My husband is High School 2

Last request

Oma Sarah, who intends to meet Safira again this morning, she said, because she had to accompany her granddaughter, watching her favorite cartoon, the fried chicken-predicted bald twin.

While Nada, must attend a meeting of the parents of students, at the school of her youngest child, Emily Cantika daughter, who is now 10 years old.

The aunt who used to work at home is on leave, because her parents are very sick.

"Oma, what's the date?" asked Cantika suddenly innocently.

"What the hell baby, still a child can not talk boyfriends ah, pamali!" oma Sarah stroked the head of her little granddaughter.

"Who said that, hm?"

"Bang Satria who said, he said the courtship was delicious, Tika would be curious to try Oma, bang Satria stingy never give tika" said the girl with pursed lips.

Suddenly Oma Sarah also widened her eyes, what more chaos made her inner Satria grumble. "When I love to hear Oma son, the date is only for adults, a child like Tika is not allowed."

"Is that so Oma?" tanyanya returned innocently.

"Dear baby."

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"Switch!" Cantika Run hugged the brother who had just popped out from behind the door.

"Then napa tu boy!" said Satya who walked behind Satria.

"Why the hell do you deck, hug your brother everything, you know, there must be a want, right?" because usually the sister does not want to be close to him except El, his eldest brother.

Satria then lowered her head, aligning her body with her sister, whose body parts were very much different.

"Ihs, what the hell brother, suudzon deh," brushed off the hand of the brother who was on both shoulders.

"Keep what, halaahh.gaku!" Satria.

"That rich brother boy!" Cantika pursed her lips, annoyed at her brother.

"But boy, brother is already big on deck, already have a girlfriend!" reply Satria while stepping her feet towards the sofa, then sit her there.

While Satya has already gone out of nowhere?

"Abang, said Oma was still a child that can not date, later only if it is an adult." Cantika came to sit beside her sister.

"He's a kid about dating, if your brother is already big, and already can date."

"Well, bang El has never been together?" the little girl rolled her eyes, like she was thinking hard.

"No need to think about it, if it's about bang El, it's a single one!" Satria pinched the cheek of her fat brother.

"Jomblo what the hell is a bang?"

"Udah ya dek, brother again males chat, remarked that Tika already grown up also know how."

along with the door that opened again, showing the figure of the brother who had just returned home from school.

"Again you home?" with sparkling eyes, cantika hugged the brother tightly, while Satria began to cool with a flat object in her hand.

The man who was often called El was gently rubbing his sister's hair, then raised his body high, to make the younger brother laugh cheerfully.

"Mother where's the deck?"

"Maji cook bang."

"Yaudah brother found mother first yes!" poking his sister's nose using his index finger, then walking towards the kitchen.

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In the afternoon, Kinar immediately got ready to go home and meet his mother at the hospital.

Throughout the corridor of the hospital he did not stop to smile, while carrying a plastic containing rose petals ordered by the mother.

"Mother Kinar Dat_"

Instantly his speech stopped, when he found the mother's room was empty.

With raging feelings, Kinar ran to find the whereabouts of the nurse who checked her mother's condition this morning.

"S-sus, where did my mother move?" ask her with a vibrating body.

While the sister looked pityfully at the girl standing before her now, there was a sense of unwillingness to tell her, but sooner or later she had to tell him immediately.

"Let's come with me!"

With a little hesitation, Kinar followed in the footsteps of the sister, and she continued to pray in her heart, hoping that her mother was in a state of well-being.

Corpse Room

Such was the writing that was clearly emblazoned upon the door before her, when the nun stopped her steps There.

Kinar shook his head weakly, there was no way, surely he had misunderstood his inner being.

"Come deck, please!" the nurse dribbled the body of Kinar who had begun to shunt, with both legs starting to limp.

Slowly the nurse began to open the white cloth cover that spread over one of the gurneys lined up in the room.

"Sorry deck, your mother died 3 hours ago, our side has tried to contact earlier, but it looks like your mobile number is not active" explained the nurse.

Kinar closed his mouth in disbelief, when he found that the figure he loved so much had been stretched stiff, with a deathly pale face.

"No, she's not a mother, it can't be a mother!" he said softly, along with his tears that fell flooding his white cheeks.

His body fell down for a moment, Sitting limp on the floor with his face down, his heart was now screaming out in pain like no other.

"No mother," the girl stood with all her might, looking back at the deathly pale face lying on top of the gurney.

His cry broke out, then shook his mother's body, hoping to wake up again, then hugged her as usual.

He continued to cry, until the last thing he felt was his head dizzy and felt spinning.

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Kinar blinked, holding the side of his head that was throbbing pain, then he looked around watching the room with white paint, and saw some medical equipment there.

He was sure he was in a hospital, he grimaced back to hold his head, remembering a dream that felt so real.

Suddenly someone came and opened the door, He smiled Friendly at her.

"The light is up, son?"

Kinar nodded, "Oma who is here?"

Oma Sarah shifts the plastic chair next to Kinar, then sits there.

"Said sister Kinar passed out,"

Oma Sarah was silent, pausing her words for a moment.

"Oma, my dear, sincere and patient Kinar, pray for your mother to have the best place by her side."

As soon as Kinar's body froze again, it really turned out that the shadow that was attached to his memory was not a dream, but a true reality.

She cried again in the arms of Oma Sarah who also joined her cry.

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The black clouds hanging in the sky, adding to the atmosphere of grief were increasingly felt, and the cloudy atmosphere continued to accompany the funeral procession of Sapphira until it was finished in the cemetery.

Kinar stared at the piles of red earth, decorated with rose petals he bought yesterday afternoon at his mother's order.

He sobbed more and more in the arms of the Oma who continued to accompany Dan encouraged him.

I didn't know it was the mother's last request.

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