Way in the future...
"No, no, no, anda have to let me in there!"
"How on earth would anda know this man? anda look like you're nineteen."
"He's my mothers grandfathers friend. I've known him all my life. Please, just let me see him!" The nurse sighed.
"Fine. anda have one hour. He's about to go anyways, so anda better hurry." Rene made a face and rushed past her. Damn, what a bitch.. she thought to herself. Room 205, 205, 205! She ran inside and slid herself into a chair sejak the man's bedside. His once black hair was wispy and white, his eyes lifeless, skin pale. The red head took his hand and held it to her face, allowing him to feel it.
"R-Rene?" the man croaked out.
"Yes, yes, it's me!" Her eyes were watering and the tears were flowing. The man could feel the tears and slowly started wiping them away.
"Please don't cry, not now." She sniffled and wiped her nose with her other hand.
"H-How can I not cry? You're going to die soon!" He carefully turned his head to look at her face. The red head's eyes were red and puffy. He took her hand in his and squeezed it lightly.
"Because I don't want to see anda sad before I go." Rene sniffled and smiled a little bit.
"There's that smile." He took her hand and placed it on his chest near his heart.
"Bentley, anda can't go. Not now."
"Rene, I'm eighty-six years old. My time has come." The red head was trying to keep a happy face, but her eyes continued to water. Bentley smiled a little and stretched his arms open a little. "Come here little sis." She scooted closer to him and hugged him, crying in his chest. He took his hand and stroked her hair, holding her close. The red head sniffled and turned her head to look at him. Bentley had a small smile on his face and then kissed the tip of her nose.
"B, how can anda be so happy?"
"I've had a happier life then I thought I would when I was much younger, and you're the reason why. So I'm just happy to see anda now." Rene couldn't stop crying. Her tears soaked his hospital blanket. The dying man wiped away her tears some lebih and pet her head, trying to make her stop crying. It worked a little bit. She tried to smile like he'd asked her, but it was so difficult for her. The red head closed her eyes and rested her head on his chest while he continued to pet her. They stayed like that for a little bit, until Rene could hear his hati, tengah-tengah rate slowing down.
"I'm gonna miss anda Bentley..." her eyes filled with tears again as she lifted her head.
"I'm gonna miss anda too Rene." He smiled sweetly at her and he took her head, Ciuman the bahagian, atas of it. "Do one thing for me?"
"What?"
"Just sit there and smile for me. Please." Bentley took her hand in his and held onto it, his grip loosening the slower his hati, tengah-tengah rate became.
"O-Okay..." She did as he asked, sitting there with a smile that he had seen on her porselin face for years. His eyelids grew heavy and began to close, his grip still on her hand.
"I Cinta anda sis," he mumbled out with his last breath, a smile on his face. The monitor beeped loudly, because his hati, tengah-tengah had finally stopped. She sat there, tears running down her cheeks.
"I Cinta anda too bro..." she whispered out before she completely collapsed and began to cry even harder than before.
"No, no, no, anda have to let me in there!"
"How on earth would anda know this man? anda look like you're nineteen."
"He's my mothers grandfathers friend. I've known him all my life. Please, just let me see him!" The nurse sighed.
"Fine. anda have one hour. He's about to go anyways, so anda better hurry." Rene made a face and rushed past her. Damn, what a bitch.. she thought to herself. Room 205, 205, 205! She ran inside and slid herself into a chair sejak the man's bedside. His once black hair was wispy and white, his eyes lifeless, skin pale. The red head took his hand and held it to her face, allowing him to feel it.
"R-Rene?" the man croaked out.
"Yes, yes, it's me!" Her eyes were watering and the tears were flowing. The man could feel the tears and slowly started wiping them away.
"Please don't cry, not now." She sniffled and wiped her nose with her other hand.
"H-How can I not cry? You're going to die soon!" He carefully turned his head to look at her face. The red head's eyes were red and puffy. He took her hand in his and squeezed it lightly.
"Because I don't want to see anda sad before I go." Rene sniffled and smiled a little bit.
"There's that smile." He took her hand and placed it on his chest near his heart.
"Bentley, anda can't go. Not now."
"Rene, I'm eighty-six years old. My time has come." The red head was trying to keep a happy face, but her eyes continued to water. Bentley smiled a little and stretched his arms open a little. "Come here little sis." She scooted closer to him and hugged him, crying in his chest. He took his hand and stroked her hair, holding her close. The red head sniffled and turned her head to look at him. Bentley had a small smile on his face and then kissed the tip of her nose.
"B, how can anda be so happy?"
"I've had a happier life then I thought I would when I was much younger, and you're the reason why. So I'm just happy to see anda now." Rene couldn't stop crying. Her tears soaked his hospital blanket. The dying man wiped away her tears some lebih and pet her head, trying to make her stop crying. It worked a little bit. She tried to smile like he'd asked her, but it was so difficult for her. The red head closed her eyes and rested her head on his chest while he continued to pet her. They stayed like that for a little bit, until Rene could hear his hati, tengah-tengah rate slowing down.
"I'm gonna miss anda Bentley..." her eyes filled with tears again as she lifted her head.
"I'm gonna miss anda too Rene." He smiled sweetly at her and he took her head, Ciuman the bahagian, atas of it. "Do one thing for me?"
"What?"
"Just sit there and smile for me. Please." Bentley took her hand in his and held onto it, his grip loosening the slower his hati, tengah-tengah rate became.
"O-Okay..." She did as he asked, sitting there with a smile that he had seen on her porselin face for years. His eyelids grew heavy and began to close, his grip still on her hand.
"I Cinta anda sis," he mumbled out with his last breath, a smile on his face. The monitor beeped loudly, because his hati, tengah-tengah had finally stopped. She sat there, tears running down her cheeks.
"I Cinta anda too bro..." she whispered out before she completely collapsed and began to cry even harder than before.
