Sorina went into the room and sit on the bed staring the back side of her sister. “….are you going stay like this forever? Think about your child, he needs you. Forget about Harit , please I beg you. Eat something …please. Everyone is stress and sad because of you …�
Soripa remain silent and motionless as she listens. It hard, her mind is shouting at her to be strong and wake up from this dream but her body doesn’t agreed because something inside-- is broken. It’s beyond repairable at this point. She thought about Harit and tear stream down her face . How can she live on without the other half?
“…Soripa !! are you listening to me ? Snap out of it! I can’t bear to see you like this . You ‘re hurting everyone. Just forget about him!!!...� she shouted as tear fill her eye. Stubborn girl! She a mother now and have a responsible – but why? Why is she drowning herself in sorrow …just for a man?
“…P’Rina, can…. a person lives….. with out a heart ? � she was out of breath and start panting heavily . Sorina saw the sudden change in her sister and tell the servant to call the doctor. Sometime is wrong! Sorina rub down her sister chest to smoothen the air lung as fear washes over her . Several min later the doctor came into the room and pull out his aid kit. The doctor suggests Sorina to step out side. She hesitated to leave and reach for her sister hand, patting it lightly.
“…you have to live on , your baby need you …� she kiss her sister hand and walk out the room .
A couple hours later , the doctor come out and tells everyone to be prepare. Soripa doesn’t have much days left at this rate, the body have stop working and a few hours ago her lung collapse … she was overwhelm with something. Everyone shouldn’t make her think to much but instead try to make her happy. If she want something, please do it for her . There no medicine for this kind of sickness. It all depend on Soripa's strong will but it seen like she given up on life
“ I advise everyone not to say anything that might trigger her emotion again . I can’t promise next time she will be this lucky ...� said the doctor, pulling his glass off and rubbing his forehead. It been a stressful week for him, taking care of Soripa and it won’t be long till his job here is done...
Salapat ball his fist and slam it on the wheel chair handle. He blame himself for bringing this upon Artkapon . Why cant’ his daughter forget about that bastard? Love is nothing but heartache and pain ! There more than life than just a man ! Salapat close his eye to hold the tear as his wives sob uncontrollably to the bad news . If death his daughter want ….so be it and perhaps in heaven she will be happy than living in sorrow. No matter what, Salapat will not call Harit back. Never. If a dog bit once, he will bit twice. The day Harit return back to Artkapon , is the day he die and Salapat will make sure of that.