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EVERY LIVING PERSON WILL LEAVE

Gracella closed the door of her room, then she leaned there, letting her body slump slowly while crying. After she suffered from her father's infidelity and had to see her mother cry every day because of her heartbreak, she still had to see her father's tragic death, and now he still got a very unexpected surprise. His parents were not his parents, and when he found out who his real parents were, his parents were dying.

remembering all the bitter journey of her life made Gracella laugh on the sidelines of her cries. "I'm so sorry" Gracella murmured, wiping her tears flowing like rain. He bent his knees and buried his face between his knees until he fell asleep.

***

Damar approached Richard who was now sitting in his wobble chair with a face that looked very sad. Richard's gaze seemed blank, as if the man was trying to clear his memory of the miserable things that had happened in his life

"Drink this, sir, after that you should go to sleep. It's late now. You need to get enough rest" Damar said, handing over a cup of warm tea that the waiter had just delivered to Richard's study.

Richard gasped, surprised that suddenly Damar was in front of him.

Richard straightened his seat, then grabbed the teacup from Damar's hand. "Thank you, Damar" said Richard, then sipped the warm tea little by little. "Do you think he'll accept me?" ask Richard.

Damar understood who Richard was referring to. He also nodded. "Surely, Mister. The kid just needs time to digest everything. He was too young to be able to understand and accept all these complexities. We gave him time last night to think, and I'm sure as soon as tomorrow morning he'll definitely accept you, you don't worry too much." Damar tried to calm Richard down.

Richard nodded. He was eager to have a mind like Damar, who believed that Gracella would accept him, and believed that everything would be fine. However, he cannot. He was too agitated and finally guessed what would happen next, and unfortunately the guesses that popped up inside his head always led to something negative. There were no positive thoughts left in his mind at the moment. The closer the time of his death, the more urgent it became for Richard. He felt responsible to take care of all the complications that occurred so that after his departure his two daughters could live comfortably.

"What if he's going back to Amsterdam tomorrow?" ask Richard again. "It could have been that he still did not accept me and finally decided to return to Amsterdam and settle there again for all eternity."

Damar shook his head quickly. "That's not going to happen, sir. Leave it to me, I'll make sure that Gracella doesn't come back to Amsterdam. I'll do anything for you."

Richard smiled. "no need. You don't have to do anything to hold Gracella back, because I don't want her to accept me for being forced by circumstances. I wanted him to accept me as his father because he wanted to and he believed in me" said Richard, then he got up from his rocking chair and stepped out of the study.

Damar trailed faithfully behind Richard who was limping along.

"Oh, yeah, I haven't seen Tiffani since noon. Before going to bed I want to visit his room first" Richard said, after he and Damar were outside the study.

Damar nodded. "Well, sir, I'll escort you to Tiffani's room."

***

Tiffani has come to her full consciousness now. He no longer pretended to faint to hear what he wanted to hear. For Tiffani what he had heard some time ago from Richard and also from Doctor Steve was enough to be a matter of Tiffani's balance on what steps he would take next.

Tiffani paced back and forth in her room, occasionally muttering alone, then silent like a statue, and after a moment of silence, the girl would mutter again. Tiffani is too engrossed with her own thoughts, she does not even pay attention to the presence of Rama, Mona, and Sela who are still in her room.

"Tiffani, shouldn't you rest now. It's late at night, whatever you want to do or think about, just do it tomorrow, yeah." Rama persuades Tiffani.

Tiffani stopped the movement of her legs that had been pacing in the middle of the room, she then looked up to look at Rama who was standing in front of her.

"My father will be dead in two months, Rama, where can I sleep now" he said with his eyes glazed back.

Seeing Tiffani's grief that never subsided, Rama immediately grabbed Tiffani's body into his arms. "I'm sorry. I don't understand how you feel, but I just don't want you to get sick from lack of rest."

Tiffani did not answer, she just cried, shed all the sadness she was feeling in the arms of Rama.

"What should I do now? What should I do so that my father does not go anywhere, so that my father can be healed and can continue with me, Rama. Tell me!" Tiffani screaming.

Rama tightened his embrace on Tiffani's body. "Take it easy, please calm yourself. Your father would be sad to see you like this, Tiffani. Shuut, shut up, honey. It's gonna be okay."

Sela wiped her tears, she was so sad to see Tiffani. True if he used to be hostile to Tiffani, it is also true if he used to try to kill Tiffani, but that was first. Now Tiffani's happiness and Richard's happiness are his happiness too, and Tiffani's sadness is his sadness too.

"How's this, Mon?" sela asked Mona, sobbing.

Mona took a deep breath, so that the liquid that had come out of her nostrils was no longer sliding freely. "Let's go, I just hope that God will work a miracle. None of us will know the truth until the time comes. Two more months it's just the doctor's word, Cell, we just pray God lift the disease Om Richard.”

Sela nodded. " maybe. May a miracle arise."

Geck, tok, tok.

The sound of a knock on the door made Rama release his embrace from Tiffani's body. He immediately led Tiffani to the bed and placed Tiffani on the bed. Rama did it carefully and so gently, like treating a sleeping baby.

"Wait here, I'll see who's coming" said Rama, touching Tiffani's wet cheeks.

"When came Richard," said Mona, she was now standing before a screen showing anyone standing at the door of Tiffani's room.

"My dad?" ask Tiffani.

Mona nodded.

" Just tell dad that I'm asleep, and Rama, hide in the locker room .. sorry."

Rama smiled. "No problem, I understand. I'll go to the locker room first then, get some rest." Rama kissed Tiffani's forehead and immediately stepped towards the dressing room to hide.

"I'll pretend to be asleep too, surely Om Richard will be suspicious if he sees us all crying like this" said Sela who then ran towards the sofa near the window, he lay down and pretended to sleep.

Mona tidied up her hair, grabbed her phone on a Tiffani dressing table and opened a streaming app before opening the door.

Chequek.

"Why is it so long?" ask Damar, as soon as the door opens.

Mona bowed respectfully to Richard. "Sorry, Om," said Mona.

Richard stared at Mona's goal as soon as he heard the hoarse mona voice. "You crying? What's going on?"

Mona straightened up and said, "Korean drama, Om," she said, showing her phone screen to Richard and Damar.

Damar. "We cry only because of Drama?" asked Damar, shaking his head.

Mona nodded, and this time her tears shot out again, making Richard laugh. "There's no way, how could you cry so much as that just because of Drama."

Mona did not answer immediately, she still had trouble controlling her sobs that increasingly became so see Richard who laughed without burden, even though the old man would not live long.

"The story is very sad" Mona said.

"Yes, already, just continue watching you, I will see Tiffani," Richard said again

"Tiffani is asleep" Mona said again, as Richard began to step into Tiffani's bed.

"really. I'm late. Though I want to chat with him," said Richard, looking at the back of Tiffani's body covered in a blanket.

As soon as he saw Tiffani who was sound asleep, sadness reverberated in Richard's heart. The thought of how Tiffani would be without him successfully made Richard's chest feel tight. Tiffani was his reason for living, and it felt like he was not ready to leave Tiffani in such a vast world.

"Tiffani was exhausted today, so she fell asleep without seeing you first" Mona said again, leaving Richard who was engrossed in his own mind in shock.

Richard nodded. "Yes, I get it. She is pregnant, must have experienced such fatigue often. Then tomorrow morning I'll meet him at breakfast."

"Yes, Om, tomorrow we'll be down early for breakfast, or I'll have Tiffani meet you as soon as he wakes up tomorrow morning. Tiffani usually gets up early."

Richard shook his hand. "Not necessarily .. hem, but if Tiffani is not tired it can be like that. Just set how Tiffani wants," said Richard. "Oh, yeah, are you guys going to sleep here tonight?" asked Richard again, alternating looking at Mona and Sela who had fallen asleep on the sofa.

Mona nodded. "It's okay, right?"

Richard smiled. " It's absolutely okay. I'm glad to see you guys so familiar. It felt like the burden inside my chest was slightly reduced. I hope Gracella can be friends with you and Sela too."

"Of course, from tomorrow we'll all be friends. Just take it easy, whatever you want will happen."Mona answered quickly. He did want to obey all of Richard's wishes before Richard actually left this world.

Richard laughing. "Alright, keep your word, Mona. I'll go out first, then" said Richard, and then come out of Tiffani's room.

As soon as Richard had left, Tiffani immediately got up from her lying position. "Dad," he murmured, and at once he came back crying. "Dad, dad, dad," he said.

Hearing the sound of Tiffani's cry, Now immediately rise to sit down and directly approach Tiffani, Mona also did the same. Upon arriving at Tiffani's bed, Mona and Sela hug Tiffani tightly.

"Don't cry. Everything will be fine, " Mona said.

"What will be fine, my father will die. I don't want my father to die."

Sela rubbed Tiffani's wet cheeks. "Wouldn't all living things go away in the end. Steady, Tiffani." Sela is trying to make Tiffani stronger.

"Yes, I know, but--"

"Rather than us continuing to grieve like this, how about we make your father's last days more colorful." Sela gave her advice.

Tiffani was silent, she just stared at Sela in confusion. He did not understand what Sela meant.

"Give me, I'll make a list" Sela said again

"List for what?" ask Mona.

Sela smiled. "Let me think."

Seriate.