The One More Chance
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"She's being keritic, you ...."

"Don't explain anything" cut Abra.

Dari looked back silently at Abra, Abra's blank gaze which only focused on Grandpa Arya behind the glass blocking them made her speechless.

While Zahra sat in the seat silent thinking about the words of Grandpa Arya that he had said.

"Why not go in?" Regan approached Abra, standing near Abra looking at Grandpa Arya also from behind the glass. "So I saw an electrocardiogram monitor showing a straight line," Regan turned to Dance. "Don't it show that Grandpa Arya's breathing has stopped?."

Dance nodded slowly. "We're doing CPR and his heart is back beating."

"So he won't last long, will he?" Dance again praised allowing Regan's words for the second time. "Come in, he's probably waiting for you."

Abra turned to Regan who had looked back to the front, looking at Grandpa Arya. "Let's go in together" Abra asked.

Feeling that Abra was talking to her, Regan turned to Abra for a moment and then to Zahra, Zahra smiled and nodded, allowing Regan to nod her head in favor of Abra's invitation.

They go in together, sting Tari, Ibn, Malvin, Javir and Zahra watching them from behind the glass of the ICU room.

Abra stands on the right side and Regan on the left side of Grandpa Arya's bed. Abra's hand gently stroked Arya's grandfather's hand.

"Hai Opa" said Abra Iirih holding back tears.

Grandpa Arya's tears started to flow from the corner of her eyes, slowly her eyes opened staring at Abra with a sad look, Abra patted Grandpa Arya's hands gently.

"Sorry," is so subtle it's almost inaudible.

Abra's head shook. "Don't apologize to Abra, Abra's been wrong to Opa."

Grandpa Arya's tears are flowing again.

"Opa don't think about Abra" said Abra rasak. "Abra must be fine here. If Opa was willing to go Abra sincerely, Opa ... Abra ....." Abra's voice choked.

He can't make a sound.

"He's old Cake," Regan said, clasping the other Grandpa Arya's hand. "Don't worry about him, he'll be fine."

A smile rose on Grandpa Arya's lips, her tears flowing, her hands moving back and forth clasping both of them.

"Not to cry" Regan wiped off Grandpa Arya's tears. "Thank you for bringing us together" Regan glanced at Abra.

Abra lowered her head in holding back her cries.

"Thank you for taking care of me and Mother from afar, thank you for everything." Regan kissed Grandpa Arya's back hand. "Grandfather, we only briefly met, but I can feel Grandfather's pet for me. Go quietly, may you enter heaven, do not forget to always pray for us. Everything here will be fine, follow Regan's words ..."

Regan brought her head closer and whispered softly to Grandpa Arya. "Ashaduallah..," Regan began whispering Sahadat's sentence.

"Allahyou..." Grandpa Arya followed him with a soft voice.

Abra clasped Grandpa Arya's hand tightly, he did not listen to the next sahadat sentence directly guided by Regan, his chest tight withholding crying, while he should not cry in front of Grandpa Arya, Arya, and she should not cry in front of Grandpa Arya, Abra forced herself to keep her tears from flowing.

When Kake Arya read the sahadat, she smiled at Regan. Regan kissed Grandpa Arya's forehead, just at that moment the monitor machine beside Grandpa Arya rang.

Abra's feet squeezed instantly, Abra sat on the floor with both hands clasping Grandpa Arya's hands.

Out of the ICU room Abra's legs get heavier, Regan can only stare at him flat, Zahra walks quickly, grabs Abra's head and rests on her shoulder.

Zahra's hand slapped Abra's bronze. "Cry, don't be held back."

Abra's head shook weakly. "I promised I'd be okay."

"Yes, you will be fine. It's okay to cry, don't hold back later if you are tight, in pain, Opa can be sad. Don't be arrested ...."

Regan took off her embrace on Abra's arm and walked away to the crying Gea in Malvin's arms.

Abra hugged Zahra so tightly. "I'll be fine, I'll be fine, Opa goes. Ak ... I .. I'll be fine right Ara?, I'll be fine alone without Opa I ...."

Zahra began to feel wet on his shoulder, Abra was crying and constantly repeating the word would be fine Zahra could only pat his back and convince Abra by answering Yes.

All saddened by the passing of Aryan grandfather, Ibn yanga cried in silence.Gea and Abra were heard in the hospital hallway.

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Arya's grandfather began to be buried, one by one the people who served began to leave the burial site.

Abra was still sitting quietly beside Grandpa Arya's grave, not caring about the mourners who say goodbye, Ibn and Tari who replaced Abra thanked them.

While Zahra and Regan were just standing still not far from Abra, Zahra wore a mask, partially covering her face as some of Abra's clients must have remembered her.

"Abra" Vira's voice caught the attention of everyone but Abra. "I'm sorry about Opa's passing."

Abra was stunned for a moment, his consciousness as if attracted from his daydream.

The word Go that Vira spoke reminded her of Zahra who was about to leave her life for the second time after this.

Abra stroked the tombstone Grandpa Arya stood facing Zahra and Regan but did not stare at the two of them.

"If you want to go now it's okay" Abra said in a tone that Zahra caught trying to assert herself. "All these feelings of loss become one, thank you for meeting Opa at the end of his life. As promised ...."

The last two words hang, because Abra finds it difficult to say them. He raised his face looking at Zahra so deeply and his teary eyes held back from being defiant. "I won't bother you," Abra's breath choked making him have to sigh heavily from his mouth and smile with force. "May be happy." Abra turned around and left.

He stepped with his shoulders straight without lowering his head and letting his tears flow without him wiping. Abra doesn't want Zahra to know if she's.

Today is the toughest day for her, losing the Opa who took care of her since both her parents died, and losing Zahra and Regan.

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