Grasping
Part 104 (Extra Part 2)

Cloudy clouds do not move from the city of Yogyakarta. The drizzle drops wet the earth with the same rhythm. Grey clouds make the heart more and more in a sad atmosphere.

Even with the tears of the family increasingly spilled when Niar's body was put to sleep in the front room. A white shroud covers the entire body, from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head. Ustadzah with how many people read surah yasin on the right and left side.

Yusha, the man sits limply beside the body of the most anticipated woman. However, as far as the long wait must end without a port. Like a short-lived beautiful dream with Niar, after which he could no longer hear or see the woman. I miss hurting my heart.

The man wearing a black skullcap with the characteristic hair gondrong was not ashamed to sob bitterly beside the corpse of Niar. Sometimes Yusha can not control himself to shout Niar's name.

Vivian and Mahendra are loyal to Yusha, win the soul of his son in order to control emotions.

Sakky was not seen in the room, apparently was busy calming Yuara who had asked her mother. Although Sakky has explained Niar's circumstances, the little boy still does not understand clearly about his mother's departure. He still cannot be trusted in his words. Yuara reluctantly moved from her mother's side last night, slept beside Niar's body and hugged him.

"Yua wants to sleep next to Mama. This is the last time Yua can hug Mama." So the request of Yuara last night that actually makes the heart of the family more bitter.

"Father Sakky, you want to see Mama" she asked in tears.

"Kalo Ara see Mama and cry, later Mama sad. Mama's not happy about going to heaven."

Yuara fell silent by observing Sakky's face, the man who had been accompanying and giving affection like her own biological father. The tiny lips were throbbing but had not yet uttered a word. Seems to be thinking.

"Yua will not cry. But Yua wants to see Mama's face before she goes to heaven."

"Mama's body has been purified and has been forgiven, Yua can not see the face of Beautiful Mama."

"You'll see the last one, Pa. Yua wants to give you a picture of Yua yesterday as requested by Mama." Two drops of clear crystals were again present on Yuara's cheeks.

Sakky could not bear to see that innocent face. He stepped into the house that remained full of mourners.

When Yuara came down from Sakky's sling, the little girl took out a paper with pictures of all her family members. Although it is unclear and may look abstract, but in spirit he takes the picture. Then Yuara's small foot stepped closer to the mother's corpse.

Very slowly Yuara dropped her body.

"Ma, this is the last image of Ara. Here there are Yuara, Papa Sakky, Papa Yusha, Grandma Jamu, Grandpa and Grandma Far and Oma also Opa. The image of Ara can make Mama go to heaven. Let your mother not be lonely in heaven. Papa Sakky said, God loves Mama, so Mama was invited to go to Heaven. There Mama's not sick and not crying anymore." Yuara put the paper on her lap. His two tiny hands took turns wiping away the tears that were about to fall. It was seen that Yuara was holding back the sound of crying.

After that, he took back the drawing paper. "Kalo Ara was not crying, Ara became a strong and great child. Ara not crying, Ma. Ara just sad not to be able to sleep with Mama, can not be horrified Mama read fairy tales. Who is the same if the night can not be broken? Ara must have missed Mama. Like Mama who always miss Papa Yusha."

Deg ...

Yusha's heart is like a spear of pointed iron when he heard the sentence Yuara — like Mama who always miss Papa Yusha— even her daughter knows if Niar always misses her.

Yusha's heart grew sad with thousands of regrets piled up. If only, the word would have tormented him when he thought 'if he had come early. If he knew Niar's feelings from the past' maybe time hasn't taught him the word too late. Maybe they are together now. Regret won't ambush with an incision in pain.

"Papa don't cry, Mama will be sad. Mama hasn't been to heaven, but Ara's missing again, Pa."

"If Yuara kangen, you can pray for Mama."

"Can Yua hug the Beautiful Mama?"

"Can. But don't cry, pity Mama if Yuara is crying."

Yuara nodded weakly. After that his small body collapsed on top of Niar's corpse. The tiny hand held as much as it could. Both tired little eyes began to close. Enjoying the last hug on the body of the mother. Without tears, without sadness. Because of how long the little girl was asleep on Niar's body.

Feel the comfort when holding the body of the mother. The last time comfort can be felt. After this. Yes, after how many minutes, he can no longer hold his mother's body.

It was not only Yusha who was slashed to see the sad scene before him. All family members, as well as neighbors who come to visit feel the same atmosphere. They could not bear to watch Yuara clutching her mother's lifeless body.

Mr. Ustad sought the consent of Yusha and the others to immediately bury the body, but seeing Yuara asleep made Yusha unbearable. He asked for a minute.

Finally the tense time of 30 minutes was over, however Niar's body was immediately buried. It has been since last night the body was put in the house, now is the time for Niar's body to be delivered to its final resting place.

Like his last message, Niar wants to be buried near the beach. Like during her life, the graceful and pious woman really likes to spend time on the beach to enjoy the twilight disappear. Even when he died at the same time as dusk disappeared. The power of Allah is ever-fulfilling of all prayers.

For Niar's last wish, Yusha asks permission first on the local village device. The man spent enough money to open a burial ground there.

Niar's body was lowered into the pit, at that time Yusha could not resist the grief. The man dropped his body on the ground. They also shed tears of sadness.

*Today I can't believe you actually left. But at the moment ....

Niar, our story is so short. But my loyalty is long. No woman will succeed in replacing you.

Yesterday's meeting was not as a cure for longing, it was precisely the beginning of longing that would begin without end. Every year there will be prayer. Holding that prayer so that you can be calm.

I ask you to be in my dreams if I miss you.

I hope I can rise to take care of our daughter.

Go quietly, one day I will catch up with you at the door of heaven. Like your last sentence.

Goodbye, Niara Livia Princess. Goodbye, my love. You will occupy a space in my heart. I will still love you*.