The call from the hospital was received. Rosalina felt anxious after hearing the bad news. It was related to her beloved son, Alif. His legs immediately stepped out of the house and immediately turned on the car engine after getting into the car. Her anxiety made her speed up the car.
Not long after that, she quickly ran up the elevator to Alif's wardroom. His heart was pounding. A mother's instinct felt that her son was in a bad situation. She quickly walked towards Alif's ward room after reaching the intended floor.
But like a few hours ago, Alif was once again taken to the emergency ward room. Once again, Rosalina asked for prayers for Alif to be in a stable condition. Without Alif, she would languish even more.
The wait is finally over. The specialist doctor came out of the wardroom before meeting Rosalina. Her heart beat faster. She hoped that the results from the doctor in front of her would be good. Rosalina looked at the doctor's face.
"Doctor, how is my son's condition? Why is my son being examined again in this wardroom? Everything is fine, right?"
Rosalina said with a face full of questions. The doctor's face looked unsettling. Will Rosalina receive bad news about Alif?
"Actually..ma'am.."
The doctor deliberately hung up his sentence. That made Rosalina even more anxious.
"Actually..your daughter died."
Said the doctor delivering the bad news. Rosalina, who heard it, sat down on the floor.
"But.. how. How is my son? I can't believe it.."
She said, raising his head to look at the doctor's face. She was unable to accept that fact.
"I'm sorry, madam."
The doctor understood his disappointed feelings. He could only apologize for Alif's death. Hearing the apology, Rosalina quickly got up from the floor and pulled on the doctor's shirt.
"I.. can't believe it. I can't believe it all! My son.. my son can live. I'm sure.. my son can live with me. Please do anything.. to bring my son back to life!"
His anger erupted at the doctor. Due to the fact of the shocking news, she became even more angry. She felt that the world was unfair to him.
"Bring my son back to life!"
The pressure that burdened her had made her fall unconscious. What if she felt disappointed that Alif was his only son in this world? Even the shocking news caused her more stress and a lack of self-confidence.
Rosalina's situation is the same as Hazre's. Hazre, who was left by her mother without saying goodbye, has gone forever in her life. While Rosalina lost her beloved son within a day. Is that the fate of the two of them?
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Azmar was waiting for someone outside the house. Dressed in a nightgown, he breathed in the fresh air while standing in front of the door. A car appeared in front of the gate of his house.
Since the gate of his house opened directly by himself through the remote control, he only entered after Azmar's permission. Now they are face to face.
"Sir, everything is finished."
"Didn't you get caught?"
"No, sir. I'm always aware of my surroundings."
Sharul, as his secretary, reported something. Azmar cheered happily only in his heart.
"Good...You can go now."
"Yes sir."
Said Sharul before leaving from there. Azmar's evil smile began to fade. His steps felt easy to enter the house again. His heart felt wide with joy. But, what happened before that?
A few hours ago, Sharul wore an all-black shirt and a black hat to avoid his face being caught on CCTV footage. As Azmar instructed, he immediately carried out his duties.
Arriving at Alif's calm and peaceful ward room, Sharul, wearing black gloves, looked at Alif. Alif's small body was lying on the bed for a long time. Carefully, Sharul cut off Alif's airway. However, that was the only reason he was still breathing.
But what is the power, the evil that is bubbling in his heart has done it. Sharul only finished by killing Alif with his own hands. After Sharul got out of there, a nurse came to check on Alif's condition. His slowness helped Sharul. Since then, Alif could not survive again because of his young self dealing with pain. His death was like a passing wind.
That was the true state of the incident. Finally, the villains won by getting rid of the strongest king of their psychological victims. Azmar had a cynical face.
"I do feel sorry for Alif at the same time. But, the question of my property has to come first. It feels like I've been waiting for this victory for a long time. Let it..someone's life or death be arranged in my hands.
He felt that tonight was the night of his victory. He closed his eyes while dancing a little. He tried to comfort himself by grabbing something. His plan worked. In another step, Rosalina would collapse in his arms.
***
The funeral was done early. Hazre and Rosalina faced the same situation. However, the cemetery area was different. Rosalina's tears rolled down her cheeks. While Hazre tried to hold back his tears, his heart still hurt, remembering all his best memories of Mama. He didn't expect Mama to leave so soon.
Azmar and Veronica were also present at the funeral. When they saw the body being wrapped, they were both still happy to see it. Their faces were masked with extremely painful sadness but instead, they were smiling victoriously.
The funeral was almost over. After the prayer was read by the respective priests, everyone went home. Except for Hazre and Rosalina, who were still crying over the death of their loved ones. Veronica just stood smiling behind Hazre while looking at Mama's grave. She still grabbed it.
While Rosalina felt relieved to be accompanied by Aiysah by her side. She rubbed Alif's tombstone tearfully. Azmar just waited in the car. Just like Veronica, Azmar also still grabbed that happy moment. Only those who cry for the deceased are not aware of the masked face. Azmar and Veronica. Will all this be revealed by itself or what?
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Fiqah struggled to clean her house one day. With her growing belly, soon the baby in the womb will see the world. She is like a sweat bath because too much work is done at one time. The fatigue is only borne by her alone.
As soon as she finished tidying his house, which was not very nice, she quickly sat on the edge of his bed. Slowly she leaned back while holding his stomach carefully. His face was wet with only his sweat. The towel that was placed on the bed was immediately reached before wiping it on his face.
Suddenly, she felt a kick in his stomach. She quickly felt it with his hand. A happy smile appeared when she realized the kick.
"My son is strong."
She said while gently stroking his stomach. She could feel the love. But she was reminded of someone. His mind was focused on Azmar. She felt a little depressed when she recalled the bad incident between them. She would even forget about it and move on with his life.
While thinking about it, she felt her stomach ache. It looked like she was about to give birth. The pain was getting worse. She quickly dialled the emergency number.
The ambulance came when she needed help. She was immediately taken to the hospital as quickly as possible. Then she was carried quickly to the delivery mother's room.
After hours of moaning in pain, finally, the baby's voice was heard crying loudly. A mother's smile smiled. The baby, which had been wrapped in cloth, was immediately handed over to Fiqah. How happy Fiqah was after seeing the baby in her arms and she could see the world. The baby would shine a light on her lost life, all this while.