Mommy Dara's

PART 18'S

Public funeral

The black clouds that enveloped the overcast sky in J city seemed to accompany the deep sorrow that was being felt. Raindrops and tears accompanied the union of luxurious wooden crates into a 2*1-meter burrow that will be a place of eternal rest. The prayers of the saints and loved ones left behind accompany the meeting of living beings before His Lord.

"Mommy...! Hu hu hu's... " Gisela's hysterical cry grew more and more roared as the wet clay began to hoard the last corpse that was inserted into the carving of the hole of eternity. Not just the little girl's cry however, the sound of the cry of a tiny baby in a stroller covered with a black umbrella also broke as if knowing that the owner of the source of his life will be perfectly covered by a red mound of land that can no longer be reached.

Attention pairs of eyes that are reminiscent of death that can strike at any time anywhere, and to anyone. Even a great treasure cannot afford the price of death. Leaving the mound of earth with a colorful sprinkling of fresh flowers as if they were difficult to let go, watching the two little angels who were left behind by both parents at once at the same time. Weeping pity and empathy crawled every human heart that ushered in every funeral procession of Tuan Muda Kaana and his beloved wife.

Every living thing will return to its creator. Because that is where true eternal happiness is. As well as the love that carves the story of the two, the blowing of the story has not left the beautiful memories left behind with the haru tears of the generation of love that will continue the struggle of love that has not ended.

The cemetery began to be left behind mourners who delivered and witnessed every procession of the day. However, Gisela still continued to feel at home in the middle of the two red earth mounds. Only the name carving stuck on top of the navel can be embraced now.

"Princess... Let's go home!" The soft and hoarse-sounding baritone voice was heard continuously persuading the little girl who was inexplicably to the number of times and always ignored by the little girl who continued to wipe the gravestones of her parents.

Salman was not the only one who seduced Gisela, almost every mourner who was about to leave the tomb took the little girl after expressing her deep sorrow. But, the two little girl's lips were always clenching and only a sobbing sound could be heard.

"Why should Sergio go first, why doesn't God just call me this old one. He has a daughter who still needs him." Mr. Kaana could not help his cries witnessing the grief of his beautiful grandson. He had just seen a cheerful laugh on that beautiful face now, a look of sadness that came back.

Not only is Mr. Kaana unable to endure the crying but also Mr. Har - the old man who has devoted his life to the Kaana family, he who accompanies his little miss every time through difficult days in the past is more sad to see the state of his lady now. If he could exchange his happiness for the little miss, he would definitely willingly give it to her. He looked at his son and daughter-in-law who were trying to seduce the little girl but nil, Gisela still did not budge from her place.

Seeing the efforts of the mother who did not produce results Naomira, as a friend who although never considered the same by Gisela also tried to cheer, tried to entertain, not yet had his mouth opened a sharp glare flaming flushed towards him. By loosening his courage he regained his steps beside his father.

Bimo lowered his gaze to look at the princess then gently rubbed his daughter's head. I still do not think if a week of leave Mr. Gio will be a forever leave of absence the young master. Over the course of 8 years of working together many joys and sorrows experienced and the presence of the mistress Amanda has given a new color to her young master's little family after only a dark color envelops the family. And now, the two people who love each other continue their togetherness in eternity, even though it leaves a wound for the beloved family left behind. However, the best prayer is always offered for the happiness of the young Master and Young Lady in HER heaven. And fortitude and fortitude for those left behind.

After successfully calming Gerald in his carrier with a bottle of formula milk and able to stop the cry of the tiny baby until slowly feeling tired makes the two little angel's netra tightly closed and asleep in his warm embrace. Seeing the grandson who had been calm and peaceful in his sleep, Harti took his handsome grandson from Adinda. Not wanting his grandson disturbed and back fussy, Shalimar invited besan and his grandson who had fallen asleep to wait in the car while Salman managed to seduce Gisela who was still reluctant to leave the tomb of his parents.

The younger sister who had wanted to catch up with Harti and Shalimar mommy back in the car with Gerald undo his intentions and turned to look at Gisela who from the beginning of the funeral procession even since the hospital looks so heartbreaking. He recalled the moment the father left, he felt the loss that Gisela was currently feeling. Even the little girl must have been more hurt than him because not only lost the daddy but also the mommy who is also his sister.

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Sorry well 🙏 Up yes long kept a little bit anyway.

Again not feeling well, morning sickness continues until day to night, head keleyengan, want it could fall but, the responsibility of cooperation will not require customers so keep making sales. But make a nulis, not strong think. 🙏

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