
After the incident, Azwar immediately took almira out, the wrist was gripped firmly until flushed. Almira was in a lot of pain.
Both azwar's eyes were already reddened, even that drop of tears had already dripped. Accepting the harsh reality of zhivana's death, it must have deeply shaken his heart.
Disappointment filled the chest cavity that now feels tight. It feels very hard to breathe.
"Why did you do that, almira?" Azwar snapped after smashing almira's hand. The prospective wife who is so admired now even makes him disappointed.
"Why did you tell zhivana that I wanted to donate a heart to an arrsyad?"
"Why did you even tell zhivana to do all this?"
"Answer! Almira, why? Why are you selfish. I am so impressed with you. But behind your kindness you are a selfish woman who wants to win by herself without thinking first."
"You know almira, I'd really like to see zhivana live happily. All this time he's been suffering, but you've been supporting him to die."
Azwar hit the wall blindly no matter the pain, no matter the blood that started to come out of his hands. The pain in his heart was not worth the wound right now.
Almira cried with her hands trying to stop azwar's actions. Azwar pushed him to the floor.
"I'm disappointed in you, go almira! Let's just say we never met."
No, almira doesn't want that. He loved azwar. The marriage should have taken place and made him and Azwar a couple.
"No. Please don't say that, ma'am. I love you so much."
"Why do you always praise and talk about zhivana? Though I'm your future wife, I don't like her, long ago mbak zhivana disturb our relationship. Not that she'd better not exist."
"ALMIRAS... "
"Why huh? Why are you still defending him, clearly your zhivana is dead."
Want to fight Almira's words, but this is a hospital. If you argue for too long, it may attract a lot of attention.
"Whatever, I want our marriage to be annulled."
His heart is already sick and disappointed if he continues with almira he will be carried away by emotions. It is better to stay away, long footsteps running in no direction.
He left the hospital in a hurry to hide his tears that were about to fall.
While with the arrsyad, he was silent with a blank look. His heart ached even felt so tight that it was difficult to breathe.
There's reno in addition to trying heart-to-heart talk on the arrsyad. He should know by now, however, that the funeral will be held this afternoon.
"My wife's at my sister's house, where she might have gone from me."
Zhivana loves her, her life, even her own life for arrsyad. Zhivana is his wife, his own and only for him.
Can't go, can't stay away. Only arrsyad can be over zhivana. Wanting to be selfish just to want to be with zhivana.
It may be crazy, but the love for zhivana is much bigger and crazier. If you can arrsyad want to die and cover the two with just zhivana.
"Why my wife? He's at home. Let's go home, 'cause he misses me."
Reno lowered her head deeply and then slowly the clear details dripped from her eye patch. Trying to convince her sister that zhivana is gone, she is not always heard.
"Zhivana's heart is on you."
"No, it's someone else's heart. My wife's home with the kids."
"Remain arrsyad! Your wife is dead, your zhivan is dead. He has left us all."
"No way, it's not zhivana. My zhivan is home, move away I want to go home."
With the infusion of hands forcibly removed, even arrsyad tried to get off the ward. Stroll with great difficulty.
Reno just silently stared while paying attention to what the arrsyad did. His sister was like an insane person, who had just come out of a mental hospital.
Limp, sick, and dizzy until the body arrsyad slumped into the floor. Trying to get back up, with great difficulty. Walked, and again fell to the floor.
This time the reno helped the arrsyad wake up, but the fate of the arrsyad was even angry while brushing reno's hand.
"So get out, I can be alone." Arrsyad snapped, her tears dripping. Decay with all the feelings that have been shackled in the heart.
"Why the road is hard, I hate myself. I'm too cowardly and stupid."
Shouting with both hands beating the chest, the pain in the heart is more painful and painful. Not worth the physical injury.
"Why is it so crowded in here, I don't want to feel this."
This time the chest punch is harder, no matter the former operation that is still sensitive. But it's a matter of a very painful taste in there, tight and poignant.
Trying to stop the increasingly bruntal action of the arrsyad, the hand shaking the arrsyad held reno firmly. The two pairs of brother's eyes clashed, wagoning with tears.
"Let's go home and meet zhivana."
Like a person who is hypnotized, arrsyad immediately complies. Calling a nun to take a wheelchair. It didn't take long before the nurse came to bring a wheelchair.
With the help of reno, arrsyad immediately sat in a wheelchair. Shut up with a straight-forward blank look. Reno could not bear to see her sister like that.
"Is zhivana waiting for me, brother?"
"certain. Because you're her husband."
Closing both eyes strengthen themselves to look tough in front of the sister. Why did all this have to happen in his sister's life.
Yesterday the zhivana waiting for the arrsyad came to a realization. But fate was against another will, zhivana died when the arrsyad was conscious.
I'm sorry arrsyad, I'll take you to see your wife's body.