When I got home after I study for along day, tired, hungry, and also angry because my mother wasn't home that was. I thought that it because last night my grandather so noisy, he screamed that he hurt, that he hard to breath, that he wanted to be brang to anywhere to be his well. He so annoyed that whole of my family being disturb for his attitude..... Everybody angry to him, everybody woke up in the midnight because of him... just if I know that is the last time he will be in home.....
I was so tired, and he call me, he said.. Det..... Ti..... he call me, but I wasn't come to him, I just say, No, I won't, because I'm so angry, my mother perhaps not at home because of him... I just passes him and go to my room, take a bath, watch TV, not long for that, my mother come with my husband and my daughter, we were not fell something wired....
Then, my father come and then we heard he screamed... we heard that my grandpa is not here anymore, I touched his body, it's so cold.. perhaps he died for 2 hours ago... perhaps when he call me, that the last time he can talk..... and he call me, perhaps he just wanted me to help him to feel his sickness before he go forever...
Now he not here anymore, I'm so regret, I'm so sad and always want to cray, but my regret is not useful... my fools is killing me.
I always dreaming of him in all of my sleep, I always feel that he so suffer... I just can do anything more beside pray to him and do the good thing for family that I still have... Good bye forever , my grandpa.... I'm so sorry for all of my mistake....
