Imram And Arul And My Solid Team

Chapters 121. Kaak Ayaah's..Infinity.

That morning I missed my family, it's been a month my eyes as the top left always blinked.

I took my old card, put it back on.

I also searched my sister's cell phone number.

I called him a few times, asked him how he was, but one by one my sister also went into business bankruptcy as well. I told them to tell Mom and Dad that I'm okay.

I was afraid to call my mom and dad.

After calling the card I pulled it back.

So that no one can contact me.

Today I tried again to put up my card, call my sister again.

"Hello.I said to my sister who immediately picked up her phone."

My sister was so happy I called.

"Where are you brother ? we're so nervous about calling you, Dad's sick, and in the hospital."

I could only be silent, my heart became very sad.

I hung up the phone not knowing what to answer.

I also continued to sell.

Two hours passed at 12 o'clock, my phone rang again.

Today is Friday, and people seem to have finished Friday prayers.

I picked up my phone again and heard a sobbing sound from across the street.

It looks soft, but it makes my heart so broken, my tears glisten unceasingly, all the joints feel completely paralyzed.

I kept crying, and immediately stopped the taxi driver who passed in front of me, straight home.

I am like an undead, my sister said in her tears, always repeating in my ears.

"KAAAK...Hic..Hic...KAAAKK..AYAAAHH!!"

"Whether it's a dream, my father can't die, I haven't apologized to him, my brother must be lying, my father must be just asleep."

My tears kept flowing.

I kept crying and crying, I couldn't accept this fact.

Once at home I paid for the motorcycle and went straight into the house, having unlocked my house.

I sat down and cried - so.

"Hic.hik...hik...Ayaaa...Pardon..I'm.

Father.I'm so disobedient to you Ayaaah..Hiccup.hik...Forgive me O Allah.I am a disobedient child, Hik.Hik..Hicc..hik...!!"

I kept crying, my world was completely destroyed, even the spirit for my life was no longer there, all my joints were paralyzed, my heart was empty, sadness and regret. The huge ones stacked into one. I wish it was just a dream, and I keep hitting my body so I can wake up from this dream, 'cause I can't afford to lose my dad.

I kept hitting my body, my chest, crying and wailing calling my father.

My phone rang back, I was so weak that I pressed the button.

I heard my mother's voice over there.

"Son.kamu go home well son, if there is no money you, later we send son, Ikhlaskan your father well son."

My mother's voice was no longer heard.

I was crying more and more - so.

My husband came, he was so sad to see me crying, he tried to hug and stroke my head.

I kept crying.

The landowner, whose house beside me was already above my house as well, surrounded me who kept crying.

Mama Ryan said.

"My son and I didn't stop peeping inside this house. Because there was a sound of footsteps, going around in this house. But the house is locked and locked. Maybe your father's spirit's gonna get here, son, meet you son."

I'm getting hysterical crying, I've really lost my father for a long time. Right now just keep saying sorry and sorry in between my cries, which never want to stop even for a second, losing Daddy really can not accept.

My husband called Mama Ira to come cheer me up.

He is very familiar with me.

I kept crying.

Mama Ira came to hold me, gave me strength.

I kept crying.

My husband came out looking for a chartered car, to go home.

After two hours, the car arrived,

Car Avan*a white, click friends also in the market, family Mama Ira.

My husband started packing our clothes in the bag.

I've lost my strength even to live I don't want to live anymore.

I kept crying.

Even riding in the car, I just kept crying.

This sadness is really very big for me, it feels like I want to die, I feel like I want to die too in order to accompany Dad in nature.

My husband could only be silent, and always carried me in his arms, stroking my hair as if there was a sound.

I kept crying, these tears as if they were not going to dry, I was completely blown to pieces.

Losing the best father like my father, whoever's son won't be able to take it.

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