HIJRAHS
"COME TO THE VILLAGE"

After a few days.I am still waiting for news from Mbak Sri about the father?

But mbak Sri just said that the father began to improve, not saying what really happened.

[See this guy to see you]

I sent a message to my man.I told them to look for Jodi.

[Lea, sirde's gone. he's dead]

After lunch, I checked my phone that I had charged earlier. How surprised I was when I opened a message from Mbak Sri that made my eyes round.

Immediately I went to Sindi to give news of this grief. I do not know what to do?

"Sister, father Mbak Nurma has died" I told Sindi who was playing games on her mobile phone.

"What?" the answer seemed very surprised.

"Yes, sister, I just opened a message from Mbak Sri" I explained

"Then, how? are we going there?" the answer.

"Oh my brother, what do you think?" my spoken.

"We better get there now, it's not good if we don't come there" he replied as he got up from his seat.

"Well, then I'm getting ready" said I who also ran towards my room.

I took some clothes and my needs during there. do not forget my wallet and account. I brought all of them. about 15 minutes I was ready. I saw Sindi's brother was heating his car.

"Are you ready for Lea?" ask her when I put my stuff in the car.

"Yes my brother" I replied as I got into his car.

"Mbok Inah.." shouted Sindi calling mbok Inah. shortly afterwards mbok Inah came to us.

"Mbok, we want to go to Java first. later the key mbok take it home yes" said Sindi kak on mbok Inah who just nodded.

The car we were riding was driving at a normal speed.this time we did not often rest.because I was able to drive.so can take turns if sindi's brother was getting tired. our journey still takes hours until about eleven o'clock at night we arrive at the village of kurungrejo.

The car we were riding arrived in front of a minimalist house, which still had a tent and some plastic chairs lined up in the yard. and there are still many people sitting on the terrace of the house mbak nurma.

"House has been renovated" said Kak Sindi while paying attention to the house of parents mbak Nurma.

"Yes my brother" I replied.

Sindi and I got out of the car. I saw several pairs of eyes looking at us. When we got out of the car. I saw Sri mbak out of the house and approached us.

"Lea?" I said, looking surprised to see my arrival.

"Mbak" I answered while hugging her.

"Kok you didn't tell me you wanted to come?" said it.

"So Sindi and I came straight here after opening a message from Mbak" I replied.

"Yes, let's go inside" he said, taking me and Sindi into the house.

There are some people that I do not know, maybe the family members mbak Nurma still many who gathered.different when I came after the death of mbak Nurma first. because my arrival happened to be 3 weeks after Nurma's death.

"Budhe, Lea is here." cried Sri Kala me and Sindi stood in the doorway.

The unstoppable roar of tears as mom hugged my body tightly, was there a deep sadness there? I didn't see that sadness when I first came here.

Yes, I understand. mother and father may never be separated.they are always together. until the time of death separates them. must not be an easy thing for mothers to accept this harsh reality.

I've seen my mother so devastated when Dad went for his entire life.

"Mom, mother who is patient yes.mother must be strong for the sake of both angels mbak Nurma" I replied trying to strengthen the mother who had been crying in my arms.

"Why didn't you tell me you wanted to come here? mom hasn't prepared any food for me son" she said after letting go of her hug and looking at me.

"Mom, you don't have to think about anything that doesn't matter, I ate on the street" I replied.

"Let's go, kid, let's sit down first" he said, inviting me to sit among the many people.

This house is very much different.the floor is not the land as it used to be. I am happy when I see the changes in this house.

a few pairs of eyes still saw me full of astonishment.

Sindi and I sat on a carpet that had been tattered.

"Mom, how did all this happen? actually what happened" I said to the mother who was now sitting in front of me.

"father is sick, son" he answered, bowed.

"What pain, ma'am, not if the pain in the father has healed.then what pain?" my spoken.

"Father has indeed recovered from his stroke.even he was able to walk. but one day.when he visited the tomb of Nurma. father fell and fainted. ever since. he was hot and in a coma at home" he replied.

"Father fell on the tomb?" I said a little surprised.

"Yes, son" he answered.

"Then, who brought you home?" my spoken.

"There are people who used to clean the tomb area that saw the father fainted on top of the tomb Nurma. until finally brought here and since then the father fell ill. about two weeks the father was sick. until declared a coma by the midwife here" he replied.

"Oh my goodness, you fainted on top of Nurma's grave?" my spoken.

"Father indeed every day to the tomb of Nurma son, since he can walk again.every day he came to the grave of his son.be it morning, afternoon or evening. but you must have gone to Nurma's tomb" he explained

"Sri, please prepare drinking water for nak lea and nak Sindi" mother told mbak Sri.

mbak Sri got up from her seat and walked towards the kitchen, before long Madam Sri was back with two glasses in her hands.

"This is Lea's son, he's a friend of Nurma's who used to work in the city, and this is Sindi's friend Lea's son. Son Lea is a very good boy.he built my house.and he also always sends money to charge Zani and Zian. even a few days ago. son Lea is sending money for the father's fee in the hospital.he's a very good son" said the mother to some people who felt foreign to my arrival.

"Oh, this is what Sri told you back then?"

"Geez son, you're so kind you want to help the Nurma family"

"Thank you very much, Son, for helping Nurma's family and taking care of her two children"

Some soft-pitched words that some people made to me. I could only reply with a smile.

don't know what to talk about? even though I have been responsible for their lives, it seems that my debt is still not reduced because life can never be paid. Nurma's death still haunts me. because of my mistakes. which resulted in Nurma being gone forever.

and although I bear all the expenses of the family and their two children, it still means nothing.

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