WAIT FOR ME AT THE DOOR OF HEAVEN
TAPS. Section 31. Regained

"Patience is a very difficult thing to do. But patience is an extraordinarily beautiful thing."

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At that moment I was silent and just replied thank you. When the phone closed I was confused hand held tightly to the phone. Half-conscious I immediately ran out of the house without taking a shower without changing the clothes I remember now how my husband was. I immediately followed my husband to the hospital that had been infused by the person who called earlier this morning. On the way my heart is uncertain. I also immediately called meretua and my mother to immediately follow me to the city of S.

I arrived at the hospital the day was already quite noon at the same time my mother and in-law also arrived at the hospital according to the location I had informed earlier on the phone.

I soon followed the ER room. From a distance I also saw some police officers who were on guard in front of the ER room. I'm silent a thousand languages waiting for my husband in front of the emergency room. I don't know what to do, because all this time he's been doing everything for me. When his end after waiting a few hours, just as the voice of the adzan magrib reverberated, a doctor came out and delivered the news,

"The patient's family" said the doctor who came out of the ER.

"I'm his wife" I said after confronting the doctor who treated my husband.

"I, her Mama," said my in-laws who took a step ahead of me.

"I'm sorry, Mom. We've done what we can but again sorry we're not god.we're just intermediaries, we're, my mother's husband could not survive due to a single accident that befell him in addition he suffered an impromptu stroke when driving a car without a driver, it triggers his from irregular food, and the, and always eat instant food plus the habit of drinking thick black coffee," said the doctor at length then passed away from before us all.

After seeing that fact, I was busy strengthening my mother and in-laws in shock. There were no tears in my eyes at all. I was busy calming my mother and in-laws. My little princesses were beaten to hold me tightly but their sadness was completely unable to make me cry.

When the body was brought home and I sat in front of it, I stared at the face. I realized only this time I was really looking at his face that seemed to be asleep. I approached her face and looked at her carefully. It was then that my chest was claustrophobic about what he had given me during our one year together. I slowly touched her face that had been cold and I realized this was the first time I touched her face which was always decorated with a warm smile. Tears spread in my eyes, blurring my vision. I gasped for tears so I wouldn't get in the way of my last look at her, I wanted to remember all the parts of her face so that the sweet memories of my husband didn't end.

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