CHAPTER 05

Lucian's strength was LITERALLY exhausted when he saw the bloodied face of his dear wife in front of him.

At the same time his lips parted, his chest suddenly tightened. He was just standing in front of two hospital beds in that very quiet room.

He felt like he was going to die that time. It's hard to breathe, I think there are thousands of daggers stuck in his heart while he can't help but look at his wife with her eyes closed. Still bloody.

"M-dear.."

At the same time as he mentioned that word, tears flowed like rivers from his eyes.

Darkness and light seem to be mixing in his eyes, brought by the incessant pouring of his tears.

"R-Rivka?"

Lucian ignored the pain as he suddenly fell to his knees on the floor. There was no equal to the screaming pain from deep within him.

"No. It's not true. M-dear?"

His whole body trembled even his voice. On his knees, he crawled closer to his lying wife.

"What is it, dear? Wake up. Rivka, wake up."

He covered Rivka's face wet with tears with his two palms. He felt that the blood was dry there.

He gently patted his wife's face, but he only frowned as he continued to cry. Because it doesn't move. Eyes no longer open.

Suddenly, the photos of his daddy taken from the crime scene when he was ambushed came back to his memory. Like his daddy, Rivka is also bloody.

Lucian's weak sobs began to escape as he felt his wife's body go cold.

"Mahal!" He had to scream, because otherwise he would struggle to breathe. "Where is our daughter? Wake up, dear!"

Lucian had no idea what he looked like now. He forced Rivka to get up and hugged her tightly while ignoring the loud sound of him crying in the four corners of that small room.

”Ahhh!" he shouted as his tears fell uncontrollably.

He let go of his wife for a moment and put her back in bed. He turned to another body covered in a white cloth next to Rivka's bed.

Each step was heavy as he approached that other hospital bed. He felt that time slowed down as he gradually removed the cloth from that body.

Lucian sat down on the floor again when he saw the angelic face of his daughter Luciana. Just like his mother, her eyes were closed and her whole body was bleeding.

He didn't know how else to explain exactly what he was feeling at that moment. All he knew was that it was another bad dream.

Yes, it's all a dream! He just had to close his eyes tightly. When he wakes up, this nightmare will also disappear.

That's what he did. At the same time as his eyes opened, heavy tears fell again from there.

It's true, it's all true. Did the one above take back the two people he loved the most in his life? He couldn't believe it.

Lucian uncontrollably pulled out his own hair while still sitting on the floor crying. But Luciana might just be sleeping. He will wake her up so that she can come back to him.

He quickly approached his daughter. Even without enough strength, he still tried to hug Luciana. He tried to wake her up.

“Baby? Baby, wake up. What happened at school earlier? Do you have stars again? Look."

Annoyed, he removed the white cloth from Luciana's entire body. He reached for his daughter hand and he was right, her two fists were full of stars again. But it was almost covered with a lot of blood.

"Have you already said that, eh. My daughter is very good---"

Lucian stopped kissing Luciana when he heard a very loud scream and crying coming from the door. His Aunt Esma, crying loudly as she approached where he was.

"My God! Rivka, Luciana!"

The old womans wailing caused him to wake up to the fact that he wasn't just dreaming at that time. That this time God took something back from him.

He is still in his right mind and knows what is happening now. Hard to believe, hard to accept. His wife and daughter are gone. His mother and daughter are gone.

Lucian screamed again and again. He is slowly being crushed. He felt like knives were piercing his chest. It hurts to lose a parent, but it hurts even more to lose a spouse and child.

"F*ck! Why are you doing this to me?" he shouted loudly while crying. Still hugging the child.

Ha!”

“Son, Lucian... Don't talk to God like that." He felt his aunt rubbing his back.

"Give them back to me! Give them back!" he looked up and shouted.

"Lucian..."

"Auntie... My daughter, my wife. Why is this happening? Why is everything being taken back from me?" He let out a painful cry. "I'm a good person. I've never hurt anyone. Why is he making me experience these things that are hard to accept? I'm going to die. I'm going to die all of this!"

Lucian stayed in the morgue ALL NIGHT. The eyes were full, and the tears did not stop falling while watching over his mother and daughter. Waiting for the two to wake up.

But no matter what he does, he knows that Rivka and Luciana will never come back.

How will he face every morning without his mother and daughter by his side? How can he live if every time he opens his eyes he gets used to always seeing his wife and child?

He remembered everything again. From the time he and Rivka got married, until she got pregnant and until Luciana saw the world.

“Daddy, when I grow up, I wanna be a model like mama. I will wear all of the beautiful dresses in the world," said Luciana dreamily. She is wearing the lavender floral dress she gave her on her third birthday.

"Of course, baby. Me and papa will support you. We will give you everything you want." Rivka then showered their baby girl with lots of kisses all over her face. Because the beauty of their daughter is shocking.

But how else will Luciana's dream come true?

Anger welled up from inside Lucian. Anger for the world and anger for its creator. He repeatedly asked himself and God. Just why. Why is this happening to him?..

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