Call Me Rain
Meet Mother

After resting for a few hours, they finally went back to the tomb of Alm.Mother and also Dwi.

At first only Dad and Alula will leave, but Marsha insists on joining, as well as Mirza.and finally everyone accompanied Dad and Alula to go to the cemetery.

Alula who knows where her burial place is now sits in the second seat with Mulan and Marsha. Mirza, Martin and Marko were sitting at the back of the seat, while Dad was sitting in front with the driver.A little strange indeed, the father who usually sat behind the wheel, was now sitting next to the driver.

"This is the right way, right deck?" asked Mirza when passing through the slightly rocky road, they have now far left Villa.

Alula nodded "in my mind the way to the house that used to be here" he said hesitantly, because during his stay there Alula rarely went out of the house.just go to school, he said hesitantly, it did not escape the supervision of Uncle Leon's men.

"It's right this way, turn right Pa." cried Alula when they were at the intersection of the road.

"If the one to the left was the road to the house. errat, not the house but the hell of the world" he said with great emphasis.

"That's my old school." he pointed it at the school building painted light green.The towering gate indicates that the school is not an ordinary school.

"Dad is grateful, you stay in school in a good place, son." said Father when he saw Alula who enthusiastically showed the places that witnessed his suffering.

After passing through the school building and residential residents, they now arrived in front of the TPU gate.

"You wanna wait here, do you wanna come inside?" ask Dad to the others.

"I'm coming, '" Marsha got out of the car.

"Me too" Mulan follows Marsha.

"We are also coming" said Mirza, who was followed by Marko and Martin who got out of the car.

The expanse of hundreds of mounds of land overgrown with green grass filled their view. Name carvings on colorful tombstones decorate one side of the mound. as a differentiator, as a distinction, also a sign that the mound has its owner.

In this place, the sorrow of loss will be shed. because everyone completely gives up the body of his loved ones buried in eternity.they will never return.

"Gue loved the horror of coming to such a place." whispered Martin to Marko who was walking beside him.

"Gue is more horrified to come to the wedding event. let alone the right questions thrown." said Marko in a tone no less whispering.

"When?"

"When?" guess Martin and Mirza together.

"More horror, right?" marko asked with a frowning forehead. Martin and Marko seem to hold back their laughter.There's no way they're laughing in a place like this, right?

"Well, if there's a ginian place there's a 'when' I hit a nutmeg, let him who followed first." a net landed on his forehead. Martin did.

"Emang somplak Lu." said Martin then walked faster ahead of Marko.

Alula who joined with Father walked through the row of mounds of land, there was a sudden pain that pierced his heart.he recalled how he had brought Mother to this place. he followed the steps of the bearers with empty hearts.no soothing strokes from the nearest person, no hands embracing his body that felt hit.only himself, he said, and a very deep feeling of loss.

After walking far enough past a row of mounds overgrown with green grass, Now they have come to two mounds of land that are side by side. where in the tombstone is written the name of Indira Pratiwi and in another headstone is written the name of Dwi Rania Sofyan and the date of birth and date of death of both owners of the mound.

Dad pegged in his place, he looked at the guts of the two names he knew so well. Father turned to Alula with eyes that were starting to heat up, who was ready to launch the clear liquid he had fertilized. Alula nodded, looking at the look in dad's eyes as if asking 'really?'

Father sat on his knees between the two headstones in the mound of the ground.no words were spoken, only the sound of sobs was heard. Alula sat down beside Father, while the others sat around the two mounds.

I rubbed the two gravestones together.

"I'm sorry Dad," Ooze the father in a raucous and almost inaudible voice.Even an apology will not be enough to eliminate the guilt of the father.

Silent..

No one opened their voices, they dissolved into a bitter atmosphere, allowing Father and Alula to shed their longings, until finally a raucous sound mixed with sobs came out of Alula's mouth.

"I'm sorry Lula Bu" he said amid the sobbing.

Alula swallowed her saliva which suddenly felt bitter in the esophagus.

"Lula just came after a long time mother left.Today Lula came with Dad, and Lula's friends." Alula looked one by one at the people sitting there and then looked back down at the tombstone in front of her.

"Mother rest is quiet well, now Lula is surrounded by people who love Lula. Lula's happy mom." Alula smiled, trying to harden her fragile heart.

He now rubbed a tombstone bearing the name Dwi.

"The.." He nodded with a stifled voice.

"Look, I managed to find you." Alula wiped her tears every once in a while.

"Now, I'm better than you, Dwi. I'm happy, now I can make you proud of me." Alula smiled triumphantly.

"You're happy too, aren't you there? I leave Mom with you, and I take care of you here." I don't know why I'm sobbing at the words of Alula. In fact, Marsha and Mulanpun cry at the words of the Alula.

Alula's words managed to realize the father, that they are now in a different world. He has lost two people he loves. Father hugged Alula's shoulders tightly, as if giving each other strength.

"Dira.." After a long time father was silent in the sobbing, he finally opened his voice.

"I don't know what to say to you. I'm honestly ashamed to meet you, even though our world is different. I don't have the courage to meet you. Maybe I've sinned too much on you. I'm sorry Dira, I'm sorry." Dad was down, while tears just kept coming out of his old eye sockets.

"Dwi my daughter.Pardon me, because I'm not there when you need me. I'm not there when you feel pain, I'm sorry son. I'm sorry that I wasn't there the last time you left this world, I'm sorry."

Alula hugged the body of the father who was getting down. did not want the father to drag on in his pain.

"It's dad, you're never wrong." Alula rubbed Dad's back which seemed to go up and down indicating that the father's cry had not subsided.

"Mir, Lu doesn't feel it, if now we're seeing people." whispered Martin to Mirza who was sitting next to him.

Mirza's forehead frowned "I mean?"

"No..." Martin gestured with a glance of his eyes, he pointed at the large banyan tree that grew not far from where they were sitting.

Mirza followed Martin's gaze.Seeing, a person dressed in all black with a hat on his head was standing and looking straight at them, the person immediately lowered his head then passed away from where he stood.

"Sorry Pa." cut Mirza in the middle of the haru atmosphere that still envelops them.

"Do we have to pray quickly and go straight home, the day is getting late." actually he felt bad for cutting the full atmosphere of the day, it was, but he also did not want anything to happen to them, so Mirza had to immediately take them home.

"Yes, let's read do'a first." Dad leads the do'a

"Allahumaghfirlahu war hamhu wa 'aafihii wa'fu anhu....."

After the recitation of the do'a was over, they left the cemetery. Mirza who walked behind Alula occasionally rubbed her head.Exciting also convinced Alula that she was not alone. Alula looked over and smiled at him.

while Martin and Marko who saw the interaction of the two just looked at each other, then raised their shoulders.

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Happy readdding's.. 😊

Today author again soleh, up his twice.. 😁😁