A Broken Heart

A Broken Heart
Again regrets


Hana checked her call history. Lots of calls coming in from unknown numbers. The curious Hana immediately called back the number. Connected.the call was raised.


When it was connected, the voice of the person behind the connection made him speechless. Hana who has not said anything suddenly his hand is limp and the phone he is holding is now released from his hand.


Hana's tears had already dripped, but her voice was unable to come out. His words stuck in the throat. Makes his heart feel like it's in a crumb. He looked at the two people in front of him with tears battering his face. He was crying but unable to say a single word.


"Why are you crying, baby?" Revan asked worriedly seeing his wife's composure with tears streaming down his cheeks. Just now they were joking, now suddenly his wife was crying. His wife cried without a sound, making him very hurt.


Instead of answering Hana instead sobbed crying and occasionally hit her chest that felt very painful.


"What's wrong with you, baby?" Revan asked again holding both of his wife's shoulders. He was increasingly curious about the change of his wife who immediately cried.


Jihan who had eaten the red velvet cake immediately stopped the chew and kept the rest on the plate. Jihan now also brought herself closer to her Father and Mother.


Hana raised her head and looked at her husband with tears battering her face.


"Mom, mom..."


"Yes, Mom, why, baby?! Don't make me even more curious?!"


"I-mom died...."Hana was already sobbing for a moment after saying it.


Revan who heard the sad news was immediately weak.


"Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi rojiun." He said softly and immediately hugged his wife who was getting sobbing.


Jihan who understood the situation also cried because she had to lose her favorite grandmother.


The three of them hugged with grief that surrounded the news of the Queen Mother's departure for all eternity.


"I want us to go straight to Surabaya, mas. Now either. I don't want to be able to see Mom one last time."


"Yes, honey. We're going there now."


Revan, Jihan and Hana immediately went to the room to bring some clothes to Surabaya.


Before that, Revan contacted both of his parents to inform them of the passing of the Queen Mother. Both of his parents also grieved over the return of the Queen Mother who was very good, especially to their daughter-in-law. Both of Revan's parents said they would come to Surabaya but later they would follow because Revan was ready to leave.


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It didn't take long for them to arrive in Surabaya. When I arrived at the house of the Queen Mother, from the front of the house was installed a yellow flag.


Both of Hana's legs felt unable to concentrate her weight. His feet were shaking more and more in rhythm with his footsteps that were getting closer to the door of his mother's house.


He tried to wipe away his tears when he was at the door. Hana, Revan and Jihan slowly walked into the house that was already filled with the neighbors of the Queen Mother.


Hana sat next to the late Queen Mother who had been stretched out and had been dressed in a shroud.


Her tears flowed without excuse back to wet her face. She was no longer able to hold back her tears, hugging the body of the Queen Mother whom she had considered her own mother with deep sadness and regret.


"Mother, sorry, Hana, Mom." His words were accompanied by sobs.


"Hana was really sorry that she let you go home alone. Sorry, Hana, Mom."


"Had Hana not let Mom then, maybe Hana could still see Mom, still be able to take care of and take care of Mom."


It sounds so sad.


"If..." Revan who could not bear to see his wife's sobs also pulled his wife into the arms trying to strengthen her.


"Take Mother, baby. Let mommy go calm down. Our task now is to pray for him to be accepted by his side and laid out his grave. I'll just let it go, baby."


"But Hana can't be happy, Mom!" Her voice sobbed in her husband's arms.


"Mom's happy there, baby. You have been happy for Mother by giving her a grandchild and being a obedient child to Mother. Tell Mom, baby let me go quietly."


Everyone who saw him felt sorry. They feel sorry for the deceased because until the end of his life his son only came once and then went straight home. The rest of his life was alone without someone accompanying him.


After being finished in the sholatan in the nearest mosque, the deceased is now taken to his final resting place. Public burial place which is approximately 500 meters from the house of the deceased.


When the deceased wanted to be lowered into a burrow, suddenly from behind came Arlan with a disheveled appearance stopping those who wanted to lower his late mother to a burrow.


"Please, let me see you one last time." He pleaded with people. They gave a little time to Arlan.


His tears were afraid later about his mother's body. Arlan hugged his mother for the last time.


"I'm sorry, Arlan, Mom. Arlan's a disobedient boy. Arlan regrets having made Mom hurt by Arlan's treatment and stupidity all along." His whisper was in the ears of his late mother. Her tears came out again but she quickly wiped them off.


"Arlan regrets having left Mom alone." His words were full of regret. But his mother no longer responded to his words that made his heart even more sick. His remorse made him very sick and very sinful. Everything he had left him. This is what he reaped. Everything is useless now.


"Sir, don't let her mother be like that for too long. The deceased must be buried immediately." Said Mr. Rt who was currently standing beside him.


Arlan immediately got up and nodded his head.


"Good, sir. Let me prosecute Mom's body." Ask for the last time.


"Please, deck." Reply Mr. Rt who saw deep sadness on Arlan's face.


When the Queen Mother's body was on the ground, Arlan went down and began to accuse her late mother for the last time.


"Good way, Mother. Arlan hopes, I'll forgive you, Arlan." Arlan said in his heart before he finally rose to the top.


Slowly the ground had wrapped and no longer showed the figure of his mother. The ground has been given a headstone and a sprinkling of flowers.


Arlan's tears have been spilled. Regret filled his body. Stifle his mind. He is now sobbing in his mother's belly button.


Everyone slowly disappeared and left behind Arlan, Revan, Hana, Jihan and Hana's two in-laws. Arlan sobbed there, his cries sounding very bitter. He squeezed his mother's navel with a sense of regret in his heart.


Revan patted Arlan's shoulder trying to strengthen him. Although Revan hates Arlan very much, but he is also sorry to see his sadness in living by his mother.


"Patiently. Pray for the best for Mom. After death everything is cut off except 3 things. Treasures, knowledge and prayers of children sholeh. Pray for the best for me."


"Then, we go home first, Arlan." For the first time Revan mentioned the name Arlan who had not wanted to be mentioned. After that they all went home.


When they all walked out, in the middle of the journey they passed by Mr. Wiratama and his wife.


"Sir Wiratama! Where are you going?" Revan asked curiously to see the appearance of his business partner and his wife was wearing all black clothes.


"I'm going to the grave of the late Queen Mother!"


Revan and Hana frowned hearing Wiratama's words. What is the relationship between Wiratama and Suri?! Why he doesn't know.


"May we meet later. There's something we want to talk to you about." Wiratama said to Revan and Hana.


"Okay, sir, we'll be waiting for you. "


"No need to wait for us. Go home first to the house of the late Queen Mother. We'll see you there."


Revan and Hana again frowned. Where did Mr. Wiratama know the deceased. To the extent that their house knows.


"Alright, sir, ma'am. We'll wait for you there. Then we'll excuse you."


After Revan, Hana and the others returned to the funeral home, Mr. Wiratama and his wife went to the deceased's center.


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