"My wife!" Felit entered the room quickly upon hearing about his wife's condition, with Michael following closely. As they entered, they saw Clara breathing heavily, and next to her, Rayah was crying. Michael went to carry Rayah and started caressing her.
"Uncle, why mom can't leave with us" asked Rayah, tears streaming down her face as she hugged her uncle.
"Don't cry anymore, my princess. Let's go. Let doctor treat your mother," said Michael as he pulled his brother, who looked as if he had been drenched in water due to his wife's condition.
... After a while, the doctor came out and told Rifat that his wife needed him. Rifat entered the room where his wife was admitted:
"Clara," called Rifat after entering and sitting by the bed. He held his wife's hand and kissed it, tears flowing from his eyes. "Please don't leave me," Rifat said in a deep voice full of sadness. Clara raised her hand and wiped away her husband's tears, then she smiled.
"Rifat, I.. I lov-e you." Tears continued to flow from Rifat after hearing his wife's statement.
"So if anything happens, please forget me and live a peaceful life with our child Rayah, and if... if possible, let your heart love again."
"No, don't do that to me. I can't love anyone but you. Don't leave me. Tell me where I went wrong until I'm judged this much," Rifat struggled to control his emotions, crying while his whole body shaking. After a while, he heard his wife say, "Live happily and forget me." After that, the hand that was caressing Rifat's face stopped, and Rifat grabbed it quickly and placed it on his cheek.
"No, no, how can you be so cruel to me and to our daughter, mmh Clara? It means my love was not enough for you. Please don't leave me" he prayed desperately. But it didn't help because Clara had already lost her life.
... The day of the funeral, relatives from both sides arrived. Even Gian's friends who were far from the city came back to pay their respects.
After the funeral ended, the guests said goodbye and left. Rifat returned to his home while carrying his daughter. When they arrived inside the grand mansion, they were greeted by the servants and Rayah was taken to her room because she was already asleep.
"Boss, the water is ready, and we have prepared the food as well," said the middle aged servant who was older than all the servants, so they called her Aunt Sara.
Rifat didn't respond; he climbed the stairs and went to his room.
'Sigh, I feel sorry for the boss. It's not easy to live in a house where he used to see his wife every day when he returns from work' Aunt Sara shook her head sadly. Then she ordered the workers to go to their rooms.
... Rifat looked at the room for a long time and his eyes landed on the wall where there was a picture of his late wife Clara. He slowly approached it and looked at it carefully with his blue eyes that at that time did not show any emotions.
"Selfish" said Rifat then turned the picture.*
In the middle of the night, Rayah was awake and called "Mamy". She rolled her eyes and looked at every corner of the room but didn't see anyone. She slowly got up from the bed and left the room. She walked several steps until she reached her father's room. She knocked softly, but no one opened it. So she tiptoe reached for the knob and opened the door.
"Daddy."