Being the Second Wife of My Friend

Being the Second Wife of My Friend
124. Go my Surga Angel!


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Honestly, it's a sad episode I can't imagine. As I write this, I'm really crowded. It was as if tears were gathering in my chest. Ahhh, this is just a story.


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" Let's say, Yarr. What I can do will definitely be done for you" said Saka, holding Yara's hand, which was held by Alana, so that the hands of Alana and Saka and Yara in one hand. Because Yara's voice was so soft, Saka tried to bring her body closer to Yara, so that she could clearly hear Yara's voice.


" Mad, please you can forgive Rangga, don't make him go to jail, he has suffered enough because of me and uncle. I also asked him to forgive me and forget what my uncle did. Let us all live in peace. Can you, mas?" yara lirih. Saka just nodded without a sound. Alana tried to hold back her crying in silence. He bit his lips until they were bleeding a little. He did not want to add to Yara's burden. But his chest felt so tight to see Yara's condition like this. When you know everything that Yara has experienced, no one can blaspheme.


" Mas Rendra, please take care of Alana and the children, never hurt them. Give my regards to Genta and Alend. Say my apologies to mom and dad. Sorry I let them down. I'm sorry I haven't been able to give them the happiness they want, namely grandchildren and descendants for the Perdana family " continued Yara while closing her eyes. Drain the tears hanging from her eyes.


" You'll be able to convey this yourself, Yar. I know you are a strong woman." said Saka as she clasped Yara's hand tighter, as if to give strength to Yara. But Yara only shook her head weakly.


He did not answer Saka, his eyes now on Alana. He looked at Alana very intensely, as if he wanted to memorize the face of ayu who was crying in front of him.


" You're beautiful, Lana. Sometimes I envy you. You are beautiful, smart, healthy and can give offspring to Rendra. But I'm happy because I can finally unite you guys, real soul mates. Because I also know, right here, this heart is just you, there's no me there. Forgive what I've done in the past and also my words that might hurt you, Lana. I love you." whispered Yara again, making Alana sob. He never wanted to take what Yara had. He was caught in a difficult situation. It is like walking in the grasp of destiny.


" I love you too. Remember, Yara. You promised you'd hold Alend, take care of Alend. You must be healthy! You must be excited!" alana encouraged Yara, with tears that would not stop melting on Alana's cheeks. The two men in the room also could never hold back the tears that came down. They are not bad guys. But this chest-stifling situation made them have to vent their feelings, sadness in the form of crying.


" I would love to, but my body is no longer capable.." Yara paused her speech because the pain made her chest even more tight, her breathing was somewhat stingy.


" Rangga, thanks. Again, sorry that I always make you suffer. Thank you for treating me even though I always make you suffer. You should also know, if besides I love Rendra and Alana. But at the bottom of my heart, I love you. Sorry if my love hurts you so often. If I ever meet our son, I will tell you how proud I was to be the most beautiful part of your life. And how noble his father's heart was always willing to sacrifice for me and my son." whispered Yara near Rangga, with one hand holding tightly to Rangga's hand. The cold man in glasses did not hold back his cries. He was crying in silence. While his lips said the words I LOVE YOU many times without sound. His chest seemed to want to explode hearing Yara's confession. In the depths of his heart he also held a deep love for Ivara. The first love and the one to date is still neatly stored in his heart. The grudge is only in the outer skin, but a million loves are stored in the inner.


After all the expressions of his heart he let out all, he reviewed a weak smile. The hand grunts to the three people around him tightened, his face looked a little pias like it was enduring the whack of pain.


" Thank God, I can finally die peacefully." continued Yara Lirih with a smile and after that took a deep breath of relief.


And after that Yara held hands on Alana, and Saka in her right hand and her left hand that was holding Rangga began to loosen. And his breath escaped from his body. It makes Alana and Saka panic.


Rangga who was still holding Yara's limp left hand, began to move, he rejected the bodies of Saka and Alana who were still beside Yara's right. He tried to spur Yara's heartbeat with his hand. And check Yara's condition with the sthetoscope next to Yara's bed.


But after trying long enough, Rangga then sat down to the right of Yara on his knees, holding Yara's already helpless hand. His gaze was fixed on Yara who looked calm and smiling towards her creator, after the forgiveness and last supplication he made.


" Innalilahi vainna Ilaihi rajiun..Go quietly my heavenly angel, I love you too." that's all that said from Rangga's mouth. He did not turn his head, did not speak to the others, he simply stroked Yara's thin and pale face with affection. Staring at the thin body he realized that it was getting cold. Crying out? Rangga's tears are running out for Ivara. A love that he cannot have.


" Inalilahi, O God forgive all the sins of Jara...Bby you have to be strong." said Alana crying while hugging Saka who was just silent, Saka looked beaten and frustrated. Saka was not frustrated because he felt jealous of what Rangga was doing now, but he felt a heavy suffering Yara at her last moment. Until finally Saka rubbed his face with Istigfar repeatedly to reveal his willingness over Yara's departure.


Saka tried to unravel the awkwardness with Rangga by patting the bespectacled man's shoulder, which stared at Ivara's body nanar already stiffened.


The real Rangga is Yara's husband, somehow Saka should act, as she is also her husband.


Because the two men were silent and silent, struck in their own way so Alana took the initiative to cover Yara's body with a white blanket on Yara's bed.


" Let me take care of everything, I want him to be buried by the side of my son's tomb" said Rangga flat. His face was still laden with sadness, but his tears were already dry.


Alana looked at Saka with a hard code. He knew Saka also wanted to show his last respect for his late first wife.


" Well, but since everyone knows she's my first wife, so let me cover the entire cost of the funeral and the ceremony let it be done at Yara's house" Saka said with a sigh. He was tired, he didn't want to argue. He said it in a soft tone, because he knew that perhaps the man with the glasses was the one who lost the most.


Rangga just nodded, he knew his position. People don't know who he is and his relationship with Yara.


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