[Part. 16] b

"It's hot, Lyn." Kenzo tried to shield Jess from the scorching sun that had been greeting them for the past hour. The spacious and well-maintained cemetery area had been greeting them for some time now. Kenzo knew that Jess was mustering the courage to get out of the car. He didn't force her to come down and visit.

But Jess gently pushed aside the large black umbrella. She chose to walk slowly, savoring each step as she approached the grave that Kenzo had pointed to some time ago. A well-kept small grave.

Their daughter's grave, whom Kenzo had named Asmarandhana Rinjani.

"What's her nickname, Ken?"

Kenzo smiled faintly. "Asmara."

Jess gazed at the grave for a long time. Her memories dragged her back to the first time she woke up in the hospital. The first thing she remembered was Po. She touched her belly, which had now shrunk slightly. Also... the sudden pain that attacked her stomach.

"Ouch," she winced softly, immediately drawing Kenzo's