
Red represents courage. Red is a beautiful rose. If red is blood. It all hurts.
A hysterical cry came out from Dira's sweet lips, as she accompanied Farhan to the operating room.
Time is slow to go. The world stopped turning. All hope for the Divine. The prayer line continued to say, the sweet girl lowered her head with her mouth muttering.
Two hours passed, the door of the room opened. Two doctors and nurses came out with faces that could not be interpreted.
Dira ran over, his eyes hinting at the question. I hope a beautiful word comes out of the Doctor's mouth.
"Sorry" said the doctor.
It was just an ordinary word, yet it contained a broad meaning. Dira pecked, his body trembling. The blood that started to dry on his clothes became a witness. He's late, it's too late.
"Old brother, No! You should wake up. You have to get up for me. I beg!" the girl was hysterical after being aware of the harsh reality she had just obtained.
Dika approached, near Dira's body. The sweet girl who was hurt. Dika said, "Patience, Dir. Let Farhan go home quietly."
"I'm sorry, we couldn't save his life. He was too drained of blood" the male doctor said.
"Good, Doc. Thanks for the cooperation." Dika shook the hand of the male doctor.
The entourage of doctors soon passed, died Dira who was still crying calling the name of her lover who had left.
After five minutes, two nurses pushed Farhan's body to be moved to the morgue.
Dira is getting hysterical, he even thrashed while opening Farhan's body cover.
"Why is this, old brother. Didn't you promise to always accompany me. But why did you leave me?" said Dira.
Everyone there was hit. No one dared to make his voice. Dira walked gontai held Dika towards the morgue. They were waiting for Farhan's family to pick him up.
Arriving at the morgue. The two nurses let Dira and Dika along with Farhan's body.
Dira re-opened Farhan's face cloth. He had a handsome face and was always forcing him.
"Hiks.. hiks.. take me away Older brother. I want to be with you" said Dira. "I regret that I have ignored your feelings. I regret following my ego, when obviously you've always made me comfortable."
While there, he witnessed the pain of the girl he loved. He was silent, there was not much he could do.
All humans will return. Sooner or later, we just have to wait our turn. No one survived, even hiding behind a gilded wall.
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The next morning, all of them took Farhan to his final resting place. Dira accompanied by Rendy, Rey and Dika walked lethargic watching the funeral process that took place solemnly.
After all was done, the people left the four of them and Farhan's parents.
Dira crouches right on the headstone of his departed love. Dira sprinkled flowers with puffy eyes because of crying all night. Dira said, "Older brother, if I could turn the clock. I want to go back to a time when we fought often. A time when you always forced me to be with you. Now that I am alone, you have gone to take my love with you."
Everyone looks at each other. Especially the same parents who are sorry, because they have let their children grow and live their lives alone.
Farhan's mother crouched down beside Dira, hugging the girl she knew loved her son.
"Son, thank you for loving your son. I hope you continue to live your life as usual, even without Farhan," said Ibu Farhan.
Dira turned his head towards the middle-aged woman. Enjoying the warm embrace of the Mother that he had not gotten for a long time. For the second time in Dira's life, he lost the person he loved.
"I'm the one who should be thanking your son. He loved me in his own way, but I ignored him. Until God finally took it, before I reciprocated his feelings," replied Dira.
The day was getting late, Farhan's parents decided to go home first. Dira still refuses to leave her boyfriend alone.
By all means clear from Rey, Rendy and Dika finally the girl was willing to step foot from Farhan's headstone.
It's all over. The world of Dira was pitch-black, no light shone on it like it used to be. Farhan left with his heart and love, leaving Dira with all his regrets.
While in the car Dira just silent sculpting, while the three men dissolve in their conversation.
"Sik, do you want me to take you to the hospital or to Lo's house?" ask Rey who's busy driving.
"To the hospital, Rey. I have to be on duty today" replied Dika.
"Lo's healthy, right, brother?" timpal Rendy's.
"Gue's fine, Ren," said Dika. "I'm a Doctor. I've been sworn to be ready at any time, and under any circumstances."
"Gue salute you, Lo. You are truly professional at work. You are tired of helping those who need help Lo," said Rey.
"My job, bro. I want what I learn to benefit others" said Dika.
Dira doesn't care about them. He just wanted to close his eyes, try to make peace with his wounded heart.
Farhan's smile was still evident the last time he met. The whisper of Farhan's voice in Dira's ear continued to ring without stopping.
He hoped Farhan would be calm, even if he himself would live with all his regrets. His first love left without warning, he so suddenly left Dira.
Fifteen minutes later, Rey's car arrived at the hospital. Dira looked softly at this storied wake. The building became a witness, when Dira screamed hysterically to let go of her love.
"Thank you, yeah, Bro." Dika stepped into the hospital after thanking Rey and Rendy.
He didn't want to look at Dira. His heart ached every time he saw Dira's tears that were relentlessly flowing.
Rey reinvents her car through a very crowded street. Rendy turned towards Dira who had now turned into a quiet figure.
Rendy understood his sister's feelings. It was the same as Dira. He could not accept the reality that was so suddenly present in his life.
"Dir," said Rendy.
Dira just looked over without saying. He answered through his sad eyes.
"We're home, huh?" take Rendy.
Dira just nodded. His strength was exhausted, he did not even feel like he was treading on the ground.
Rey glanced at Dira. That sweet girl is really sad. Rey suddenly misses the old Dira. Dira who always quarrels with him.
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