The Rose of De Haas

Chapter 49: The Rain of Blood on the Earth of Srivijaya

Cecilion whispered, "believe me, baby, I will protect you no matter how I die, but you must live and give birth to our child safely."

The rose cries sobbing at the husband's whisper, really, the woman will certainly not be able to if she has to continue her life without the husband at her side.

However, now they do not have much choice to inevitably have to do everything possible so that someone can stay alive.

Their baby is the only reason for the young couple to try to stay afloat and do things in order to survive.

"Please wait here quietly, my wife. I'm just gonna go look out for a second" Cecilion added, patting his wife's back gently.

The eve could finally only nod, succumbing to follow her husband's words. With a heavy heart the beautiful woman let go of her embrace, hoping inwardly that they could escape from this very dire situation immediately.

The slow pace was taken by the Roses then, he inched towards the bale where they slept overnight while Cecilion began to carefully move out of the house.

Rose looked pushyly towards the ground floor under her feet, busy struggling with the contents of her own head even though tears were still so clearly wet her face that was so auspicious.

The woman now looked so pitiful, her clothes seemed a little dirty because she had to sleep in an unclean place, especially she had not eaten anything but her breakfast yesterday.

The Rose stomach feels very hungry and painful, it feels like it will not be able to last much longer because it feels very painful.

"Wait a minute, baby. Your father will be back soon and we will eat a lot" murmured Rose as she rubbed her own stomach.

The rose breathed a long sigh, the water of his face looked so restless that it appeared that the sweat grains as corn seeds adorned his smooth forehead. This gripping situation really makes him unable to think clearly.

"Look! There are Dutch people!"

"That's it! Let's go get him!"

"Hey, don't try to escape!"

Hearing that voice, Roses hurriedly got up from his seat with the rest of the energy he had even though his strength was not much anymore.

Seeing that there was a large wooden block behind the door, Rose hurriedly picked up the wood hoping that he could use the wood wisely.

"Oh, no! Don't let them catch my husband!" murmuring the Roses while walking cautiously close to the window of the house to see what happened.

But the hope of the rose is only hope. Cecilion Van der Linen, the husband has now been secured by three Nippon soldiers not far from the house where the Rose is hiding.

The vile hands of the soldiers began to beat up the innocent body of Cecilion, and of course it made the Rose go black.

Without a second thought, the woman who was pregnant came out of her hiding house with a wooden block in her hand.

The pair of eyes that were usually shaded now seemed fiery, voicing his already bubbling emotions.

"No, my wife, don't come any closer!" shouted Cecilion in Dutch.

However, the Rose did not touch her husband's screams. She just wanted to try to save her husband so that the two of them could go together after this.

The soldiers were dwarfed but cruel and cruel and then turned their attention to the Rose who was stepping without hesitation to approach them.

"Don't hit my husband!" The rose exclaimed furiously, swinging the wooden beam he had in his hand without hesitation at the three Japanese soldiers.

"I don't care if I have to die, but I wouldn't want you to hurt my husband!" rose's cry grew even more furious as his punch did not hit any of the soldiers.

The rose remained undaunted. He kept swinging the wooden block in his hand blindly, hoping that at least one of his attacks could hit those inhuman evil men.

'BUUUKKKKHHH!'

Finally, one attack hit two people at a time that made the Rose rush to pull her husband's hand to get up from his sitting position.

Cecilion's handsome face was now visibly alarmed with bruises as well as a few drops of blood adorning several points of his face.

"Hurry, we gotta go!" pekik Roses, trying to keep leading the steps of the husband even though he was limped.

'DOOOOOOORR!'

Cecilion Van der Linen's steps came to a halt, along with blood coming out from the corners of his lips.

"Yetoooo! Steady, husband!" the hysterical Rose shouted, trying to help Cecilion who had fallen down on the ground with all his might.

"Come, wife... I will die now as long as you can survive." said Cecilion in a raucous voice, trying to grab his wife's face with his hands that were already soaked with blood.

The Nippon soldiers who were not hit by the Rose managed to injure Cecilion right in the heart of the poor man.

The warm blood continued to flow profusely soaked Cecilion's body which now also began to wet the Rose dress.

"I won't leave you, Cecilion Van der Linen!" the crying of the rose grew, but she could do nothing.

Although the pain that is now being felt by Cecilion is extraordinary but the man still tried to smile for the last time in front of his beloved wife.

Cecilion knew that today was the end of his life and that he had completely failed to protect his beloved wife.

"It's too late, baby... Go awayl... I won't be able to accompany you much longer... Thank you for being my wife... The Rose of Haas.. I love you so much... I hope we can meet again in the next life, my love..."

Cecilion's beautiful smile slowly began to fade, along with the man's complete loss of consciousness.

Cecilion's hand stroking the Rose's cheek fell down, along with the last sigh, feeling so warm yet painful.

Cecilion Van der Linen, that handsome man had returned to the lap of God in a very painful manner.

However, Cecilion did not regret it at all, he could only keep the Rose here even though his life had been taken away.

"Yetoooo! Please don't take my husband, Lord! I beg you not!"

The cries and cries of the Rose became one that morning, voicing the pain he was experiencing so firmly and real.

"Give me back my husband, Lord! I can't live without my husband! Please, Lord!" the screams of the rose were more and more poignant, sounding so painful to nature.

The once bright sky began to darken, sending rain clouds that finally fell soaking the Earth of Srivijaya as if also felt the pilunya Rose heart.

The rose again embraces the body of her husband who is no longer alive, trying to strengthen herself to accept this painful bitter destiny even though tears inevitably come out of her beautiful eyes.

Cecilion's currently stiff and cold body made the Rose's cry sound even more heartbreaking than any miserable thing.

"Anyway, I will kill all those who have lost my husband's life!" the rose cried when vengeance had entered his heart.