Hugged Me, Mother
chapter 65

In Alya's room.

Chandra cried while hugging Alya's diary.

In the book there are many things and stories that Alya passed through during his life. The middle-aged woman's heart was deeply sliced as she read Alya's handwriting.

All this time he never knew that his second daughter was so suffering with his attitude that never thought Alya existed, coupled with the disease he suffered made him more tortured.

"I am a useless mother, I am the worst Mother in the world" she muttered as she continued to hug the book.

After a while, he opened the next sheet, he wanted to know what else Alya wrote next! He accidentally found a small key tucked inside the book.

Chandra immediately walked towards Alya's wardrobe. What he saw yesterday, inside Alya's wardrobe was a small box that was tightly locked!

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The cemetery where Alya was buried.

Farhan walked into the cemetery with a bouquet of red roses and white roses.

He accidentally came that afternoon to Alya's grave only to meet his dead lover.

Upon arriving beside Alya's meal, Farhan stood for a moment while staring at the dry land.

"Good afternoon Al, how was your day this afternoon?" he said as he missed his body until he finally sat on the red ground.

"I know now you're looking at me with a sweet smile on your lips that you've always treated me to. Is this the end of our love story?"

A clear thread began to slide from Farhan's pelukur, he grabbed the headstone that read Alya's name and gently stroked it!

"I came with this flower, look at Alya. White roses are your favorite flowers and red roses are a sign of my love for you ...." Farhan stopped his words because he could not hold back his tears.

"I don't know why I'm so weak when I'm with you Alya. Oh yes, about your request, I will marry Najwa and will make her happy as you asked but that will not be in the near future. I hope you understand, just give me a second."

Long silent, there was only the sound of the sedu sedan crying of a twenty-seven-year-old man.

In the atmosphere of the funeral atmosphere, did not make Farhan want to quickly go from there.

Farhan was still sitting at home next to a meal that had not been up to seven days.

"I don't know how long it will take to forget the good memories with you and begin to put together a story with Najwa that I know you will always be in my heart even at any moment."

Chandra sat down on the edge of the bed and started to open the little box!

How surprised he was when he saw some photos of Alya edited in such a way made as if he was being embraced by her and spoiled by her.

Instantly his crying returned along with him seeing some of the photos.

"My son," muttered Chandra as he continued to look at the photo.

After all the photos he saw, he continued to look at the neatly arranged pile of paper inside the wooden box.

Chandra felt increasingly claustrophobic when he saw the sheet of paper from Alya's health examination.

"I'm the most evil mother in the world, I don't deserve to be called Mom by anyone."

Regret tormented the inner middle-aged woman.

Her hatred for her husband's past treatment left her blind and never saw all the kindness and sincerity of an Alya ~ girl she cared for from birth to closing her eyes.

His hatred makes him unable to love Alya even though he knows Alya never knows and nothing wrong with him, now that he knew and opened his heart to Alya health to make amends to Alya was no longer there.

Alya has left this world for good, now there are only regrets that will continue to torture him throughout his life.

ACTUALLY WAS.

as human beings, we must be able to forgive what others have done to us so as not to become regrets the next day.

If God alone is forgiving, why we who are only his creation can not forgive our fellow creation.

REMEMBER.

Revenge will not make our lives calm, it will make our lives restless.