CUTS
Where's the tombstone???

The journey to the village finally arrived. Faris took them with Pak Cek Amir who already looked different. Her hair had started to gray with her stomach starting to bulge. Cut smiled and kissed the hand of the man who was his first marriage guardian. Mr. Cek Amir to the point of disbelief stared in amazement at the two young men who had grown up in front of him.

“This is your grandfather, sister of his father Mama.” Cut introduced his two sons to Pak Cek Amir. Brand kissed hands then quickly Pak Cek Amir hugged the two young men full day.

“Healthy, Mr Cheque?” asked Rendra while hugging her at a glance.

“Aalhamdulillah's. You look old too!” seloroh Pak Cek Amir's.

“This is introducing, Om Faris. Boys of Grandpa Amir.”

They shook hands in turn with Faris. Back home became the right plan for his two sons. They are like getting millions of love and glory when they set foot on the earth in the portico of Mecca for the first time.

“Check, Cut apologized for not being able to go home when Faris and Intan got married.” Cut said on their way home.

“Already, we all understand.”

They told me a lot on the way home. Cut asked this and that as well as a better view of Banda city than before. Many new buildings stand strong even the streets have returned smooth and the residential area is getting denser.

“We go home Mr. Cheque yes, you stay there. If you go to Mae's house, you'll have a hard time resting. Child Mae much and fussy.” Said Mr. Cheque.

“The wife too, Brother Cut.” Faris who was driving along.

“How many children has Mae, Pak Cek?” ask Cut.

“Five. Nearby. The land where Mae built the house the letter is still on your behalf. The house is yours too, just because you said let Mae stay. Mr. Cheque didn't bother. But Mr. Cek has talked with Mae to immediately buy land so that she can build her own house. The shophouse is also still your right because Abu used to only give the right to use not property rights. This return of yours should be a place for you to talk more clearly with Mae. Mr. Cheque doesn't mean anything, it's just that everything has to be clear. You have a child and he has a child. Abumu also does not take Mae as a child but invites her to help Abu in the shophouse. Do not let Mae's wife and children think that the land, house and shophouse are theirs. Your children are more entitled and if Rendra is still there, he is also entitled to the inheritance.”

“Papa alive, Kek.” Celtuk Anugrah that made Pak Cek Amir laugh.

“That was the magic mosque at the time of the tsunami huh?” tanya Anugrah looked through the car glass. He was amazed to see the grandeur of the mosque. After hearing the story from his mother, Anugrah secretly searched about the incident on youtube. From there he saw how God's power saved the mosque from the tsunami waves.

“Later you can pray congregation there. Grandpa's house is close to the mosque just walk about two minutes.” Said the mother. The faces of Anugrah and Iskandar. He had heard many stories about the splendor and magic of the Biturrahman mosque from his college friends who came from Aceh.

“Later we can also go to the same floating ship meseum tsunami, Dek.” A slightly confused Faris called out to them. Finally, they reached Mak Cek Siti's house and were immediately greeted by Mak Cek Siti with a smile on her face. Beside Mak Cek already stood a woman dressed in a robe and two young boys and girls.

The neighbors came along as soon as they heard Cut coming home after a long time wandering. “Mama famous too huh?” whispered Anugrah to her brother. He was amazed to see how many people gathered staring with smiles at those who just got out of the car.

“Assalamualaikum,”

“Walaikumsalam,” answer everyone who has gathered.

“Wah, Cut you different times now. More beautiful to be hit by Java well water huh?”

“That's your kids Cut? The bulls? Do you have a candidate yet? Mother's child is not married this.”

“Cut, take home what souvenirs from Java?”

Questions were asked by neighbors for Cut. They were very happy to see Cut back after so long leaving the land of birth. Anugrah and Iskandar had to be willing when the naughty hands of the neighboring grandmothers pinched their squeezed cheeks until their white skin became reddish.

“If charged under what circumstances, Pa?” asked Anugrah to the father who seemed to hold back laughter seeing the annoyance to their two sons.

“Kak, after this sure want to go home again?” Iskandar did not respond. He himself did not expect that the people would welcome their return so excitedly.

Farris's wife came with a tray of warm drinks for us in the living room. Faris's children turned out to be quite close to her grandfather. After Mr. Cek Amir sat down, the two children immediately crawled up the thigh of the grandfather.

“Mak Healthy check?” tanya Cut looks at Mak Cek Siti who looks skinny from the end of Cut look.

“Mak Checks for diabetes, Cut. So yes this is the condition. Cannot eat the same indiscriminately injecting insulin.” Mak Cek Siti.

“Faris, his wife and children are enlivening the house at this time. Intan has moved to Turkey with her husband. This big house if we both live in what will it be, Cut? You will feel the same as we feel now. Moreover, your children are independent and live far away from you. Surely you will be lonely so we ask Faris to stay here. If we are dead, this house belongs to him. Intan, where to come back here to leave her husband. Moreover, he also already has a house there.” explained Mak Cek Siti at length. His eyes continued to stare at Iskandar.

“The baby we used to care for is already dashing into youth huh? Your grandma and grandpa would have been happy to know you were home. If Faisal were still around, he would also be happy to see his son grow up as dashing and handsome as him.” Said Mak Cek Siti teary-eyed.

“We're so sorry, Ren. Sorry for not being able to visit your place.” Said Pak Cek Siti to Rendra.

“Thank you, Mr. Cheque. We all understand. Pray that the late Mama will have a place at his side.”

“Amin.”

“Let's eat first! Grandma's been cooking a lot of your mother's favorite foods but Grandma doesn't know what you like?” mak Cek Siti said to his two great grandchildren.

“They are all-eaters, Mak Cek.” Rendra Sahut.

Mak Cek spoils Cut family with a variety of typical dishes that have rarely Cut eat in Java there. Starting from tamarind keueng, wave until payeh. They eat voraciously, none of them are able to refuse the pleasure of the typical Acehnese food.

“So remember the first duty, Papa often eat this food.” Said Rendra after twice adding rice.

“I can apply to move here only, no?” ask Anugrah. It seems that both father and son both fall in love with the food typical of the area of the woman they love the most.

After eating, the sound of the azan from the Baiturrahma mosque reverberated. As everyone wishes, they immediately headed to the mosque to perform congregational prayers after first setting foot in Aceh.

“Yes Allah, this servant of man knows the least. I am never grateful for all the blessings you have given me. Now, the servant is again sad, disappointed because the love of the servant is not fulfilled. O Allah, please change the stance of Tiara so that he will follow the faith of the servant. O Allah, I cannot love another girl, I only love Tiara. Servants only want Tiara, O Allah.” Anugrah offered prayers solemnly in his heart. He poured out all his heartbreak in front of the Khalik.

“Yes Allah O rabbi, forgive the sins of the father of the servant. Find us if he is alive. O Allah, only to you I beg. Forgive the sins of the servant, the mother and the two fathers of the servant. Find a servant sister with the best soul mate you have chosen for her. Do not let his heart dissolve in sorrow for love. Give his happiness to us, O Allah.” Iskandar also prayed for his sister to soon find her happiness.

“Alhamdulillah, thank God for allowing you to return to the land of your birth along with your husband and children. O Allah, forgive the sins of the parents of the servants, the sins of the mother-in-law of the servants and the sins of the father of the sons of the servants. Thank you for uniting the servant to the best man you chose. O Allah, meet the two sons of the servant with their respective souls. The best match you choose. Provide health and safety to us and our family.” Cut got late in his prayer.

“Thank you God, protect our family and our children wherever they work. Give health to us so that we can see our grandchildren later, O Allah.” Rendra also prayed after their prayers were over. After performing the prayer of the congregation, they had to do the photos together for half an hour. After that they again traveled guided by Faris to mass graves in coastal areas of the sea.

“Assalamualaikum ya ahlil grave,” said Cut and Rendra simultaneously once they get there. Anugrah and Iskandar noticed the empty land that had been overgrown with grass.

“This is no tombstone?” celtuk Anugrah like forgetting the great disaster.

Farris smiled small, “At that time the shroud just wasn't there, Dek. Moreover tombstone.” Anugrah scratched his nape that was not itchy. “Is who lead prayers yes! Surely grandfather and grandmother will be very happy when they know their grandchildren have become ustad who understand religion well.”

“So grandparents don't like me because I'm a soldier?” celutuk Anugrah felt jealous of her brother.

“If they don't like, you won't be born.” Cibir Rendra.”

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Up at 11.13. we see the clock brpa escaped...