Dimas Waiting
Plane Crash
Suddenly the house phone rang, breaking the daydream of Nek Sani enjoying a cup of coffee and a plate of fried bananas were warm.
Immediately Grandma Sani picked up the phone.
"Hallo, who is this?" nek Sani said.
Suddenly Grandma Sani sat down and cried hysterically.
Spontaneous mbak Sri who was cleaning groceries, because she just came home from the market was surprised.
Half-run, Sri approached the crying nek Sani.
Reza and Dimas, who were playing volleyball in the backyard, were surprised to hear her grandmother crying hysterically.
They immediately ran to find Nek Sani.
"What's the matter, Grandma?" mbak Sri said while holding the shoulder of Nek Sani.
"What's the matter, Grandma?" the words Reza and Dimas together.
With sobbing and broken, Nek Sani spoke while crying.
"Your father's mother.... "
"What ???" said Reza, Dimas and mbak Sri simultaneously.
Reza was sitting limp, his face was pale and his mouth could only kamit while saying, "Innalillahi wainnailaihi rojiun."
Her tears flowed from both sides of her cheeks.
So also with mbak Sri and his son Dimas.
They all cried hysterically.
It was not long before the neighbors arrived because they heard their cries.
"What's this?" Said one of the neighbors who came.
With a sniffle mbak Sri replied, "old man Reza had a plane crash just now sir."
"Innalillahi wainnailaihi rojiun" said the neighbor.
Ms. Neng and the other neighbors were crying.
"Of course Mr. Rusdi and Mr. Bu Kinanti went where" said one of the neighbors who came.
"Friday last night they went to Jakarta to attend the wedding reception of the daughter of Mr. Rusdi's sister, Mr. Anton.
"So the morning after dawn, they left home" said mbak Sri explained.
"Look now we get everything done" said Mr. Usman who is a close neighbor of Nek Sani.
"Yok." replied Mr. Budi.
All the neighbors who came immediately cleaned the house and yard.
Some spread ambal and mat.
Some rent teratak and chairs for guests who come.
Everyone participates and cares about the Nek Sani family.
Nek Sani and Reza's parents were among the most prominent people in the village.
In addition to being friendly, they are also known to be kind and caring for their neighbors.
They often provide assistance to neighbors who are in distress.
After everything was finished, Mr. Budi and several other neighbors went to find out about the whereabouts of the passengers who had experienced the plane crash.
"Look Za.. We are leaving now" said Mr. Budi.
"Dimas is coming, sir" said Dimas.
"Well if you want to come along" said Budi answered Dimas's question.
While the condition of Sani's elderly grandmother, it is not possible to go along.
"Mbak Sri keep nek Sani aja yes" said Pak Budi.
"Yes sir, I'm at home" said Sri.
Since the news of the mourning was announced in the mosque, mourners have been coming back and forth.
Close relatives and relatives are all on the come, so the house of Nek Sani is full of visitors who serve.
Towards magrib Pak Budi and the group went home, but the body had not come home because it still had to be autopsied at the hospital.
"Maybe the body will be delivered later tonight" said Mr. Budi explained to Nek Sani and mbak Sri.
Magrib tahlillan.
In the village it is accustomed if there are people who died then held a joint prayer event for three days in a row.
Prayer is called tahlillan.
Returning from the mosque, the fathers went straight to the funeral home to perform tahlillan.
Mr. Budi and Mr. Usman greet mourners who come for tahlillan.
The two of them were already like close relatives of the Reza family.
They are the ones who take care of everything. Starting the affairs of the corpse, until the affairs of sewe rent teratak and chairs.
Fortunately, there is Mr. Budi and Mr. Usman who deftly take care of it.
If there are none of them, who takes care of everything.
Reza and Dimas sit side by side during tahlillan.
Reza just kept quiet, no one said a word.
Only occasionally does his mouth commit kamit while reciting the holy verse of the Qur'an.
Finished tahlillan, Dimas distributed the mineral water in the box.
Mineral water was purchased by neighbors by collecting donations seikhlas liver.
In the village, if someone dies, all the neighbors participate in preparing food and drinks.
After the donation money is collected, it is spent to buy food and drinks.
Some bought miniral cup water, sugar, coffee and tea powder.
Usually in the middle of the night, guests and neighbors who are still in the funeral home are made hot sweet coffee and tea.
"This is the drink sir" Dimas told one of the mourners.
"Thank you." replied the father.
Deftly Dimas distributed drinks to other mourners who participated tahlillan.
After the talillan is finished, some go straight home, some are still there.
Usually the first to go home, midnight come again to accompany the family of grief.
Not even a few who go home in the morning.
"Om.
"Patience to Za" said Anton, taking off his arms.
Anton has just arrived from Jakarta.
"Om didn't expect it to happen this fast. This morning, I drove your mother's father to the airport. But there's no inkling of anything" said Anton.
"That's what age is called, speeding up or slowing down can't. Because it is the secret of God, we must sincerely accept it" said aunt Mira.
"Many patience, Za. We don't want to be ready to accept it. Behind all this there must be a silver lining. Most importantly now, always pray for our parents to be airy in nature" said aunt Mira in a sad tone.
"God will always pray for Reza's mother's father, aunt" Reza said, bringing Anton and Aunt Mira into the house.
Dimas also came in while carrying Anton's suitcase.
"Grandmother eat yes" said mbak Sri to Nek Sani.
"Later Sri, my grandmother was still full" said Nek Sani.
"Grandmother has not eaten loh since last afternoon" said mbak Sri again.
"Later grandma can be sick loh." said mbak Sri again.
Soon mbak Sri took Nek Sani to the kitchen, to be eaten.
After the rice is taken, mbak Sri makes hot sweet tea.
While eating, Sani's grandmother occasionally shed tears.
Seems sad in the face of Nek Sani.
Not a word came out of his mouth.
He chews on food, but his mind drifts somewhere.
"Kok not spent his rice nek" said mbak Sri.
"Grandmother is not hungry Sri" said Nek Sani.
"Yes, that's it" said mbak Sri while taking a plate from the hand of Nek Sani.
"Grandmother spent the hot sweet tea, so there is grandmother energy, so do not limp" said mbak Sri again.
After finishing eating, Sri brought Nek Sani to the living room again.
The mourners who came back alternately.
Some of Nek Sani's family has arrived.
There are those who spend the night at Nek Sani's house, some also come home that night.
Exactly at 23.00 wib, the body arrived at the funeral home with an ambulance.
As soon as the siren ambulance sounded, everyone came.
Both parents, until children, all want to see the bodies that come.
As soon as the corpse entered the house, all the mourners who happened to be women cried all over.
Hospital workers who carry the bodies until it is difficult to enter the funeral home, because mourners have been crowded.
Everyone wants to take a closer look.
Reza hugged and kissed his mother's body, then replaced his father's body.
Reza was sitting limp while looking at the faces of his parents who were stiffened in front of him.
I don't feel her tears flowing.
It felt like it was in a dream.
Never imagined before, if this incident will spill over him.
Nek Sani fainted when he saw the bodies of his son and daughter-in-law.
"Look up, pick up" said one of the mourners.
"Look we take it to the room" said mbak Sri.
Soon mbak Sri and the mourners there brought him to the room.
Ma'am Sri immediately looked for eucalyptus oil.
Then Nek Sani regained consciousness after eucalyptus oil was rubbed into his nose.
"This is Sri's warm tea" said one neighbor who gave warm tea to mbak Sri.
"Makasih bu Neng" said mbak Sri to bu Neng who is a close neighbor of Nek Sani.
"This is the warm tea nek." said mbak Sri while thrusting warm tea into the mouth of Nek Sani.
Then Nek Sani drank it with the help of mbak Sri holding a glass that has been filled with warm water.
"Sri kusukin ya nek" said mbak Sri while rubbing the body of Nek Sani.
"He, e. " said Nek Sani in a limp voice.
Sani rubbed the body of Nek Sani, then the legs, hands and finally the nek Sani fell asleep.
Since receiving the news this morning, Grandma Sani has tasted nothing. Not even lunch.
Though mbak Sri has been back and forth to invite food, but Nek Sani does not want because of his appetite.
From then on his work was just crying.
That's what makes Nek Sani limp.
Not only is the mind tired, but the body is also tired.
Especially with an age that is no longer young.
Making Nek Sani tired easily.
After Nek Sani fell asleep, mbak Sri returned to the living room sitting next to the corpse while reading the Quran to be given to the corpse.
After Reza finished reading the Quran, Sri mbak hunted Reza to eat.
"Za. Then get in the wind. From this afternoon you have not eaten" said Sri mbak to Reza.
"Yes no longer bothered" Reza told Sri.
"Mas, invite Reza to eat back there" said Sri mbak on Dimas his son
"Za. Let's eat. You'll get sick later" said Dimas, pulling Reza's hand.
After the two of them stood up, Dimas grabbed Reza's shoulders while carrying him to the kitchen.
Reza just followed.
"Eat ya Za" said Dimas, offering a plate of rice.
"Or I'll take a bribe" said Dimas, flirting.
Reza glanced at it with a smile.
It was a little child, who was always bribed to eat, Reza's mind was in the heart.
"It's the sweet tea sir" said Dimas, flirting.
Reza smiled as she stuffed spoon by spoon of rice into her mouth.
"Aren't you eating?" reza looked at Dimas.
"Ready tahlillan I ate. I didn't want to eat" Dimas told Reza.
"Oh." said Reza, remembering.
"I also have no appetite, but if not forced to get sick later, can catch a cold" said Dimas.
Reza did not feel the pleasure of the food he ate, because his mind drifted somewhere.
Though the side dish today goldfish diarsik.
It was usually Reza's favorite menu.
If Sri has cooked goldfish arsik, usually Reza eats up to two plates.
But today because his mind was sad again, his appetite was gone.
"Kok not spent his food sir" Dimas said as he joked.
"The sweet tea is spent yes sir" said Dimas as he picked up Reza's remaining plate of rice.
Reza just smiled without saying anything.
Until midnight, mourners still haven't returned.
Around 02.00 wib, then the mourners who are far away one by one return.
Stay close relatives and neighbors who have not returned home.
At 04.00 wib, the neighbors began to return home because it was near dawn.
The day turns around at 08.00 wib, teachers and Reza's school friends arrive.
Seeing the arrival of Reza's teacher and friends, Grandma Sani could not help but cry. And Reza too.
"Both patience with Reza. I'm sure, you're a strong boy, you can definitely accept this. This is all a message from God. Every living person must experience the name of death. Today it's your parents' turn, tomorrow it may be our turn. That's why we have to be ready. Pray and always pray for our parents. Because that can help both of our parents, one of them is the prayer of a sholeh child" said Ms. Irma as a religious teacher at Reza school.
"Makasi ya ma'am" Reza said in a raucous voice as she cried a lot.
His father's co-workers also came.
Moreover, the position of Reza's father has been deputy manager, of course his men are quite a lot.
Likewise with customers of chips in Kinanti, Reza's mother.
Almost all customers who every afternoon came to pick up the chips message, on arrival to serve.
The house and yard of Sani's nek house were crowded with mourners.
At exactly 09.00 wib, the body was sent to the mosque because there was nothing more to wait for.
All the families from Bu Kinanti and Mr. Rusdi have arrived.
Before the body is brought to the mosque to be sholated, the first departure event is held.
The first event was a speech from the community store, then a co-worker of Mr. Rusdi, a teacher from the Reza school, and lastly from the family represented by Mr. Anton.
Then the body was taken to the mosque to be sholated.
Nek Sani while being led by Sri went to the mosque.
Coincidentally the location of the mosque, two houses from Reza's house, so it's not too far for the road.
Aunt Mira and other Sani's nak kemanakan walk in the back.
While Reza and Dimas had walked in front while carrying the corpse lace.
"Assalamualakum warohmatullahi wabarokaatu" said the priest as he turned his head to the right.
"Assalamualakum warohmatullahi wabarokaatu" said the priest as he turned his head to the left.
After the greeting, then the prayer together.
After the funeral prayer is over, the lace is ready to be brought to the grave.
Reza carried his mother's lace.
While Dimas helped carry his father's lace.
After the corpse is carried, the,
"Alfaa.. teha" said Mr. Bayu as a resident in the village.
The manggul coffin immediately walked one step, then read the letter Al fateha.
Then the second, third step like that again read Surat Al fateha.
After three times reciting Al fateha, the corpse lace was immediately carried to the grave.
Coincidentally the distance of the cemetery with the mosque is close, so the kerenda is quite shouldered.
Not a few mourners who come to the cave.
All neighbors, relatives and relatives let go of Reza's parents with deep sadness.