The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 178. One Secret
Chapters 178. One Secret
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"Goodbye, lover, you are the love of my life. I lost you for a long time"
(Taken from the lyrics of the song Rita Effendy ~ Goodbye Lover)
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Shinta
The paved streets appeared flat with the color of the night sky. Dark and feels the same. He looked at the face of Rangga who was stiffened in an open chest, which was in the ambulance. Shinta is accompanied by Ali. They both accompanied Rangga's body to the funeral home.
Shinta looked at the pale face of her husband who would never open her eyes again for so long, the man who had been half her soul, had completely left her without saying anything.
Even in the last second they were together in addition to calling it 'love'.
Shinta's tears came back on their own. Her gaze would not turn to any other object other than the pale face of her husband. The lightning that seemed to be grabbing it, made him reflect in a state of self-destruction. He broke his heart at the same time.
" Italy..cabar...!" Mr. Ali rubbed the back of his daughter-in-law who looked so devastated at the departure of her husband.
If Shinta is given a chance, of course she will always obey what her husband wants. If time can be repeated, he wants to fix everything he has never done. Including adopting a child.
Mom, do you hear me now?
With her eyes fixed on her husband's body, Shinta spoke inside. Wishing her husband's soul could hear the screams of her heart at this moment.
How am I now, how can you leave me alone!
Who am I the same?
The tears just kept flowing would not stop at all, directly proportional to his broken heart like not treading the earth anymore. Shinta felt herself lonely and silent.
Is he able to swallow the bitter life alone, because he lived dead by the man he loved so much?
I don't know, God often turns the heart of his creation. Uncertain, and without permission first. But one thing remains to be in the hearts of all people.
That all that is allowed to happen, must bring good to the living.
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While Ms. Nisa who is still not strong accept the reality, was in another car with Richard and one female nurse.
Abhimanyu with his wife brought his own car and was at Shinta's house first, to prepare everything.
Wisang with Sekar also participated with Danan in a car that was behind the ambulance. In the line of the ambulance motorcade.
Wisang and Sekar stared at each other, he felt Danan changed since he left the hospital. The man is more silent now. With a face that cannot be guessed.
Upon arrival at the funeral home, the house was filled with many mourners. Most of Rangga's friends one letting who also served at Airport J city. Neighbors also seemed to fill Rangga's house.
The yellow flag fluttered weakly, becoming a confirmation if the family was in the middle of the mourning. The sound of ambulance sirens that had been heard in Abhimanyu's ears became a marker, if Rangga's body had arrived.
Sobs from the sabahat & the neighbors also welcomed the arrival of Rangga's body. Four officers from Richard's hospital room were seen with great care to remove the body of Shinta's husband.
Shinta, who looked empty, now also greeted the mourners present with a face that looked so tired.
" Please forgive all mistakes and mistakes mas Rangga ya mas.mbak!" he said while continuing to experience one by one mourners who are mostly in uniform Aviation Security .
The woman tried to strengthen herself in the midst of the storm that was now ravaging the foundation of her heart. Half of his soul has gone to nirvana.
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Dananjaya
When he left the hospital he had not even had time to meet, or talk to Shinta. He knew Mr. Ali's eyes wanted more answers. But the moment that felt not right, requires Danan to shut up.
Shinta's in-laws are very wise. The man was able to hide his curiosity to Shinta and Danan. In this case, Shinta is completely innocent. The woman remained on track until the end of her husband's life.
Danan didn't come in right away. He saw Shinta from a distance. I don't know why he also felt devastated and felt guilty to Rangga. Although he did not hurt Rangga directly and openly, but he felt he had cheated on the man who had been stiffened.
Sorry I Ngga, sorry my heart is brazen and presumptuous because it is interested in elo wife!!!
Danan was crying at the time. He who never felt mellow about his life, now focuses this insanity on himself. He feels guilty.
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Rangga's older sister who became a policewoman, of course, wanted to pay her last respects to her sister.
The night is getting late, Shinta's eyes are still awake and do not want to be closed. The depressed Miss Nisa has not appeared since arriving at the funeral home. Still under the supervision and care of the nurse assigned by Richard.
Wisang and Abhimanyu and Danan collaborated to cover the cost of Rangga hospital. Realizing that Wisang contributed to the accident, he had to take full responsibility for the incident.
But that's how friends, Abhimanyu and Danan certainly do not want to stay silent. The same weight shouldered lightly alike tote.
" I'll go home first, I'll be back here in the morning again!" Abhimanyu must be ready. He is now a family, however.
" What's up?" Wisang asked Danan who was still another person.
" You guys first, I still don't know!" danan was unable to think. She still watched Shinta who continued to sit staring at the face of her husband who was in the open box. Nanar and have no spirit of life.
Abhimanyu and Wisang stared at each other. They don't know what it's like to be Danan. It's complicated, too complicated to even look at.
The clock has shown at 23:00, Mr. Ali looks still awake. I saw her shower that night. For some reason at this late time, the old man even flushed his body.
Shinta is like a dazed person. The woman is seen constantly stroking her husband's face under the bright light of the high Watt lamp.
"Can I speak sir?" Danan with all his courage must immediately clear up the misunderstanding before Shinta is targeted.
Pak Ali looked at Danan. A moment later the man nodded.
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The long black sofa looks to accommodate two men's bodies. The sofa is in the middle room.
Mr. Ali's face looked ordinary, but not in his mood. The awkwardness is now on.
" I'm sorry to have to discuss this while the atmosphere is still really not right!"
Danan doesn't want to get stale anymore. Instantly the atmosphere became quiet. Then Mr. Ali spoke up.
" I'm not like my wife....!" Danan looked at the old man's face.
"I know, you must be afraid I think you're playing with Shinta behind my son right?" Now Mr. Ali looked at Danan with a smile.
Danan. A moment later he nodded, because the man in front of him was indeed right. How could the man in front of him be that relaxed.
" Right sir, I'm just afraid you're blaming Shinta too. She is a good woman and loyal to her husband!"
Danan is not willing if the woman he loves secretly, became the target of the Rangga family after this.
" What looks is not necessarily what happens. I know my daughter-in-law more than you know. Thank you for helping us!" Mr. Ali patted Danan's shoulder.
Danan did not expect it would be this easy to explain the problem. Now he knows why Shinta loves Rangga so much. From a short conversation just now, he can conclude that Rangga is a man who inherited the innate nature of the Papa.
Wise and understanding nature.
Shinta loves Rangga so much
" I just...." Pak Ali suddenly clenched his voice and lowered his head.
Making Danan now frown on his forehead. The old man finally cried in front of Danan.
" Rangga often feels guilty to his wife because....."
Mr. Ali told me an important thing that he had been quieting. Danan who knew such a crucial thing could only swallow his saliva.
Really not expecting.
" I've never told anyone this. Even my wife!" Ali sir is crying. Sedu sedan is felt there.
Danan seemed to not believe what happened. Should he now lower his standards of admiration for a corpse that has not even been inserted into the burrow? or should he thank you for all this?
I don't know why the man felt comfortable talking to Danan. But for some reason, Danan sincerely felt compassion with the old man whose charisma still felt obvious.
" Please keep this secret" asked Mr. Ali to look at Danan's face.
" I know you're a pretty resourceful grown man. I just need a storymate right now. My heart is full and full!" Mr. Ali feels he is at his melting point at the moment.
" Losing a child turns out to be this sick. I can hardly" The man who looks the toughest, now also looks just as fragile.
Nothing is strong when faced with sorrow.
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