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Accompany Death

🍀🍀🍀🍀 As per your request, Farel News. Daniel I save first. But it's a novel, don't compare with reality 🤗 I've read articles of comatose people being between life and death, his spirit can wander. I don't know 🍀🍀🍀🍀 Because I never comma🤔😱😱 Happy reading 😓🍀🍀🍀

Three months later, Singapore...

The sunlight that pierced through the window was now fading, many things Jeny had told her. The beautiful face was still asleep, his entire body was still attached to medical devices.

"It's late afternoon, Rafa is waiting for me to come home, tomorrow I will tell you more," he said, until it felt a smooth kick from his stomach.

"He kicked again" Farel's hand was lifted up by Jeny slowly, close to his stomach.

The young man's hand moved slightly, "Doctor!! Doctor!!" call Jeny, pressing the switch next to the bed many times.

Ren, please wake up this time, and both of our children need you.

Until a doctor and nurse arrived, check the state of the patient who still closed his eyes with a calm face.

The patient's eyes were highlighted using a small flashlight, then the doctor shook his head.

"Ta. but his fingers were moving." he said expectantly, shedding tears.

"Reflex movements, common in comatose patients," the doctor sighed harshly, puzzled at what to say, to the woman who looked at him expectantly. Patting Jeny on the shoulder was like giving support, then walking back out of the nursery.

"Ren.." she said, wiping away her tears of disappointment, trying to smile at the young man who was still lying."If I told you more, would you wake up?" tanyakanya.

"Tomorrow I'll tell you more." he said.

***

Jeny walked out of the ward, still trying to smile. Entering the speeding car, his eyes stared at the large number of pedestrians, as well as the urban scenery that was unfamiliar to him. Jeny stroked her stomach slowly, "Your father, loves you very much." she muttered smilingly.

As the car was about to enter the courtyard of the mansion which looked huge, two guards opened the gate. The woman slowly got down from the car, entering the large house that felt lonely.

"Jeny.." call Ayana, holding Rafa who is now one year old. Followed by a nanny.

"He's sleeping?" tanyanya, grabbed Rafa from Ayana's arms.

"Yes, the new mother came home from the foundation, she extended her hand. So the mother was carrying, she fell asleep instead" Ayana said with a smile, looking at her grandson's calm face.

"Jeny you're still young I understand if... Farley..." Ayana sighed, hesitating to say it.

Jeny bowed for a moment, then smiled, "I will wait for her, even if in the end she doesn't wake up at all. Don't worry about me, mother,"

The pregnant woman, carrying her son to her ex-husband's room, placed the little body slowly on the bed. A face similar to that of a hospital-ridden young man, an angel whom God had entrusted to make him steadfastly wait for the young man who loved him to sincerely awaken.

Rigid? Is Jeny that loud? Her tears flowed uncontrollably. Clapping his chest that felt tight, staring at the entire room he had just occupied for three months. Her cries rang out, her tears dripping uncontrollably.

Should've let it go? nose, mouth, hands, all connected to medical devices. Painful, maybe that's what Farel felt, surviving with his damaged body.

A moment had occurred to her mind, if the young man left her, she would follow him. Maybe dying with him is better.

The sleeping child's face stiffened it, the little seed kicking smooth. Two angels her husband had entrusted.

His eyes looked around, staring at the balcony of the open room. The moonlight entered the room, Jeny was only speechless with uncontrollable tears.

Mother (Dea) what a pain this, until the mother decided to follow the father.

***

A young man bowed silently, observing a woman running into an outpatient room.

"It's for you baby." he said to his fussy daughter, thrusting a doll patterned princess Elsa (Frozen). However, the boy did not respond to his mother, the child still sat quietly in the patient's shirt. It's like being sulky, asking for toys.

A man dressed in a neat suit, looking at him gave a rough sigh, as if the child also could not see the form of a young man in a suit entering his room.

"Giovanni? Died of a heart attack after running from a toy store to a hospital" he said firmly.

The woman nodded, only to remember and realize everything. Staring at the face of his son who is still sitting sulking, after his chemotherapy activities.

"Follow, this is not your place anymore." The man exhaled a rough breath.

"Daughter, fight to grow up. Mother loves you.." she said softly in a trembling tone of voice, kissing her daughter's forehead. The little girl just felt nothing.

Next to the man in the suit, a door appeared that had no idea where it was headed. A white door with a dark room inside, perhaps with the end of the hallway looking bright. The woman clenched her hands in her tears, walked straight up to leave her only daughter, entered the door which then disappeared by itself.

"Poor child, survive, stay strong. When I grow up, until the time comes, I'll pick you up." said the man in the suit to the child who couldn't see him.

The man in the suit came out of the child's room. Along with the passing of the body of the mother who had been covered in cloth, encouraged by some nurses, the fingers were still holding Elsa (Frozen) dolls, fell right in front of her daughter's nursery.

"There is still one more." said the man in the suit, exhaling a rough breath, looking at the young man sitting smiling at him. A young man who no one else can see.

"It wasn't me who was assigned to pick you up, there might be some who were negligent," the white door that had disappeared again appeared like a bias of hundreds of small flames, next to the man in the suit, as if to let him in.

"I'm not dead yet." the young man still faithfully smiled, with a gloomy face.

The man in the suit, flicked his fingers, along with the loss of the door beside him.

"Then? Go back to your body, why are you still here?" tanyakanya.

"I want to, but I can't. Have you ever seen a body that shouldn't be saved from breathing?" Farel asked back.

The man in the suit fell silent, still staring at the young man before him.

"I experienced it, they didn't let me go, so I didn't go. But neither can I go back, looking at everyone smiling in front of my body. Then she cried when she was no longer in front of my lying body." her tears flowed uncontrollably. But the face was still smiling. "You see a lot of death, don't you? Maybe it's the hardest one,"

"Your name is Syailendra, isn't it?" asked the man in the suit, sitting next to the young man."The person I was with was a good mother and wife, her husband had an affair, her son had cancer. The boy was too spoiled for his mother, his husband did not pay attention to his wife at all,"

The man in the suit exhaled a rough breath, "Death can come to anyone, bad or good. Sick people or healthy people. How can we appreciate people we do not know their age. Therefore, when death comes, there will only be regret,"

"They were persistent in loving their loved ones while still alive, yet could only submit and give in to death, to forsake everything,"

"Did God not call you? Then stay. But if God had called you, I would have been there by then." he disappeared slowly, like a warm spark.

Farel sat leaning, staring at his body lying with various supporting tools, from the front of his nursery.

The little boy next to his room came out, picking up the doll he asked his mother. The doll from before, fell from his mother's corpse, "Why was it put here? Where's mommy?" he murmured, still looking annoyed.

Until, a man walked quickly, in a state of chaos, hugging his daughter, "Caca, your mother is no longer there." said the father crying softly, just got a call from the hospital about the death of his wife.

The father, holding his crying daughter. The little girl clasped tightly onto her Elsa doll, with a pale face wearing patient clothes. Passed to the morgue, in the arms of the father who shed his tears.

Letting his wife sleep for three months in the hospital just to keep their daughter. While he only sends money, he spends time with his business partners and the women he hires.

A regret? True, death only brings regret.

***

Farel let out a rough sigh, walked back into his nursing room, looked at his deathly pale body, "If I could, I want to live.." she shrieked in tears, he did not want anyone he loved to cry more deeply for him.

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