HIS LOVE FROM HEAVEN | HALAL FF| JJK

Part 30

(As the days, weeks, and months passed, Jungkook felt increasingly empty. Each day seemed to blur into the next, a monotonous existence without the vibrant presence of Nehal. Despite the best efforts of his friends and his father, Jungkook couldn't accept the harsh reality that Nehal was gone. Mark, Jimin, and Mr. Jeon, tried everything they could think of to bring back a semblance of the old Jungkook. They took him out to places he used to love, surrounded him with support, and constantly reminded him that they were there for him. Yet, nothing seemed to penetrate the wall of grief that Jungkook had built around himself)

( He spent most of his days lost in thought, often retreating to the places that reminded him of Nehal. He would sit in the garden, under the rose bushes where he had buried her scarf, or lie in his room clutching her belongings, hoping to feel her presence somehow. As the grief consumed him, Jungkook began to rely heavily on alcohol to numb the pain. Most nights, he would come home drunk, stumbling through the door with glassy eyes and slurred words. His friends and family watched with growing concern as he spiraled further into his sorrow. One evening, as Mr. Jeon watched his son stagger through the front door yet again, he sighed deeply and turned to Min-ji)

Mr Jeon: "I've never seen him like this. It's as if a part of him died with her."

( he said, his voice filled with worry)

Min-ji: "He's hurting so much. I wish there was something more we could do."

Mr jeon: "We just have to keep being there for him, no matter how long it takes. He needs us now more than ever."

(Inside the house, Jungkook collapsed onto his bed, the room spinning around him. Memories of Nehal filled his mind, her laughter, her smile, the way she made everything feel right. The thought of moving on without her felt impossible. Drunk and lost in memories, stumbled to the bathroom door. He pounded on it, screaming)

Jungkook: "Nehal, when are you coming out of the bathroom?"

(His voice echoed through the house, a haunting reminder of his anguish. Min-ji and Mr. Jeon rushed to him, pulling him away from the door)

Mr Jeon: "Jungkook, she's not there, You have to let her go."

( He said, tears in his eyes)

(But he couldn't. He sank to the floor, his sobs wracking his body)

Jungkook: "I can't... I can't live without her."

(Tears streamed down his face as he looked up and cried out)

Jungkook: " Nehal's Allah, why did You do this to me? Why did You take her away? How am I supposed to live without her? You didn't even think once that what my life would be?"

Mr Jeon: "What's wrong with you Jungkook? Why can't you understand she is gone, stop now."

( He yelled his lungs out )

Jungkook: "No, she isn't, I don't believe that she's dead. I feel like she is still alive somewhere. I can't shake this feeling."

(Mr. Jeon looked at his son, his heart breaking for him)

Mr Jeon: "Jungkook, I understand how hard this is for you. Sometimes, our minds and hearts struggle to accept such a painful loss."

( He shook his head. His sobs filled the room, the absence of Nehal like a gaping wound that refused to heal. The overwhelming weight of his grief and exhaustion caught up with him. His vision blurred everything went dark, and he collapsed to the floor)

Mr Jeon: "Jungkook! Min-ji, help, call the doctor now!"

( he shouted, his voice filled with fear. Together, they managed to lift Jungkook and place him gently on his bed. Min-ji checked his pulse and breathing, both of which were stable but weak)