DUREN ANTIG VS WIDOW ANTIG
WIDOW ANTIG 1
Risma hugged her three children who were still crying over the departure of the father. After the mission, not Erik who came, but a chest containing the body of the husband. Erik Alfan Permana's. An officer who was killed in his duty. In accordance with the teachings of the Prophet Muhammad while caring for the bodies of friends who died in war, as well as Erik. The blood in his body and the clothes he was wearing, will bear witness that Erik died carrying the name of religion and state. Hubbul wathoni minal iman. What Erik does is a manifestation of the love of the homeland and it is part of the faith.
“Bund, we puyang” invite Rama, the youngest who is only three years old.
“We wait a minute baby. Mr. Ustadz said, if there are still children and wives in the tomb, the angel will ask slowly. Mother wants to accompany father through the question of the angel. Can ya?” risma said gently and gently rubbed her son's hair. Rama nodded and his two twin sisters just cried with a hug.
Risma wept in silence and prevented her tears from falling because she did not want to add to her natural burden of barzah.
“Don't let her tears drip yes dear” said Risma to her twins. Rama did not know about death. But the memory of the father in the chest could not be lost.
“Mother, dad must be happy there?” asked Rendi, the elder with a whim.
“God's Insya. Father died in martyrdom. The guarantee is heaven. Moreover, having three children who pray and pray, God willing his grave became light because do’a we all” even though in a state of grief, Risma still gives understanding that can be accepted by her children.
“Bund, Yama want to accompany dad. Kacihan daddy cendili in cana” said Rama made Risma unable to stem her tears again.
“Rama accompany dad with do’a yes son. Prayer Rama, Brother and Brother also do; mother insya Allah will be a friend for father”
“Then, Yama would do’ain dad every hali bial do’a Yama accompany dad in cana”
Risma grabbed her three children in her arms. Heavy, that's how he feels.
“Now we can go home. God willing, I have gone through all the angel questions and can answer them. Can't cry for dad anymore. We must be sincere and always pray for father. Oke”
“OK bunda” answer the three with lethargy.
Although Risma asked her children not to cry anymore, but instead Risma herself who has not been able to stop her crying. Ten years together in a household hick, not to mention when they were in a relationship before finally deciding to get married is certainly not easy. Memories after memories ring in every corner of the house. Tightness of her chest when remembering togetherness with her husband.
“I've been sincere with your departure, but these memories, this heart, will always miss you. Ilove you. If I get married again, that doesn't mean I'm forgetting you. You remain in my heart. Stay in the deepest place. I might accept someone someday. But that person should be able to stand with you in my heart. Not intend to replace or shift it from my heart” said Risma while rubbing a photo of Erik wearing his great uniform. Right now, he was still faithfully in his memory room.
“Bunda” call Riana peeking out from behind the door. Only his head is visible.
“Honey, come in” Risma command with hoarse voice.
“Mother is still crying over dad? Riana kangen with dad. Riana wants daddy” to whine that seven-year-old boy. Her crying made Risma do not know how to. Right now his heart was completely muddled.
“Ris” call a man from the door.
“Kak, comein”
“You okay?” ask Wiliam. Yes, that man is William.
“I try to be okay” replied Risma hoarsely while hugging Riana. That's all Risma can do. Honestly the usual soothing words coming out of Risma's mouth evaporated out of nowhere. What he wanted to say was not in line with his heart. That made it hard to say two broken words
it can calm Riana down.
“What is your next plan?” ask Wiliam.
“I want to go from here. At least wait until forty days Mas Erik” replied Risma lethargic.
“Kids?”
“Sure they are coming. I'll take care of the move for the twins. Brother Wil can help?”
“I can take care of all that for you. In less than a week, you'll tell me. I'll come to take care of it for you”
“No need like that kak”
“No rejection Ris. I'll arrange everything for you. You are the sister of my best friend. Moreover, Ria has entrusted it to me until later there will be a replacement for Erik”
“Do not discuss it first kak” firmly Risma.
“Hem”
“After seven days of the deceased, brother will return to the city. Will be here later on forty days. You took care of your departure. What about this house?”
Riana was already sleeping in Risma's arms. Maybe the little girl was tired of crying over her father.
“I want to stay like this. Let the children decide to open this house. I don't want to sell it”
“Good. I'll hire someone to clean the house at least once a week. If you miss wanting nostalgia, you can come at any time”
“Thanks brother. Without Wil, I don't know what I would be. Mas Erik must have calmed down there because there was Brother Wiliam by our side. We love Brother Wil”
“Kakak also love you guys. You are a sister family after a real family. Moreover, Erik has taught me a lot of martial arts”
“Sad may be, but don't drag on. Your three children need your attention. If you are not excited yourself, how will you encourage your children?” added Wiliam trying to give an injection of spirit to Risma, jaru antig. Widow's a new kid of three.
“Kakak's right. I must be spirit, must not be weak” Risma's determination. William smiled. Risma is a strong woman and not easy to baper. It was easy for Risma to quickly rise from the slump. Wiliam knows the character of his best friend and sister. Stubborn and difficult to forget the mistakes of those around him even though the mouth has forgiven. The principle is to forgive does not mean to forget. Forgiveness does not mean wanting to come back even more hurt. So, if it comes to Risma, don't expect to get the chance more than once. He is not so patient as to allow himself especially his children in the pit of misery or suffering for a long time. With every effort, Risma will make herself and her children out of the red zone version of Risma.
“Abi Ani, one of the servants in the mansion, I brought here to accompany you as long as I return to the city. Will go with us later after forty days Erik is done. You don't mind?” ask William carefully.
“No brother. Thank you for thinking everything out for us” Risma put Riana in bed and she came out with Wiliam. The neighbors are already noisily in the kitchen discussing what to cook for tonight. Do’a for the first day of the deceased's departure.
“Well, mbak Risma, what will we present tonight?” ask one of his neighbors.
“Emm, what is bu?” ask Risma again. It is common knowledge that Risma is very good at business
kitchens.
“There is tempe, know too but more tempeh. There continue to be eggs, coconuts, noodles, coffee sugar, teh” replied the mother who received condolences from neighbors and surrounding people.
“Then, we cook simple yes ma'am. We cook tofu lodeh and tempeh plus eggs. The eggs are boiled first, then peeled and fried. Dissolved for coconut milk. Can it be bu?” asked Risma and was taken by the mothers.
“Alright. mothers arrange themselves huh? I want to see Randi and Rama first. From earlier have not seen it” said Risma. Let the kitchen be the mother's business. What matters is that all materials are in place.
“Bu, is the money there for kitchen seasoning purposes that do not yet exist?” ask Risma before she steps away.
“The money from the float is still enough son Risma. Later if less we will find Risma” son replied bu RT representing other mothers.
“Thanks mom. Sorry to bother all the mothers. I permisi”
“Sama-sama”
Risma actually left the kitchen after breaking up the commotion the mothers had made. Risma opens her son Randi and Rama's room. They both slept as well. It was seen that both of them had cried before going to bed. With love, Risma stroked the two and then kissed each other's forehead.
Such is life, not knowing what will happen in the future. Man is only able to carry out the scenario that has been determined by God. Prepare mentally and heart if the decision or destiny of God does not match what we want.
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