reaching the end

It's a sunny evening when a couple seats on the hospital's cafetaria. The eat in silence until the husband start to talk.

"My dearest wife, i don't know until when i will be sitting on this wheelchair. useless. i'm doing nothing now. i can't give even a thing for you,our children and everyone. i can't give you a thing except burden."

"Don't ever said that to me again! i don't want to hear that kinda hopeless words from your mouth because you're not the one that you've described!"

"I don't know. what can i do now? this illness is killing me. i'm only waiting for my time to go, you should know this.I don't have many time. My life is about to reach the end...."

"STOP TALKING!"

"THIS, is reality! we can't choose our way! reality is what we have to face! we can't hide! no matter how painful it is."

"but please don't talk this way. it's too...."

"bitter. yes i know. this is what i'm thinking about. i'm not ready for this.
I'm not done"

"please, don't think about this, just face it,what you have to worry is yourself!"

"NO! it's not me whom we should worry about! it's you! our children! my parents! all of the people i love! how could our children survive? how could they get a love from their father? how could they buy what they want? "

"darling......"

"How about you? who will protect you? who will work for you? my parents! how can i thank them for ever single thing that they've given, sacrificed, for me? how can i make them proud of me? How can i, make everyone i love, HAPPY?!"

his wife started to cry, and hold his hand and started to talk

"Please, you're the best man i've ever met. You're the best child ever for your parents. you're the best father ever, even maybe your children will never be that close with you. you'll always be our hero, my hero.
You don't need to worry about those things. i'm here, everyone's here for you. please, dont' worry about that. take care about yourself. you. you, and you."

"mmm okay but..."

"shhhh stop talking. what can we do now is making an effort. do the treatment, and pray to god. that's what can we do."

"yes. because everything depends on god. whatever the way that god will give, no matter how slippery is that way, just be sure, that it's the best way for us. Don't cry when it happened. i'll be sad if you do so."




About one year after that heart to heart talk, that husband kicked the bucket, at his very young age, leaving everyone that he loves. Just like what the husband said, the wife tried to be very strong. she wipes her tears, and ready to face the world, although she know the way that leads her will be hard. But she always baer something in her mind:
The way that god gives to us is the best way. no matter how slippery it is, it'll lead you to the best way ever.