Arisan (What's Next Name? )
Part 19 - Farewell
Sherlin will be buried this afternoon. I took him to his final resting place. While Tasya who is still in shock is guarded by his family and also the police.
Sherlin, today I'm taking you to your new home. I make sure my memories will never be forgotten. All of us here will always send prayers for you. Hopefully in the afterlife you can meet with Noni. Now you and Noni can reunite and let each other miss. I send greetings to our friend Noni. Tell him we all miss him. Pray for Tasya so he can get back to health.
I keep shedding my tears. This tightness in my chest really tormented me. I was so traumatized by all of this. I'm afraid Tasya can't hold on. I'm getting scared to face the truth.
The destiny is in God's hands. Our destiny was written before we were born. However, do we have to experience this cruel fate? Why do we have to witness this terrifying thing? I don't want any of this to happen again. I don't want this bad thing to happen again.
Sherlin was taken out of the stem brackets. His body was wrapped in a white shroud. Sobs are heard more and more when he will be inserted into the burrow.
It feels like my heart. Moreover, both of his parents are living apart from their daughters. Sherlin rarely goes home. He is busy with his work.
wreaths of mourning began to fill the front of the grounds of the public burial place. Various forms with the word bela sungkawa spoken for the family.
Grief was increasingly enveloping the Sherlin family at this time. Liang lahat will be closed soon after the body was echoed by Sherlin's father. Seen earlier when his father mumbled Adhan, he held back his crying.When he went upstairs then he cried until his face turned red.
The grief of the parents who lost their children today is repeated. I am afraid to travel and be alone. I feel like this is something unnatural. There is no way something like this could happen in a row.
Funeral's done. I decided today to go home. I happen to have my parents participate in this funeral procession. Because Sherlin is still the son of a close relative of my papa.
"Come, we're going home. You should rest. Don't be so tired."
Mama grabbed me and we walked towards the car. My parents and I went home. In the car I was still looking towards the mound of land that was to be the final resting place of my best friend Sherlin.
Happy road friend. We love the suffering we go through together. Our laughter will forever be etched into my heart. Your smile will always be remembered. Don't forget I'm a friend. One day we will meet again. I pray you there peace. I hope the path you take is always bright.I hope you are accepted by his side.
The car got further away and I looked back to the front.
"Dita, don't get too late in the grief. Everything has become God's decision. We can be sad, but not overdone. Just pray for your friends who are gone. It is the most beautiful gift for them."
My mother gave her advice to me. I can only nod weakly.