Before 365 Days
45. Over 365 Days

Marsel and Pak Kyai were waiting for Kang Ridwan's entourage with anxious expectation.

"Drink first, Mr. Kyai," Marsel said, offering mineral water.

"Yes, thank you, Miss Marsel," replied Mr. Kyai as he received the bottle.

"May they survive until the destination, there are no obstacles in the way" muttered Marsel.

"Good thing, Miss Marsel, they're all gonna be okay,"

Kang Ridwan's entourage arrived at the edge of the Swamp. They then got off the boat. The rose still fainted, and was guarded by Saras. While the others took part in royong to lower the motorbike and carry Mira's body.

After everything went down, they took royong back to lift the boat into the truck.

They took great pains to raise the boat. Especially with the energy drained. The activity they did, did not feel it took two days. They even forget to eat.

They only bring drinking water, as much as they drink water.

After a long time, finally the boat can be raised all, along with the motorcycle Rose and Mira. While the bodies of Mira, Aziz and Dimas were taken to sit in the back with the boat.

Kang Ridwan said, hopefully their journey is given smooth, and soon to arrive.

The fog began to cover their journey. The Serpent Queen reappeared, and accompanied their journey. But this time, the truck can go fast.

After a few minutes, the truck emerged from the bushes of the road that had been slashed by Kang Ridwan with his entourage.

Marsel and Mr. Kyai thanked him because the truck that awaited had arrived before their eyes.

Trucks lined up atret, and lined up neatly.

"Alhamdulillah, yes Alloh, they arrived safely" said Marsel was happy.

Ruman and Saras got down with the help of Marsel, to get into the car. Marsel saw the Roses in a weak and apprehensive condition. Not feeling his tears dripping saw his future wife drooping helplessly. His body grew thin, and pale.

All of a sudden, the bushes they slashed down, closed back up as before. They were all stunned, when they wanted to return to Mr. Ruman's house, because they saw this.

"All you see is right, the inhabitants of the swamp, have closed the way back, because our task is done" said Kang Ridwan.

They all nodded, then, got into the car and were ready to leave for Ruman's house.

Previously, with the rest of the batrey in his possession, Ruman called Bi Minah to prepare a lot of food at home, and contacted the doctor, to check the Rose.

They arrived home at three in the morning. After cleaning the body, and enough isitrahat while eating the food served by the host.

Wulan took a hape from inside her bag, "Alhamdulillah, the batrey is still there," Wulan's inner self.

"Sir, did you see the rose in the room? He was again examined" Adam told Wulan.

"No, Mas. I want to call Umi Fatma, tell her about her son,"

"Well, I'll stay here, yeah!" adam sat down next to Wulan.

Several times Wulan called Umi Fatma number, but still failed.

Suddenly Mr. Kyai appears from the inside, and joins Wulan and Adam.

"Why, Wulan boy? The number can't be reached?" ask Mr. Kyai.

Adam and Wulan looked at Mr. Kyai, who then sat down next to Adam.

"Sir Kyai, why not take a break inside?" ask Wulan.

"I've had enough rest, so, you know that girl's body?" ask Mr. Kyai.

"I knew her parents, Kyai, a few months ago, we met. Umi tells that her son named Mira also never visited the house. It happened just like the rose. At that time, he said it was gone for nine months. I did not expect, it turns out his son is in the same place as the Rose," said Wulan sadly.

"Yes, because it's been over 365 days in this world, son! But he's still lucky, his body still back here. The struggle must be heavy there, seeing the conditions that look apprehensive," replied Pak Kyai.

"Thank you, doctor, thank you for coming to my house at this early hour" said Ruman from the doctor.

Mr. Kyai and the others, then got up from their seats, and smilingly looked at the doctor.

"Yes, sir! Excuse me first yes, everyone, assalamu'alaikum," said the doctor then walked to his car.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, wr wb," replied in unison.

"Alhamdulillah, let's take ablution and congregational prayer first" said Mr. Kyai accompanied by a smile.

"Yes, Kyai" replied Adam.

Those who are resting, wake up and take ablution to pray together in the living room.

Roses in his own room, he still fainted, while Mira's body was placed in the living room. Closed with fabric and mat.

***

Umi Fatma and Ilham have finished performing congregational prayers. They smile at each other.

"Now, Abi has also been sincere with the departure of Mira, Umi," said Ilham accompanied by a smile.

"Yes, Bi, Kasian Mira, if we keep hoping. Afraid that his already not strong soul, even forced us to hold on to it,"

Abi Ilham listened to his wife.

"I'm sorry Abi, well, because all this time, Abi was selfish, unwilling to listen to Umi's words,"

"It's okay, Bi. Umi knows how Abi feels. Yes already, Umi wants to cook first well," replied Umi Fatma accompanied by a smile.

Umi Fatma then folded her face and prepared to cook in the kitchen. His intention was to undo it after hearing his hape ringing. Coincidentally, he had it cased in the kitchen.

He saw the name on his phone screen.

"Son Wulan," muttered Umi Fatma accompanied by a smile.

"Assalamu'alaikum" replied Umi Fatma kalem.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Alhamdulillah, Umi picked up Wulan's phone as well" Wulan replied with a feeling of pleasure from across the street.

"Yes, sorry. How's it going, Wulan boy?"

"Thank God be healthy, Umi. Umi, can Umi come to the address that Wulan will give later?"

"What's up, Wulan boy? Koq sounds very important," asked Umi Fatma a little worried.

"Yes, Umi, it's very important! Umi and Abi, you better have breakfast first, after that, come to the address I give later, Umi can right?"

"Insya Alloh, Nak Wulan. What's wrong? What, Nak Wulan can't tell me over the phone?" tanya Umi Fatma looked curious.

"No, Umi! Umi has to come here, with Umi's husband. Wulan wait yes, Umi, assalamu'alaikum," Wulan then disconnected his phone.

"Wa–wa'alaikumsalam," Umi Fatma glanced at her hape once more, and placed it back on the table.

"What exactly is it, why is Nak Wulan so nervous!"

Clunting!

A message came in, appeared on the Umi Fatma's phone screen.

Fatma then opened the message and read it immediately.

"Kus Road ... Number ... This is not the address of Nak Wulan, but it seems, I have been through this road," muttered Umi Fatma.

"What's up, Mi?" tanya Ilham who suddenly appeared from behind.

"Loh, koq hasn't cooked yet! He said he wanted to cook" asked Ilham in surprise.

"Yes, Bi, Wulan called earlier, telling us to come to the address he gave us,"

"Wulan who is it?"

"People who have, Umi told me first, Bi! Abi forgot it. The pokonya, after breakfast, we're heading straight here" Umi Fatma pointed out the address given by Wulan, to Ilham.

"Oh, there! Yeah, Abi knows the place. What's the matter? Why do we have to go there?"

"Umi doesn't know, Bi, obviously, Nak Wulan would love for us to come there. From his tone of speech, it sounded very important. There is nothing wrong if we come, after all, Umi, has agreed to Wulan's request," explained Umi Fatma.

"Well, if so, you cook first, after breakfast, we go there immediately," said Ilham then left his wife in the kitchen.

Umi Fatma nodded, with an uneasy feeling, she started cooking.