Jo scratched the rough of her non-itchy hair. He really had to be patient facing his annoying wife.
Thor, why not use visuals? Autor is not good at visual. If it is not right, fear disperse the imagination of the author or the readers.
so on the use of visuals in each brain only yes, yes,
or if you can not give advice to the author, about who is suitable to be visual in this story
greetings from Author rinses