Painful Love (Painful Love)

Latifah's Last Request

"Dec, how's Mama doing? Does he need anything?" yudhistira asked as he walked closer to Erina who was sitting on the sofa. The girl's eyeballs were red and watery, signifying that she had just cried.

Erina shifted the body, letting Yudhistira sit next to her. "It's still the same as it was, Mom. It's just that Mama had time to look for you, he said there is an important thing to say," said the girl told.

Yudhistira glanced at the bed, where Latifah was lying. "What's so important, Dek?" tanyanya. The two eyebrows of the man were linked to each other.

The beautiful girl with long hair was shoulder to shoulder. "No idea, Mom. Mama just said she wanted to meet Mas Yudhis," he replied, probing the remaining crystal in the corner of the eye.

Seeing the sadness that afflicted his beautiful sister, Yudhistira took the initiative to comfort Erina. Although he was as fragile as his sister, but he tried to be tough and calm.

"Udah, don't cry anymore! You also feel what you feel. It is sad because it will be left by loved ones, but try to take everything and prepare yourself to accept all the destiny that God gives," said Yudhistira sage.

Erina simply nodded weakly in response.

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While waiting for Latifah who was still sound asleep, Erina decided to go to the canteen to fill her stomach that felt rumbling while breathing fresh air. Sitting pensively while crying over the fate of his parents makes the stomach feel hungry. Meanwhile, Yudhisthira remained in the room, waiting for the still-settling mother to close her eyes.

The lentic eyelashes move slowly, and Latifah's eyelids open slowly. When her beautiful tail opened perfectly, she spread her eyes around. Smiled faintly as her netra saw the figure of a beloved child. Although Yudhishthira was only his adopted son, he loved and loved the handsome doctor like his own son.

"Yudhis" called Latifah in a soft voice. The oxygen hose attached to the nostrils did not make it difficult for the woman to talk to Yudhistira.

Hearing his name called, of course, made the owner of the name turn to the source of the voice. "Your mother woke up? Need anything?" cecar Yudhistira as he rushed to Latifah's bed.

Shaking his head weakly. "Mama doesn't need anything. How, have you read your birth mother's diary?"

Yudhishthira rests his butt in a round chair made of stainless. "Udah, Mom. In the book it is told clearly the beginning of Mama Annchi went from home before finally deciding to live in Indonesia. I didn't expect my biological mother's life to be so difficult when I was in my first place. If only I had known I might have been devoted to him long ago even though the Creator had called him."

Yudhistira's chest was tight as if a large chunk of stone had fallen on him. Returning to mind Annchi's past story that she poured into the diary book. In the book, it is clearly told how Annchi suffered when he had to separate from a beloved man.

Without feeling the circle of tears fell soaking the corners of Latifah's eyes. Remorse arises in yourself because it has prevented a child from being devoted to his parents. His affection and love for Yudhistira made Latifah dark in the eyes and hid a truth that was covered up for decades. It seems selfish, but how else, he was really afraid of losing his precious jewel of heart.

Yudhistira pulled up his chair until a creaking sound echoed through the room. Then, the man's hand was lifted up, then gently rubbed the back of the hand that was not stuck with the infusion needle. "You don't have to apologize, I can understand why you're hiding this truth from me. Although Mama and the late Papa hid my true identity, my, but you still invite me to visit the tomb of Mama Annchi even though it does not tell the tomb who we always visit every time we want to enter the month of Ramadan and during the feast day. At least I can still pray Mama Annchi who has been called God."

"Ma, I heard from Erina earlier, she said there was something important to talk about. If you could know what mom wants to say?" Yudishthira tried to divert the conversation with the aim that Latifah would not continue to blame himself. Really, he could not bear to see his beloved mother sad.

Latifah turned her head, looking at the brown iris of Yudhistira. He recalled what words he wanted to say to Yudhishthira shortly after the encounter with his adopted son.

Take a deep breath, then exhale slowly. "Son, you know Mama's age is predicted not to last long in this world. Cancer cells that were once treated again appear and increasingly malignant. If Mama leaves, she'll leave you and Erina."

"In this world after the departure of your late adoptive Papa, there is no one else you can trust. All of our brothers and sisters, there is no one to be trusted besides you after the incident some time ago. Mama's trust in them slowly faded when she discovered the lies our own family had committed. For this reason, Mama intends to leave Erina to you. Please take care and protect her like your own sister," Latifah continued with a glare. "Mama doesn't know who else to leave it with if it's not for you, son. In this world you're the only one Mama believes in."

Scrolls of smiles appeared on Yudhistira's sad face. He bites his lower lip, holding a rumble inside his chest. "Mama don't worry, I must have taken care of and protected Erina like I used to before I knew my true identity."

This time Yudhishthira's hand rubbed slowly on Latifah's head. "You don't have to think about anything, just focus on your health. Understood?"

With trembling hands and teardrops that began to wet her cheeks again, Latifah raised her hands into the air, cupping the face of her beloved child. "Thank you for complying with my last request. Your mama must be proud to have given birth to a child as good and obedient as you. Thank you, son."

Without much ado, Yudhishthira hugged Latifah so tightly. "No need to say thank you, Ma. It's my duty as a child to protect his family."

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