New Sheet of My Life

Bereft

Jeff was about to undo the intention to go to the kitchen to see his in-laws come out of the room while holding his chest. "Why why?" Ask. "No idea. Papa's chest is sick. It's hard to breathe." The answer. "We're going to the hospital.

At midnight Jihan and Jeff were still waiting in front of the room where Papa was being handled. "Patients want to meet Mom and Dad." Said the doctor who just came out. Jihan walked hurriedly inside followed by her husband.

"Papa." Call Jihan while clasping and kissing her papa's hand. He smiles. "Don't cry." He said with great difficulty because he was enduring pain. "Jeffs. Papa tipped Papa's daughter. Don't hurt him." The message to the daughter-in-law. "No. Jeff will look the same as Papa. We'll take care of it together." The answer was tears. He had not known his father-in-law for long. But the man was like his own parents. "Papa's take off Papa's daughter." Not long ago the sound of a heart monitor sounded made the doctor rush inside.

Jihan immediately approached the doctor who had just come out. "How's doc? My papa is fine, right? Papa's healthy back, right?" Ask the woman with a tube. "Please pardon. He was not saved." Answer doctor. "We're so sorry." Further again. Jihan was frozen in place. He has now completely lost the support of his life. The man who had been her backrest had been gone. His father left him forever. "Prophe Ma." Jeff hugged his wife tightly while rubbing the woman's back. "It's a lie, isn't it? Papa's alive, isn't he?" Ask while crying. "Papa is gone Ma. Mama's licking it." Jihan shook her head. "So we still talk to them. Papa's still alive." Jihan roared lamenting her deep sadness. "Don't want to see his grandson born. Why did he leave so soon." Continue again with a heart-wrenching cry of sorrow.

The morning at Jihan's house was already crowded by mourners. The woman sat down with friends and family while staring blankly at the corpse of her father who had not been imagined. "Drink the milk Ma." Jeff said, but again his wife just shook her head. "Yes Deck. Think of your content as well." Mommy Say. "I don't want to." Answer Jihan slowly.

"Mama's at home." Jeff didn't want his wife to go to the funeral because he was worried about her situation. "I want to come." Reply Jihan insisted. "This is the last time I'm with Papa. I'd like to come along." Then come back crying. "Yes. Come on." Jeff broke up with his wife's hand.

Jihan didn't say much just her along the way. Until the car stopped in front of the house, the woman went down and climbed the stairs into the house. "You took a shower and kept eating. Papa wants to catch up with Mama." The man was taken in by his son.

Jeff walked into the room with food and milk. He looked for his wife's whereabouts to the balcony of the room but there was none. "Ma." He looked at Jihan who had just come out of the bathroom with her changed clothes. "Eat first Ma." He hugged Jihan's slender body warmly. "Speekly Ma. If Mama is like this, Papa is also sad there. Remember that our son is inside. They need to eat, too." Jeff Says. "I'm sorry I'm selfish." Jehan is crying again. "No. Papa understands how Mom feels. Now eat it." The woman finally nodded according to the will of the husband.

Jeff painstakingly fed his wife. "Have you eaten?" Jihan asked in the reply. "After this, Papa eats." The answer. "Father eat too." Pinta the woman. "Yes. Papa eat." Jeff answered, feeding food into his own mouth after feeding the wife.

Jihan had fallen asleep in her husband's arms. Jeff knew his wife was so tired and sleepy because she didn't sleep last night. He told Jihan to rest. All the needs for payroll later tonight have been taken care of by the child and his wife's friend who tutut help. "Jeff will take care of Pa. Papa don't worry. Without Papa telling me Jeff would take good care of Jeff's wife." He slowly kissed the wife's lips.