
Humans have the right to determine their way of life, and even have the right to make choices. If someone we think of as an older sibling himself wants to give up his life for the sake of others can come back to life.
Makes things harder. The man was the one who had accompanied him in times of loneliness. Giving a light that cannot be seen, that genuine affection feels real.
Encouraging and do'a that always strengthen zhivana when down. Even the man was willing to sacrifice for his happiness.
The expression of shameful affection at that time felt still real to remember. Beautiful and sweet memories with Azwar are wonderful memories for zhivana.
Let the stories of the past be kept in the heart and mind. There is a much more real time to deal with.
The round of tears that kept dripping, made the zhivana veil wet. Sitting in the middle of the expanse of prayer mats, the hospital mosque is quiet. Making zhivana more freely express his heart.
His heart ached, his body tired. Feeling shackled in the heart, becomes a heavy burden to bear alone. Need a backrest for him to cry on someone's boat. It takes a trusted friend to express his heart.
Usually there are arrsyads, but now there are none. Zhivana miss arrsyad. It feels very empty without the presence of arrsyad, like a body that needs a heart.
If so then the arrsyad must live, however her husband must recover. If such a body needs a heart, then the zhivana itself will be the heart.
Kowtowing back in tears, those two shady eyes closed. Perhaps this was his last prostration, to the khaliq. Before he died.
Two little angels, who were only a few months old, came into the world. As the most beautiful gift God has given, making zhivana very happy. Her life as a woman feels perfect, having a sholeh husband and two twins. Making zhivana a mother and wife.
"Mas, I love you. I'm sorry, my departure this time isn't good for you."
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The day has passed quickly, replacing sadness to happiness. After successfully getting a heart donor, and performing surgery.
Arrsyad was eventually transferred to the treatment room. Reno and Luchia were very happy, but the feeling only lasted for a little while. Even very briefly.
After finding out who the person who has donated the heart to arrsyad. Luchia did not want to meet the arrsyad, even Arka and Aalesha were taken away to the luchia to the gea house.
Several times hit the wall until the hand was hurt, reno. Still don't believe in all this. Why is all this happening? No. gabe. This must be all a nightmare. Reno should wake up.
Try hitting your head with your cheeks as hard as you can. But the result is nothing, it's all real. The harsh reality that must be faced in real terms.
"No. This is impossible!"
Things that look chaotic, even reno like people are not sane. I don't really want to accept all this. Too heavy and painful to feel.
"Calm down! You're making a mess here."
The doctor who helped arrsyad's surgery came. Approaching reno who was struggling to be released.
"I'm sorry, reno."
Feeling guilty for following the will of a woman who came a few hours ago. Begging while crying, saying so meaningfully. Get the doctor to agree to his wishes.
Reno stopped rebelling. Kneeling, with a body that feels very weak. The veiled woman with the shady look was gone, her eyes closed forever.
Even that soft voice would never be heard again. Leaving behind two very small twins, for the sake of her husband's life again.
"This must be a dream! Please wake me up."
Both of reno's eyes turned red, trying to stare at the doctor.
Unable to answer, the doctor just kept silent while bowing his head.
"He can't die."
Without realizing the arrsyad from just standing, his hand touched the wall as supporting his limp body.
"Who died?"
The voice was able to make reno look surprised. His heart was racing fast, afraid arrsyad knew the truth.
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