Marry my Raise Brother

Chapter 57

The funeral atmosphere is accompanied by a small drizzle. Ayleen who attended brought Dayana at Erka's request could only hold the tiny baby with tears. The rain drops, in collaboration with the tears of mourners and families who helped drive Cindy to her eternal home.

“Why sleep once?” Cindy's mom looks greeting with a puffy face. The rapid departure of his daughter at a young age made everyone sad. Moreover, every day saw Dayana who fell asleep home in the arms of Ayleen.

“Fussy night, Oma. No sleep at all.” Ayleen explained. “Crying and screaming. Me and Mpa were confused.” 

“Oh. Thank you for taking care of Dayana.” The beautiful woman at a young age was rubbing Ayleen's back to encourage.

Dayana does not need to be at the funeral. Remembering that red baby was just born into the world. However, Erka insisted that the tiny baby remain present for Cindy's sake. This is the last memory, as much as possible he will give happiness that is not obtained during marriage with him.

The funeral went well without much drama. Gradually the mourners dressed in black and white who had filled the chairs under the tent were saying goodbye and leaving the nuclear family.

“Ka, the patient, son. This is what happened, ikhlaskan.” Veronica could see for these few days Erka was struck. Although the eldest son did not say much, but it was read by the eyes and hearts of everyone that the man was weak.

“Yes, Mom. Which dayana?” Erka turned around and looked for the existence of the baby that was the center of everyone's attention.

“Tuh, fussy once. Last night crying, one house made a fuss.”

“Maybe he's getting used to Cindy. So when he didn't smell his mother, the baby looked. All this time, if Cindy's night take care of Dayana herself.”

“During this Cindy gives the baby an ASI. It might take time.” He saw Ayleen who sat while holding Dayana under the tent. Then the man turned to look at the stone tombstone engraved with the name Cindy Hariwijaya.

Walking closer and resting on the side of the mound, Erka sent out many prayers and tried to talk. The one proper word to describe his current heart was regret.

He regrets having dragged Cindy into his life even though from the beginning there was a mutual agreement that their relationship was not based on love. Only mutual benefit and need. However, in practice women who have now fused with the land slipped, began to flirt in various ways and styles.

I'm sorry, Cindy. I promise to take care of your daughter like my daughter. I have granted your wish. Dayana Arkasa Hutomo Putri, I already gave my name to your daughter. 

Erka closed her eyes, remembering all the things she went through with Cindy. From introductions, friends to being dragged into a wife. Fights, threats, anger, and crying colored their corn-like marriage.

There aren't many words I can send to you other than prayer. Calm down there, may you get the most beautiful place. Thank you for our wedding. Thank you for being allowed to know you. I know you were forced to take this step to save your family and yourself. I'm sorry, Cindy. Excuse me.

Erka's tears dripped with her own. The man rubbed with his index tip and tried to look ordinary.

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