Regret Always Comes Late

Ajie watched her as she picked one photo after another. He couldn't help wondering why it took her so long to stare at just one photo at a time. As she picked up the last piece, big drops of tears suddenly raced down her face. In the next moment, she was already sobbing aloud.

Ajie hugged her right away to comfort her. She gave her that exact favor a while ago and it was only fair to give it back. Her wailing took so long and in every second of witnessing her through the pain, he realized just how deep was the wound against the loss of her child. No wonder why she fell into a major depressive disorder. He, himself, couldn't almost bear the pain of losing Allie, how much more in losing her own child, whose same blood ran in her own veins?

"I'm sorry, Jie. I prayed hard for so long for God to grant me a child, only to loose him when my world became so lively and colorful with their presence. These photos reminds me of him."