
Fio rubbed Dhea's forehead, peeked at it and her tears fell on Dhea's increasingly sunken cheeks.
"Dhea, I want you to be happy" he whispered in Dhea's ear.
"Whatever you choose, I will pray for you. But if I can choose, I want you to stay here, happy together."
Still, in the mouth says sincerely, but can not be fully willing to be abandoned.
That sincerity is hard to come by. Not only theory and practice in the mouth, but the heart must be airy.
While the others were in the room, Vean was still sitting alone in the garden. Under the rain, not caring about the cold and shivering body.
He looked up at the sky, then closed his eyes.
I know I am not a good man, but may I ask You, Lord? Please eliminate all the pain.
The rain is falling more and more. Moisten the earth, move the twigs and subdue the flowers. Vean kept his face up, praying fervently. No matter the swift rain that pierced his skin until it felt numb.
Vean looked straight ahead, with a blank look. The man did not care about the coldness that was infesting his body.
He then stood up, walked slowly and headed towards Dhea's room. People just stared at him without anyone daring to say hello.
Vean went inside Dhea's room, looking at those who also looked shabby. Not because of the rain, but tears.
Vean headed for the ICU room inside that room as well. Approaching the gurney and sitting without concern for her cold self.
He saw that pale face.
You've kept your word, Dhea. You've been a part of me forever, my whole life. Do I have to let go of you so that everything is better? Are you tired of surviving?
Vean looked into those tightly closed eyes. Vean saw the life support tools for Dhea. The man adjusted his breathing, holding tightness in the chest.
The man whispered the words in Dhea's ear. He held Dhea's hand, and gently rubbed it. Vean cupped Dhea's hands in her arms.
Dhea opened her eyes, smiling with a shady look as she saw Vean was by her side.
"Te .. rima ..kay. I'm leaving ...."
The eyes are closed now ....
The sound of the monitor screen in a long tone, indicating that the girl had completely closed her eyes, for good.
"Aaaarrgg .. aarrgghh ...," Vean cried irresistibly.
"Dhea, wake up Dhea! Wake up!"
Vean shook Dhea's body, hoping that the girl would open her eyes again. Why did he just open his eyes for a moment?
Those who heard from outside rushed in, and saw what was heartbreaking.
Now not only Vean is sobbing, but everything.
The pain was unbearable, seeing what they hoped to endure, in fact choosing to go and give up.
This is for the first and last time Dhea gave up, giving up on a future that never promised anything.
Does not promise white or black, nor does it promise full color.
They are now at the cemetery, sprinkling flowers in Dhea's last house.
There will be no more pain ....
There will be no more tears ....
The true friend had left, leaving them in deep sorrow. Leaving them in the meaning of great love and friendship.
Vean held the burial ground in his grasp.
They stared at the grave, looking at the name written on the tombstone.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" said Vean full of stuffiness.
He wanted to ask Dhea to come back, could it?
"Dhea, return! I'm sorry, I'm sorry ...."
Vean hugged the ground of the mound, he still could not believe that all this was happening.
"Belg ...."
Again, he shouted, only a sense of tightness was now approaching.
Vean stared at the sky, this pain ... will never disappear forever, because the antidote has gone for good.
Bringing a sincere and irreplaceable love ....
Bring a million memories that will always be missed ....
Better to go without a replacement ...
Because it's like that, like that,
How I love you ....
"Dhea, Dheaa .. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Brother Vean, be happy there.
Thank you for holding my hand.
Thank you for letting me go and letting me go.
Thank you for being the last person I saw before these eyes were closed forever.
Everyone, just get here ....