Samsul smiled as he could feel the presence of his wife right next to him. The whole day had taken a toll on both of them, and in his last conscious moments, he smiled and spoke to her quietly. "Goodnight, my loving wife."

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Samsul woke at the sound of Anastasia's voice, and his eyes darted around the room to see what was going on. His head hurt a little, but with his training he was easily able to push past the pain. He barely heard what his wife had said the fist time, so he replayed it in his head until he could figure out what she had told him. He slowly nodded at Anastasia and smiled at her softly. "Mine does as well. Stay in bed for a little whole longer, then."