The Love of Doctor

Extra Part

Happy reading, Sorry if it does not fit the thoughts of readers, I just want to present a different from others. They parted not because of the third person but because their destiny got there.

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Erik pov's.

The love... Hold this hand

I can't hold on anymore

In her heart wound

The love... Hold this hand

And convince me that I

Able to walk without it.

I was still reluctant to leave beside my wife's corpse, I stared fixedly at her pale face, but could still show off her ignorant smile. I prayed the best prayers for him, to accompany his departure, for a moment I found the man beside me, repeatedly apologizing to him, for not being able to save the only brother he loved.

He kept replying to me by saying that this was God's destiny.

Not only my friend or colleague but my wife's friends were also present there, delivering prayers and also expressing sorrow to me, for a moment I could show off my strong face, but what? inside this chest like a big stone left, it felt tight, sore, these tears came back pouring down, when I looked at my first son who was crying too, in my mother's embrace. As for my daughter, still I live in the hospital, I leave her with the sisters there, hoping they can take good care of her, lest my daughter be confused with someone else's baby, like a soap opera story that is very popular with women, because Riella is the only woman I will love last after my wife.

“Erik hold Kalun for a moment, son. Maybe she can look at her Mama's face for the last time.” My tears broke as my mother said that to me. The last word, made my heart feel scratched again because it remembered his departure for the sake of giving birth to my flesh blood.

“Ma... Mammas... Ma...mamamama.” I heard my son calling out to my wife, he touched my wife's cold cheek, I couldn't hold back my tears anymore, I wiped it with my arm, which turned out to be wet too.

“I'm sorry Papa Darling..,” I said while comforting him, I kissed his face that looks like me, I picked up Kalun and then I gave it to the baby sitter who was also crying for the departure of my wife, my wife is very familiar with it, I gave it to her, although she was old, she always respected my wife as her master.

“You know it's a pity that many people have come here, they are all crying over your sudden departure,” my tears as they look at her face.

“Do you prefer to be with Kenzie than here with us? But you said you loved me to death,” me again. Then I looked at her, I nodded in understanding what my wife said at the time.

The guests who came to the barbarity more and more, made me more dizzy listening to the noise, I know they want to pray for my wife, but please do not be noisy. I want to enjoy this last time with him.

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Right now I'm walking towards my wife's resting place, my footsteps are getting heavier, considering tomorrow I can't touch her body anymore. When my wife was put in the burrow, I began to shed tears, I was unable to make the final sound of the Adhan for her, I saw that Damar had come down to take my place.

“Last flower I present to the most beautiful.., as a sign of love for him.” Maybe that's the right song for me to sing right now.

“Good way your lover is the love of my life, I love you, for ever,” and that's my promise now I won't replace her with anyone, I want to wait for her here, I want to, on this earth, giving affection for my two children whom he entrusted. Hopefully I can wait for him to pick me up, I want to meet him back in the next world.

“If we can't unite in the world, we will be together there forever,” I said standing up.

“I Love You My Wife Now... & Forever.” I said as I left my wife's grave. I wish I could be healthy tomorrow and see him again.

Ella pov's.

Before the cessar schedule came, somehow I felt anxious even I was stricken with insomnia, a few days before the cessar schedule. Maybe it was because I was too scared, causing my blood pressure to rise slightly. That night I somehow intended to write a letter to my husband, the letter I would leave to Yohan, to hand over to Mas Erik. Because these days I dream of seeing Father and Mother sitting in the garden chair, they hold my right and left hands, like I'm a child who has just met, because they separated for so long.

Tonight my husband took me to a romantic dinner, I was surprised to see him take me on a cruise ship, I thought it was his, but I was wrong because it turned out to be Yohan's. I'm happy he's still concerned with me, willing to take off the shoes I'm wearing, not uncomfortable too he saw my feet that are like elephant feet.

However, I suddenly felt such intense pain in my stomach, like something was coming out right then and there. I saw my husband driving his car at high speed, I snapped at him in a loud voice, in my heart I deeply regret treating him that way.

Not long after we arrived at the hospital, I immediately took her to the delivery room. I heard his words that always strengthen me, so that I was more excited to bring out this baby in my stomach. After I felt relieved that my son had not come out yet, I heard Miss Lasmi say that if my son was wrapped around the umbilical cord, why my worry was higher than I had felt. I grew limp when I felt my bottom like it was being pulled, then I heard the sound of crying baby girl that I wanted, I had a chance to see that beautiful face. Exactly the same face as me, when I heard Mas erik echoing Adzan somehow my feet started to feel cold, like there was an ice stone on it. It started to travel to the tip of my head, so I could no longer feel the warmth there.

“Yes Allah when it is my time, please take care of them, do not let them grieve over my departure,” beg me of the Creator.

I was eager to hug my husband who was already sitting on the floor wanting it to feel like I was hugging him, calming him down, giving soothing words, so that he would not grieve over this temporary separation. I'm sure he can survive until we meet again in the same world.

“I love you my husband, then and forever.”

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Anyway thank you yes.who has supported my dime work for 3 months 4 days. Sorry, but in writing a lot of imperfect. Again I apologize. See you in season 2.