It felt like Putri had the happiness she had been waiting for for a long. But all of that had turned into a dream that would never happen in her life.
Irfan's embrace was very tightly embracing Putri's body. He also felt great sadness. But he must and can show toughness and great strength in front of his wife.
Cry after cry came out just like that, without anything to stop. Without any restrictions, and anyone will be touched to see the scenery in the room.
Tears of love, tears of loss, tears of anger. All mixed into one, and the feeling of not accepting became the most dominant in Putri and Irfan's minds at that time.
Putri did not know how long she had been crying in her husband's arms. She knew the tightness in her chest was increasing, knowing the fact that she had to let go of the baby she was carrying.
