TERRA, THE BEST MOTHER
SELENA'S DEATH
Virgou plans to take his wife on a honeymoon in the country of A. He also did important work there. He has already taken care of his wife's visa and passport.
"Honey, in three days, we're going to country A, I have a job there" he told reporters.
"I have to come?' ask Ita polo.
Virgou peeked at his wife's cheek. Swiping the lips that become the candlestick. Truly he was lucky to get a wife like Puspita, the woman was very quick to learn and adapt.
"Yes, honey. All honeymoon," replied the man in a hoarse voice.
Puspita immediately sulked when she heard her husband's hoarse voice. It's very unfortunate if, Virgou sounds so sexy. The woman's face immediately blushed in embarrassment if seduced in such a way by the husband.
'Hey, why are you blushing like this, baby?" goda Virgou again.
"Honey," whine Puspita.
They just got married two months ago. The smell of the newlyweds is still smelling. Virgou is getting along with his wife. A man who did not believe in marriage. Now bend your knees in marriage to get his girlfriend.
It is worth it if his wife is as beautiful and gentle as Puspita. Virgou loved his wife very much.
"But, if it's just for a little while, I'd better be here" Ita said, distracting Virgou.
"We're one week, could have been more. But not for two weeks, baby," explains Virgou again.
"Oh, so. Oteh, I'm ready for the clothes now yes," said Puspita was about to escape from her husband's arms.
Honey, what he's dealing with is an ex-mafia. One who has a thousand and one tactics in the face of the enemy. Of course the things Puspita does are immediately known to Virgou.
Before he managed to escape from the man's arms. Virgou has caught him. Then carry. Puspita.
"Don't try to run, baby" said Virgou lightly.
"Darling, I want to make up our clothes!" pekik Puspita tried to thrash.
"Sstt, quiet! It's the husband's wish. Don't resist!'
Puspita immediately kept silent if Virgou had already said so. They also walked to their rooms, to make love.
In another country. In a tall building, where the best certified doctors and medics, raised their hands. They gave up on their patients' condition, which was getting worse and worse. Money apparently can not increase the age of women who are now like living skulls. Breathing one-one. The heart rate on the monitor is getting weaker, and his blood pressure is getting lower.
The doctor's head gel makes a couple limp. They both cried while hugging. The doctor patted both of them on the shoulder.
"Sorry, we can't do anything. The virus has spread to the entire network of his brain" explained the doctor with a look of regret.
"His chemotherapy failed" he continued.
Mr. Wijaya can only resign. The princess cannot be saved. While the wife can only stare at the figure that lay weakly waiting for death to arrive.
Both came to their daughter. Staring at the kuyu figure that used to be so beautiful and beautiful. The beautiful hair was broken, now it was gone, only a few strands left. The once beautiful face disappeared, especially burns that could not be removed. Her plastic surgery only restored 80% of her beauty. His brilliant eyes were now dim with no passion. The doctor said Selena refused all treatment.
The tears of the man did not stop flowing. The woman next to him did not stop crying. Both eyes were puffy and reddened, their breathing also began to be tight.
"Mommy ... Daddy," call Selena weak.
"Yes, baby" said Brigitta Selena's mother.
"I want to do something before my death. I beg you," he asked in a clear voice.
Brigitta cried and so did Wijaya. He could not hold back his crying. However, they finally accepted their daughter's last wish.
Selena wants a romantic dinner with her father, in a rooftop with candles and flowers. A simple desire from small.
Wijaya's crying. He realized that he was spending a lot of time for the princess. He thought that working and raising a lot of money would make his daughter happy.
Vijaya fulfilled the wish of the princess. Although it is very dangerous for Selena's life. But the woman insisted on taking off all the tools of her life.
The hospital rooftop. Wijaya paid dearly to realize the wishes of the princess. A romantic dinner. Lots of candles and roses.
Selena is wearing the best dress she ever wanted. Wedding dresses. Simple dress in white and gold design. The dress was deliberately kept for his wedding day later with the man of his tribe.
Who would have thought. That marriage will never happen. The woman stepped slowly with pearly and diamond decorated glass shoes at the end of her shoes and heels. It should be its own design. Wearing a circular braid-shaped pearl crown on his bald head. Brigitta dressed her daughter. There his father stood with a big smile. Wijaya wore a taxedo designed by his daughter in black and gold. Very classy and luxurious.
Vijaya caught up with her daughter, then walked to her seat. Pull up a chair and help the princess to sit there.
"Thank you, Daddy."
"You're welcome dear."
Wijaya feeds his daughter. Selena just ate this time. He was so happy. The waltz music is playing, the meal is over. Wijaya invites the princess to dance.
Selena nodded with excitement. This is what he wanted. Pleased with his father. The father he was always proud of.
Selena hugged Wijaya tightly. Their bodies swayed to the music. Wijaya's tears drip along Selena's breath. The thin body drooped in the arms of the father. Wijaya continued to swing the stiff body of his dead daughter. Sniffled.
Her daughter is gone forever. With a happy smile and in the arms of the right man, his father. First love.
Brigitta cried while smothering her mouth. The doctors immediately wanted to stop Wijaya's action, but were immediately rejected.
"Please, let it be a minute. My daughter is gone forever. I'm just a minute, five minutes away" she asked in tears.
The doctor also retreated. Let the father and daughter do their last dance.
seriated
hmmm .. honest othor cry make this. Goodbye Selena. May all your sins be forgiven.
next one?