Mother’s POV (Miss Naomi)

The story goes back before Shia wakes up.

Seeing my daughter lying weakly on the bed, I wanted to cry again.

I can't stand to see her suffer.

It was so powerless to see her lose dream.

Want me to curse the world right now, for taking my daughter's dream.

At this moment if everything was normal.

Surely our family's daily routine will always be happy.

Just like those times.

“Shia, it's time for breakfast. Dad's been waiting for a long time, you know."

*Kriiuuukk*

"Look, even his stomach is growling."

"Hey, no need to say that, right?"

My husband who is reading the newspaper, his stomach may have been aroused by the delicious smell of my cooking.

“Ready, Shia has come. So dad can eat too?”

“Haha, don't misunderstand. It was the sound of a chair creaking."

“E-eeh~, but the sound of the chair creaking I don't think is like that *Kriiiuuukkk*.”

“Shia, that father was just joking. So don't take it seriously. Father too, even though he's joking, it's not good to teach Shia to lie like that.”

"Well, Shia knows. Because my father isn't good at lying, right?"

“Hehe, right, too. Then the father will be honest with his own feelings and will not hold back. Bon appetite!"

"Father! We have to wait for mom. Come on mom quickly, dad has eaten first."

“Oh, Geez~....”

Such is the life of our peaceful atmosphere.

Miss those times. I am really happy to see my daughter laughing.

When she said that she had dreams, we were happy too.

No matter what the dream is, as long as you don't give up. Surely one day it will come true.

That's what my husband instilled in her, I also nodded in agreement. Since then we have intended to fully support our daughter's ideals.

And many things happen when we support our proud daughter, moments like that are also happy things.

We have taken a lot of memories.

I've even made a special album for our daughter.

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I wish that things like this would never end.

Until that day comes. I don't know what else to say.

“Miss Naomi, it's bad! It's bad Miss Naomi."

That day, our neighbor suddenly shouted at me.

“What is it, what is it? Calm down, Yose. Take a deep breath and calm down. What's so bad?"

“That, that, Shia. Shia and Mr. Yusen. They had an accident.”

*Crash*

Suddenly I dropped the smartphone in my hand.

My heart was in shock, surprised by the sudden notification.

Head still frozen, unable to digest the information obtained.

"Impossible. Must be a lie, right?”

"Of course not. Do I look like I'm joking? I just heard about it from the police station.”

Of course not. I just can't believe it.

I immediately ran to the nearest police station to look for details.

And what was said was not a lie. I panicked and agitated.

Heard that the car my husband and Shia were driving had a serious accident. I really got out of control.

Even though I was known as an easygoing and friendly mother. But this is the first time I'm overflowing with anxiety.

"Now they are at the nearest hospital."

Without waiting, I frantically ran to find a taxi.

“Yusen,….. Shia,……”

I kept chanting their names, calling them, hoping they would give me an answer soon.

I know it's impossible, but if there is a miracle. I want that miracle to come to us.

Getting out of the taxi, I rushed to the hospital reception desk and asked how my husband and daughter were.

Guided by someone, we headed to the intended place.

But after getting the latest news, I sat down sluggish.

When I saw it, I felt like I was collapsing on the spot.

What happened?

Why is it even like this?

"Someone, anyone tell me this is a lie."

“Sorry, but it's too late, Mrs Naomi. Such is the reality, Pak Yosen is gone.”

No way, my husband, Yosen,..... Why did you leave me.

I was so weak that I couldn't stand up anymore.

“But your daughter can still be saved. We're trying to save her."

Hearing that, I was again flabbergasted.

Right, my daughter, Shia how is she?

“H-how is my daughter, doctor? Is it true that Shia can still be saved?”

"At least we're still trying to save her."

“Please, please doctor. Save my daughter, Shia.”

"Calm down, calm down. We are currently trying, please pray that your daughter will be safe. We will try our best. Please wait until the operation is complete.”

I waited two hours, three hours, for the operation to be completed.

Yosen, what should I do?

Why have you gone ahead of us, Yosen?

Our daughter still needs you.

I sat down.

Surrender to what is called destiny.

If fate wills, please save my daughter.

"Shia~,.................."

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A few days later was my husband's funeral procession.

Family, relatives, colleagues, there were so many who visited my husband's funeral procession.

I have received a lot of condolences and condolences from them.

Even so, I was still overcome with great anxiety.

It had been days and weeks, until finally two months had passed.

My daughter still hasn't woken up.

Even though the doctor said that my daughter was saved, I was very anxious while waiting for her consciousness.

And when I heard that my daughter's leg couldn't be saved, I cried again.

What will happen to Shia's future?

I keep thinking about it.

After all, that was her dream since childhood.

I know how much she yearns for it. To be like her father, Yosen. Shia had been fighting hard all this time.

I really couldn't bear it after I saw my daughter's condition.

However, as long as Shia survived, I was grateful.

Don't know what to do if Shia is also not saved.

I promise, that I will make Shia happy.

As her mother, I had to work hard.

All for Shia, for my beloved daughter.

Two months later, my daughter still hasn't woken up.

The doctors and nurses also continue to take care of my daughter's condition. Make sure the body does not lose nutrients.

He said just be patient waiting for my daughter to wake up.

But I can't calm down.

Even sleep became less sound because I was so anxious.

Until one day, when I was slowly falling asleep, I could faintly hear a light sigh from in front of me.

Even though at that time I was about to fall asleep, but hearing the voice coming from my daughter, I immediately woke up.

“Shia, have you come to your senses?”

I was very happy after that. While hugging him, I was very happy and cried happily.

After that, the doctor who was called and I told the truth to my daughter. I know it's hard, that's why I asked the doctor for help to explain it.

I know it hurts, but either way this truth has to be revealed to Shia.

Even after this, I'm sure our lives will be difficult.

So I will try my best to replace my husband for a living.

I want Shia to live a decent and happy life.

Even though it's hard, for Shia's sake any hell I'll go through.

No matter what Shia's future is, I will support her.

Therefore I will do what I can do.