How You Give Pain And Happiness Together!
chapter 91.

all the funeral processions were taken care of by Mr. Lek, in the end we decided to bury the father tomorrow.me, me, mama and Sintia were right next to the father's body which was still wrapped by a blanket and cloth that covered every part of the father's body.

I try hard to resist the sadness, because in addition to thinking about myself who must be a booster for my mother and my two sisters I also have to think about Syifa which I still give asi. if I am too late in grief, I am afraid of having an effect on my breast.

"everything is ready, hopefully tomorrow's funeral can go smoothly without a hitch.but,,,," my grandmother said without continuing her words.

"but why Mbah?" ask me to Simbah.

"your father's funeral cost is very expensive" he aimed right at my ear.

" how many Mbahs?" manya curious..

"almost ten million in" he answered making me turn my eyes.

"it's really expensive Mbah, what do you need?" I asked by slashing my forehead.

"it's not expensive in, actually, at most just buy the same shroud seven flowers continue to make the same tombstone already the same package that bathes the body of one million eight hundred expensive that grave land in" my answer made me even more frown.

"means the land is up to six million Mbah? I want to be buried where Mbah, how expensive is it?" ask me to Simbah.

"buried in the land of waqf near the sub-district loh in, Simbah also do not know.but it can be there because the government's property in this area is full of all" replied Simbah made me nod my head.

"yasalah lah mbak gapapa, want to be flanked again if it is there. the money has been given and paid off right Mbah?" ask me at Simbah who immediately nodded his head.

"already in, Thank God your father is lucky to have children who are filial like you. Until the funeral did not bother anyone, all purely from the work of all of you as his children" the word Sewah made me smile small.

"Alhamdulillah Mbah, all this is also thanks to the intervention of the father also so what is wrong if we use it also for the father.we absolutely no one objected Mbah" I replied to make Simbah smile.

"That seneng dengernya, already there you sleep.it's late at night, pity your child sleep in the room is not awaited.let here mom and your sisters are waiting, besides many people also really" said Sewah.

"you already so Mbah, I rest first yes, let them also at rest later if you want to rest" answered me who immediately left Sewba to the room Sintia.

I threw myself down right next to Syifa who slept together with Nayla in a bed that I only limited with a pillow bolster.

the next day, everyone was ready to take the father to his final resting place at exactly nine in the morning.

mr. Lek and also Rey were in a car with the body of the father, they both accompanied the father in the hearse.while I had a conversation with Sewan and mama had a conversation with Sintia using Rey's motorbike.

twenty minutes later we arrived at the cemetery, many mourners buried the father. Rey, Mr. Edi and also the husband of relief came down to the burrow because they were the only men in our family.

mama was unceasingly crying over the departure of the father, he looked historical when he saw the father put into Liang lahat.

"Edi, don't put your mas in. Your mas is still alive, he just wants a short break from the pain" said mama with a soft look at the body of the father who was in the arms of three people who were on the burrow.

"let's say yes, let this funeral run smoothly!" replied Mr. Edi lek, bilek also calmed my mother by stroking her back.

"patience mbak, please let go of jono mas. maybe this is the best after he felt pain for months" said bulek hugging mama who continued to cry.

Thank God the funeral went well, one by one people returned home while I Rey and Sintia and mama were still waiting in the cemetery where the father was staying.

"father who is calm there, father has not been sick again now.father must have been healed, have met the symbol has met the father, have met Joko. is it sir? if you meet my father greet my dear father yes sir, my prayer from there sir" said the mother on the tomb of the father who is still perfectly shaken.

"yuk ma already, we go home.we rest at home to prepare tahlilan one day tonight ma" I said to my mother who stood up and followed me, walking out of the cemetery followed by Rey and Sintia.

Nayla and Syifa also I live at home with relief and also Nabil, because of the relief that happened to be idle so he could not come to deliver his last virgin father.

i, Rey, Sintia and also mama also finally came home with a very chaotic condition especially mama with her empty gaze still stepped foot into her room regardless of Nayla who continued to call uti.

"mama, uti why do I call uti do not want to see.emang nay naughty yes ma?" ask her with a pouting face.

"okga kok, nay not naughty. but uti just sad again because now there is no akung, emang nay not sad I have bobo join uyut?" I asked Nayla who lowered her head.

"nay sad ma, very sad.but said mamatue, nay can not be sad.nay must doain akung let akung go to heaven, so that can meet good people who love equally akung." nayla replies, Simba gives advice to Nayla.

"iyaa dear mamatue bener, nay want doain aka. nay would want to be a son of Solehah, would it?" my answer was immediately embraced by the three-and-a-half-year-old boy.

"iyaa ma, nay will definitely doain akung. nay love equally akung, just as rich akung same nay ma" he replied making me shed tears.

"dear Iyaa" I answered briefly hugging Nayla after aligning myself.

"nay play again yes the same Nabil, do not fight ya. mama want nemenin Dede Syifa first, do not recokin uti ya. but want to be allowed to go to the room uti to entertain uti again sad, sad, but later yes. now let's take a break first" I said to Nayla who immediately made her nod her head.

I also stepped my feet closer to Leha who was still holding Syifa.

"thank you for taking care of Syifa, antennas right?" I asked leha.

"lumayan aja anteng, anteng really the ngga" he replied with a small chuckle.

"yes the name is also a baby, right? moreover, the first time left with his parents, sebantar deh I wash my hands with my feet first, then the rice field again" I said as I passed to the bathroom to clean myself.

"ma'am, your husband and in-laws are not told when you died huh mbak?" leha asked after I came back from cleaning myself.

"nga, justin ajalah. anyway later he also knows himself, besides mbak males open communication to them" I replied with a relaxed tone to take over Syifa from leha sling.

"but even if they are still one family mbak, they are also still parents of Nayla and Syifa loh mbak. should not give news, later want him to come or not that important mbak tidings already" replied Leha who I also justified.

"later there are even they just make a fuss mbak leha, instead of making it calm even make a fuss" replied Sintia who suddenly appeared next to me.

"hust can't say that, so anyway he is still a husband mbak. still your brother-in-law loh sin" I reprimanded Sinta who immediately shook her head.

"you are still a child of such a family, then you think now how you and the children survive as long as you and Lukman in the divorce process" sinta answered making me turn my eyes to hear her words.

seriate....