Heartless Love Srita
Profound Grief

"God, Puh. I wasn't up yet" passing from the front to the kitchen Sewah called his son.

"Your father where nduk. Did you not wake up this afternoon?" Sambah asked Marsa who was sitting enjoying the breakfast of village fried rice made Wimbahnya.

The fried rice only uses shallots, garlic, and sliced chilies. Then seasoned with salt and flavoring. Although the fried rice is simple but because of the hand of Sewba food it feels delicious.

"Bah, fried rice is more delicious if there is fried eggs" said Marsa.

"Iyo nduk, later if the Sewba chicken has laid eggs, we make fried rice using eggs. Yesterday pak Dhe mu Ngasih Sumpah chicken. If you help me feed yo, let's have a big chunk of chicken"

Marsa just nodded. His mouth was filled with fried rice.

"Udah spit spent, continue to leave school" Sewah rubbed his granddaughter's head.

*

Truno came out of the bathroom.

"Lho No, you're not ready for school yet?" ask Sumpah when he saw his grandson who is not ready to go to school.

"Look at my lips Jontor like this Mbah. Shame on me going to school. At school it must also be a news rame I beat up the boy pack kades" Truno replied while sitting down to take the fried rice.

"You don't think first tho le if you want to beat up the son of a kades sir. Last night, Mr. Kades was furious that Le was your father. Try to think now where your father got a lot of money. If you don't get money you want to be reported by the police . You opo not sad le. This solace is sad to think about your fate. If you're in jail then your school how about, if you get beaten up in jail how?" Dye rubbed the corner of his eyes that began to get wet.

Truno who was advised long was just silent. Fried rice that has been taken, slowly began to be bribed into his mouth. Her jontor lips made it hard to open her mouth.

"Sir, your father's growth at this hour hasn't woken up yet. Let's look there! keep waking. It was this afternoon" Sumpah told his granddaughter.

"Ya Mbah" Marsa who had finished her breakfast walked towards the room.

"Sir, father!" Marsa shook her father's body.

"Sir, wake up, it's noon! Father, tell me to wake up together. It's noon sir" Marsa tried to reawaken.

"Change! You don't want to get up" Marsa shouted from the room, then she walked into the kitchen again.

"Ngopo to yo Pengeh is not awake. Tumben is lazy. Opo sick your father nduk?" Cesspit asked

"Not hot with your body. Only Truno woke up" Marsa sat down.

"Sana No wake up your father" Sewah told Truno.

"This father why the hell, it's old still to be awakened" Truno grumbled but remained as he walked.

"Sir, it's noon. Kok has not yet woken up" Truno touched the shoulder of his father who was sleeping on his back.

"Sir!" Truno shook his father's body.

When his father did not respond, Truno pulled his clothes. His father's body turned flat. But Truno was immediately shocked. His father was in a closed position but his tongue was slightly out. His body did not move at all.

"Mr....! Sir....! Mr....!!!!" Truno shakes his father's shoulder

"Change!!!! Look why father!!!" Truno yelled out to call his Worship.

"Ono opo le?"

"Mr, Mbah...." Truno answered without seeing the Worship. His eyes were still fixed on seeing his father who had not yet moved.

"Yes Allah Gusti..." Sumpah approached Peruh and touched the mouth of Peruh, justified the position of her son's bed and she tried to insert Peruh's tongue that slightly protruded out. The tongue is successfully inserted, the position of the mouth is normal. Sumpah then holds his son's hand position like a person is praying with the position of the left hand above.

"That's what it means to waste!" Truno looked at his Worship.

"You go to Modin's house now! Say Simbah needs to make sure your father. Hurry along! " Sepah told Truno to hurry

"Brother why Mbah?" Marsa approached her symbol.

Sumpah did not answer. But she hugged her grandson, her tears dripping. Hugged his grandson tighter.

"Mother why is Mbah, why is Simbah crying?" marsa's eyes began to tear

"We wait for you to call Modin Yo nduk"

After thirty minutes, Truno came with Modin. Mr. Modin rushed into the house whose door was not closed by Truno when he left earlier.

"Assynolt...."

"Wa'alaikumsalam" Sewah welcomed Mr. Modin

" Look at my son sir"

Mr. Modin without speaking directly checked the pulse in the hand and in the neck of Puhu. Repeat it once more.

Mr. Modin looked at Sumpah

"Innalilahi wa innailaihi roji'un"

"Yes Allah Gusti....." Sambaran hugged Marsa tightly. "Your father died. Huuuu"

"It may not be Mbah. Mr. Modin don't lie!!" Truno is angry at Mr. Modin. "Sir check again sir. Come on sir check again!!!"

Mr. Modin complies with Truno's will. After checking back he shook his head.

"Your father is no more" Mr. Modin's voice is weak

"Master!!!!" Truno hugged his father

"Mr!!" Marsa broke free from the embrace of Sewah. "Back up! Mr...!"

"Father don't go sir, don't leave me, sir. Huuuu..huuuu.huuu" Truno hugged his father tightly.

"Mr... Who am I, sir. I promise to take you to mom's place. Father don't leave. Huu. Fatheroo!" Marsa was crying bitterly

"I'm sorry sir. I'm evil, but why did you leave first. I promise you sir will obey sir. Father don't go. Sired... Huu... Huuu..."