Weak Wife Becomes Strong

Remembrance after Going

As usual—Aksa approached his wife's grave while carrying a bouquet of roses. He even had a subscription. The flowers he brought were also fresh as they were directly plucked from his trunk. This time a white rose he placed on the right side of his wife's grave. A sense of longing instantly burst into his niche. Sometimes he thinks, why God he must be aware of the feeling when God takes his wife.

His body that was not ready to lose, as if forced to accept everything. Every time there tears always accompany faithfully.

"Darling, you must be so happy there, right? Have you ever missed me once?" he rubbed softly the tears that began to wet the cheeks.

"Sorry because I'm a crybaby, you don't like to see it." she laughed softly.

"Darling, I'm going home first, tomorrow there will be an important meeting with an important guest of the company. I love you so much."

He left the navel to an orphanage which he named the House of Love Saira. He hadn't visited the parlor in a long time. There he felt very peaceful and peaceful. Since Saira's departure, he built a home in memory of his beloved wife.

"Father Aksa!" some children shouted and hugged him.

He smiled happily and saw them all approaching him with cheerful faces. A woman came from inside and welcomed Aksa.

"Kids, Papa Aksa must be tired, let's let him rest first."

They look sad. However, immediately a smile returned when he heard Aksa's sentence.

"It's okay, Mrs Azty, I'm glad they're spoiled and storming me like that."

"Kids, now let's play together." Aksa pulled something out of the car.

"Yey, we play ball, thank you Papa Aksa!" yell at them happily.

Aksa gave the ball away and let them play there. The manager approached her.

Aksa smiled and again circulated her gaze at the group of children who were playing happily.

"They looked very happy, just playing the ball." Azty smiled looking at them all.

"Yes, Sir. I am happy because they are very comfortable in this home. Maybe it's because the parlour was set up in memory of Ms. Saira."

Aksa looked at the sky that was beginning to turn orange, "Mother is right, they can all feel an invisible affection."

"Mr Azty, I have to come back because tomorrow there will be an important meeting." he went from there and approached those who were playing.

"Kids, Papa Aksa must return. You guys just keep playing it, yeah."

"Father, thank you for always spending time with us. Papa be careful on the road. We love Papa."

Aksa hugged them affectionately, "Papa also loves you all very much. You must be a good boy, so that Papa is always with you."

"Every captain, Papa has to promise, bring Mama here later." One of them said that.

Aksa looked at the boy and held his shoulder affectionately. "Mama will definitely come, as long as you become a good boy."

"Yes, Papa came back first."

Aksa runs her car out of the orphanage towards her residence.

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