Love Buried With Regret...

CHAPTER : I (FATHER'S DEPARTURE.).

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# Riau...

" Dad, Dad's up, Dad don't leave Nadra, Nadra still needs Dad..."

" Nadra still needs Dad next to Nadra, Nadra still needs Dad's embrace..."

 " Dad, Daddy's up, Dad don't shut up, Dad's up, Nadra doesn't want to live without Dad..."

" Dad, replied Nadra, talking to Nadra Daddy, Dad, Dad wake up...!!! "

That afternoon I continued to move my father's body movements that only remained silent and could not answer all my words...

And at that very moment I hoped for a miracle to come to me so that my father could breathe again...

It was inconceivable how great my cry was and countless more how many tears fell down this cheek...

My heart and my feelings are indescribable just how painful and broken it is...

When I saw my first love and my guardian angel just stiffened and just went silent...

All my brothers, all my neighbors and all my friends kept me calm...

And told me that I could recant my father's departure at that time...

But it was all for nothing, because my crying and screaming became more and more unstoppable...

Because of my unwillingness to let go of my father for a long time...

My body kept in great turmoil as my mother kept hugging me and tried to calm me that afternoon...

It was the most painful event of my life...

And that event will continue to be remembered until the end of my life...

Until the dark day passed...

And right now my family is holding an event to send prayers for my late father...

But even though my house is so crowded tonight, my heart and mind still feel empty and so empty...

I don't know, I was so astonished at what was going on inside me...

My lips were so intensely shaking when I had to endure the sound of crying that I could no longer bear...

The world stopped spinning for me, and my heart stopped beating, my hope and my spirit disappeared somewhere...

And only unceasing tears kept pouring down my cheeks...

At this time I was sitting on the wall of my house, and my ears were accompanied by the chanting of the holy verse of the Qur'an which was being read by the guests present in my house...

While my eyes kept on my brother who was sitting right in front of me...

My eyes were filled with so much resentment and hatred towards him...

Because I already assume that my brother is the cause of my father's death and blasphemy and harmony of my family all this time...

And I want to feel like I'm going back on all that he did to let him know how sick and broken I am right now...

But what is my day, because my whole body is so limp for me to move...

The blood in my body was gone somewhere along with my spirit...

But even now I can't avenge all my brother's actions...

But in this heart I swore that I would repay all my deeds to my parents...

And what I'm feeling right now is just as true as what my mom is feeling...

Although I actually know that the sadness and loss of Mom to Dad is much greater than me...

Mother's face depicts the weight of the journey of life that I will live in the future without the Father, the person I love the most in this world...