Trapped by the Love of Leaning
I don't want to wake up again...
A woman was sitting in a wheelchair, she was staring at the wall in her room, the plain wall was a witness to how much she suffered.
Since that day, the day on which she was entrusted here, her husband never visited her again, perhaps more precisely not entrusted, but she was discarded.
He was more silent, reluctant to interact, even with doctors and nurses he was just silent, while increasing the belief that he was depressed to the point of going crazy.
Athar has abandoned me, for what else am I alive, I can't even see my son anymore, what can I do, I'm just a crippled and disabled woman, yaaa so it's natural that Mas Athar dumped me.
He will come back with Shirleen and forget me, why my life is never enough, always less, I just want to live happily, have a lot of wealth to buy all the insults from my family, I want to live a happy life, why isn't my life as lucky as Shirleen who has everything.
Riana was still struggling with her thoughts, I don't know why she was slow to regret her actions, as if her heart was made of stone, when she realized that she was no longer helpless.
Another case with a woman who is currently still lying weak, it has been two weeks precisely on this day, but she has not been conscious.
His parents were so sorry that they refused to leave him for a second.
Lisa, who wished that she would not wake up, put her in a coma for much longer.
"I don't want to get up again, I don't want to get up anymore"
He kept saying that phrase in his long sleep, he was so ashamed to see the world, seeing the disappointment of his parents, he really would not be able to.
"Pa, why hasn't Lisa woken up yet ?" said Mama Lisa after so long silence decorate the nursery of her child.
"I never failed to be a parent, until Lisa did something out of bounds, but instead of fixing me even make myself more failed Ma, he's our son.he's still our son"
"Well what happened, Pa, I also regret letting our son go to jail, what kind of mother I am, I don't know how many times our son was persecuted there and he said he never once resisted" Mama Lisa rubbed her tears that had now fallen inescapably, looking again at her son, she also returned as busy looking at Lisa's bruised face that gradually improved but her scars still showed how much suffering Lisa.
"It's Pa, stop blaming yourself, the most important thing is when Lisa realizes later we take care of everything, take Lisa away from this city, we will start a new life together again" he continued, his current desire is only one, living quietly with his small family even though he has to go far.
"Yes right Ma, hopefully Lisa will soon realize, papa wants to apologize Ma, Papa wants him to know papa is sorry, this chest is tight to see him like this Ma"
"Yes Pa, we have to be patient and strengthen each other" said Mama Lisa, she embraced and hugged her husband, because of them both Mr. Jefrilah most feel guilty, said, even every day he always kissed Lisa's feet to apologize, but it was not enough because Lisa had not been aware of making her continue to be overshadowed by guilt.
The two regret-stricken parents returned to tears together, before him still lying and reluctant to open the eyes of a daughter they had thrown away, Radisa Imanuella Syarif, Mr. Jefri remembered the name he gave, on the basis of love and love he was once very happy to get a daughter like Lisa, but by a mistake he ignored everything, with his own hands he pointed at the exit throwing away his own son.
Let alone the inner wounds, even with the wounds all over Lisa's body, he felt it was not appropriate to be called Papa for his son, for he was a bad Papa who could neglect his child.
Wake son... Papa's sorry....
Seriate...
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