The love story of us

RKUN BRILL

ed that the window of my husband's room was open.

as good because the sun had set but I still did

rden. I approached it and noticed that it was the rose that was difficult to bloom so I picked it

as focused on his laptop. He looked at my behavior and h

dbye," he said and I glanced

ou're at your Mommy's," I said shaki

room. He's been looking out the window for a while and I know

s head. Our youngest son is taller than me but he

n first," I promised weakly and I

" he asked

ing to leave me," I said and his lips parted in

country for treatment?" he asked, his voice almost brea

You stay here first, son," I just said and left him i

as on the opposite side of the window where I purposely put the sofa bed there so that he wouldn't get bored waiting for

he only noticed my arrival when h

e used to be the only one who called me Don B

ty of my beloved wife. She is still the most bea

e my name came from you, I told people I know to call me that. Because I want... I

" he denied but the corner

e a feeling that now he is going

ready, huh," I promised and gave him

. You picked my flowers from the g

and he laughed softly. It's enough to soften my heart. He has the best laugh

even if I disappear from your company, I will not disappear from your heart and mind. I will always stay by your side," h

inne... I should be before you

cause that should be me. I should come first and not him. Beca

he last time I would hug him like thi

take my heart too, my love... You're the only woman I'll love, even in the afterlife or our next life. I love you so much, Lorainne Angeles-Brilliantes, the mother and granddaug

ears welling up. "I love you, Denbrill Arkun Brillia

the pain prevailed, I chose joy because in the last chance of his life

voice and saying he loved me was enough

hat door I saw my son fall to the floor while he was still holding back hi

mother and like a child nuzzled h

ommy

avy for them to step up just to come to us. I let

eir lives but not to the point where it's like they just came back fr

s still there because I know that my belove

him to leave us like this. Even though I had prepared,

love so much? Who can't cry when the one you

se I know that we will meet again, no

he setting sun. Although half of my life was

my eyes I returned to the memory

I loved first is still e

o me by my wife. At the age of sixty-four, Lorainne left, but that doesn't