The way I love you
190 Flower Spots
Like being on-PHP-in, even worse than that. It hurts less blood, the pulse is more painful than anything else.
Dhea's voice was already swallowed in her throat. He tried to regulate his breathing, which felt heavy and squeezed.
Vean would not say anything to the girl he loved.
I will not say patiently
Just let it go
This is destiny
It is the way
Because he himself will not be able to. He would also look upset at the person who said that to him, if he lost Dhea.
All Vean could do right now was hug her, and say, "There's me by your side."
Fio and Clara try to lift Dhea away from Wati's body.
"Where will your mother be buried?" ask Ms. Ana.
Dhea looked at Ana.
"As her child, you have the right to decide where your mother will be buried. Do you want to bury him in the city?"
"No, just here. Mother does not want to be taken to the hospital, maybe because she does not want to be far from her home. Just buried mom here. I'd rather be that."
Yes, although it will be very difficult for Dhea to make a pilgrimage later, but she wants to keep her mother buried here.
"Maybe this place is full of memories for mom. Maybe here you used to meet her."
Bram saw Wati's mother's body, thought, and felt like he had seen her, but where?
A while passed, after everything was ready, they immediately brought Bu Wati to be buried.
"Well, why shut up? Come on," said Bianca.
Doctor Bram nodded, then followed the convoy. It didn't take long to arrive at the funeral, just a fifteen-minute walk away.
Dhea could only see the body of Ms. Wati who slowly began to be put into the burrow. Vean rubbed Dhea's back. The girl bit her lips hard, so that her sobs could be restrained.
The first soil is inserted.
Mom, I forgive mom.
Second land
Rest in peace.
Dhea regulated her breathing many times.
God gave me a chance to live, to meet my mother here. Although it can only be for a while, but I still have to thank him, right?
Thank you for giving birth to me.
Thank you for leaving me in the orphanage, not for aborting me since I was in the womb.
I'm starting to understand why you'd rather let me go, maybe so I don't live hard. A strong female mother, who has survived to this day. Survive with all limitations.
Rest in peace, I'll be fine here. I'm sorry I haven't been devoted to my mother. I'm sorry I haven't been able to please you more.
Mom, should I go find dad? No, I don't think that's necessary. I no longer want to be disappointed and hurt. My passion for meeting that man, faded. Seeing a mother who was alone like this, a little explained to me that she might not be a good man. I'm sorry if it's bad to think about him, but this is my choice. I will no longer think about him.
Dhea sprinkled flowers over her mother's grave, which had been completely covered in soil. The girl wiped her tears again.
Look at the sky, and back those tears are dripping.
