
this afternoon, so many people were attending Lia's funeral, her final resting place, a guest who greeted her family like it was endless, just as much as the whirlpool of tears that wet his vortex, the,
"don't you regret it anymore, God willing he's calm in nature there, now, he just needs the best do'a do'a we all, do'a kanlah for his good, do'a kanlah,
during the funeral, Radit always stood under a tree not far from the location of his funeral, one he wanted always there for the figure he greatly admired, able to take care of him even though for now was the last moment for him to be able to meet him, Radit himself did witness a lot of grief from the Lia family even he himself was sad, he was devastated, he lost his figure greatly, he lost his figure, he lost his figure, but he realized he didn't want to look weak to a family that saw his grief,,,, that,,,
he did not cry sobbing, did not scream to call his name, only his tears glistened, and his mouth was clenched sedich, he said,
Zahra was the one who could not master his sadness, many times fainted at the edge of the pit, every time the kiss of his brother again crying while calling out the name of his beloved sister, he said, maybe because of the factors of pregnancy and also the hormones caused from the uterus itself,,,
why do we have to witness all this, the story of a father full of grief, why don't you go first? it is worth it if the old tree withered and fell to the earth, but why is it that the young plants that must be fallen first?
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for how many hours Zahra had been locked in her room, there was no one there, she sat on the floor, alone, alone,
akh, is he really alone? is it true that the owner of this room is no longer in his room? this room is very clean, neat, how different from the usual room, but now it feels lonely,,
but that was the room Lia was familiar with, the room that always did look neat and clean, the room that had always been the most comfortable place for someone who wanted to have their own tranquility, the room that always looked neat and clean,
kkk misses her stuff that is always messy at the study desk diary, camera, novel, textbook, it feels like big brother misses everything
sis Zahra's gaze drifted throughout the room, bed, study table, book cabinet, television, pen, and pencil, and,
what would be most heartbreaking to lose someone? the thing he loves most? who is most often near him? who always reminds him?
the gaze upon Zahra was glued to the pen which now belonged to the study table, the pen became fossilized there because no one else swung it on the white sheet of paper,,,,, that is,,,
sis Zahra felt very longing to see her sister swing the pen on a sheet of paper, longing to see her swing a pencil to produce a picture that must be very beautiful, very beautiful,
when will he see that face again? when can he enjoy the milk and a plate of apples from the peel of his hand again? her thin and friendly smile in this house!!!
when can he see his sister writing the diary again? swinging a pen over a sheet of white paper to produce a lot of beautiful words? I still feel the hoarse and hysterical scream of an innocent girl seeing the action of the first meeting of the two, the,
unknowingly, sister got up Lia's pen, swinging it on a piece of white paper until it became simple writing, there is nothing you can do more than just hope that the sudden arrival grabs the questioner gently and grumbles at him as always, then and then...
in contrast to the situation of brother Zahra who does not stop complaining in his room, now Kesya brother can only sit weakly, on the dining table chair, usually at this hour he always enjoys snacks made by his favorite sister, he said, I don't know, it feels like everything is so fast passing, my brother himself just fell silent by facing some boxes that initially will be used as gifts
for a moment, sister Kesya swept her gaze across this dining room, as her shadow carrying a tray of various snacks on it with her sweet smile approached her and just disappeared, why is all this painful he thought
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the days go by and do not forget the sorrow of his friends who once fought together with him to achieve success, today is Sunday where everyone can gather together in this Aliansyah residence, he said, everything looks pensive with each other's minds also with their heads each subdued, until one knock on the door to kill all the daydreams of people who are inside
"Assynogaal?" said the tall and white girl with a friendly smile
"waalaikumsalam warahmatullah, sorry, who's looking for yach?" my mother answered the main door
"akh, earlier introduce me Mila, Karmila Andini aunt, an internal organ surgeon" who is this girl who is indeed wearing a white suit that may be a doctor with a friendly
"please enter?" invite the mother who opened the main door wide, so that the doctor Mila can enter
"please sit down doc?" invite mama kindly, even though her heart is chaotic but mama does not drag on in the sadness that befalls her
"Sorry everyone, maybe everyone is confused by my presence here, previously introduce my name Karmila Andini surgeon specialist of internal organs, more precisely, the doctor who handled the disease that had been suffered by the third Princess here, Ditta Alya Aliansyah, daughter of Om Bramantyo aludiansyah grace" said the doctor at length
hearing the arrangement of the doctor in front of him now managed to make all the members of the Aldiansyah family really surprised, because those who never knew anything about one of their family members have now left
"sorry, mk-mksd from doctor Mila's speech what yach, can be clarified?" ask the father who was very curious
by commenting on her thin smile, Mila's doctor replied "there are some important things that the family may not know about the late" replied doctor Mila kindly
"what is doc?" ask the father who frowned at her mark of wonder and did not know it yet
"this is Om Aldi, here, I can't explain everything directly, but maybe," said doctor Mila stopped for a moment, he was seen pulling something out of her bag, and,, "everything in this box will answer everything, all questions from the family" continued Dr. Mila, I took out a box of medium size
the family was stunned, looking at a medium-sized box on this table
_**When Gus Fall in Love_
don't forget to leave a trace
Wednesday, 6 July 2022**