I'm the One You're wasting
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"Take Witma aside, so you can go quietly."

Witma heard the voice of Fatimah who said with restraint. He felt that the room was now filled with more people, the floor he stepped on seemed to sway and his gaze began to blur as soon as he heard Furqon say the creed. He then said, "No! You can't leave us!" Witma was hysterically screaming. Before everything became dark and concentrated and his body crashed into a drift. However, he still heard panicked voices calling his name.

Arash who turned out to be there rubbed his face several times he did not expect that Ratih would leave so soon.

"Arash, please help sister to lift Witma up on the bed next to Mom," pinta Fatimah to Arash because there is no way he asked Furqon to help him when he saw Tami also needed help because at that second Tami also collapsed along with Witma.

Arash quickly raised Witma's body after hearing Fatimah's words but before that he had time to ask, "Don't matter, I carry Witma's body. Furqon?" Arash was afraid that there would be problems so he asked first.

Furqon. "For this time it's okay" he replied. Because at this time he also felt fragile when he saw his wingless angel was no longer alive. Now it's his turn to hold Tami's body to be taken to the next room because Ratih's room only has two beds.

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"Mother don't go ...," Witma said repeatedly.

Fatimah who was still faithful near Witma said, when she heard the thin lips of Witma saying the sentence-that's it repeatedly. Although Witma's eyes were still perfectly closed. "Witma, relax. Istighfar, Deck."

Witma opened her eyes after hearing Fatimah calling her name over and over again. The smell of warm and fresh eucalyptus filled his nose as soon as he took a breath. "Isn't this at home?"

Slowly he opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, with a slightly bright lamp making his forehead shrivel due to glare. He momentarily collected lives because he could not understand the events that had been experienced. Until a few seconds his heart became sore and tight after turning to the side where he saw the mother's body was covered in white cloth and also the voices of people who were teaching although still sounding dimlight in his sense of hearing.

"Mas, Witma is conscious." Fatimah called Furqon.

Furqon who heard that rushed over. "Help him to get up, Dek," Furqon said. "She had to see Mom before she was forgiven" he continued. Because anyway he must immediately bring the body of the mother to be taken to the mosque so that it can be sholated before being buried. However, before that he wanted to let Witma see Ratih for the last time.

With the help of Fatimah and Furqon, Witma was finally able to walk slowly towards Ratih who was already stretched stiff.

"You can cry, but remember not to let your tears hit your skin" Furqon warned Witma. "And one more thing, do not say words that can make the departure of Mother become unsettled" he continued. After that he and Fatimah sat under the feet of Ratih giving Witma some space.

Witma nodded softly hearing Furqon, she then sat down and would open the white cloth that covered Ratih's face. However, again his gaze became blurry because the puddles of tears that were ready would spill. "Mother, Witma is sincere so, I rest in peace. Forgive the Witma who hasn't been able to make Mom happy." Witma hugged Ratih's body while continuing to hold back her tears so as not to fall. "Witma promised to take care of Tami, as I often say."

Suddenly a hand patted Witma on the shoulder. "Honor my son, let not your tears make your mother late. It is hard to leave this world because one of their daughters is not yet fully sincere" said Badrun, who came after receiving news of suffering from one of his friends who happened to be in the village of Witma. "Honest words are not enough just expressed in oral only. But here," he patted his own d*d a few times.

Yes, Witma admitted that she was not completely sincere because she still desperately needed a mother figure. Remembering there is no longer a place to shelter or complain when the world is getting more and more cruel.

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The sky that had been bright suddenly became cloudy, drizzle began to wet the earth as if to grieve with the departure of Ratih. Until a moment of drizzle that was now turned into a rain that was so heavy but Witma seemed reluctant to move from the grave of the mother.

"Look Mom, Witma's like losing half a soul … ."

"Witma also felt there was no more spirit to survive in this cruel world, Mom."

"Mom, why is it so fast? And why does Witma feel that God is always unfair?"

"After taking Father, it is now your turn to take Mother, why should those who are so dear to you?"

"Is this also one of the ways you test your servant?"

Witma continued to dialogue in her heart until she did not realize that Arash was standing behind her while covering her

"It's almost Witma's evening, do you want to be here all the time?" ask Arash. "Tami is also looking for you at home, are you still staying firm with your stance?"

Witma looked up at Arash's sad face. "What's in my sister's house, did someone deliberately poison me?" Suddenly Witma said so, remembering the words Tami said. "Ahead from the study Mother directly convulsed." The doctor added that Ratih had food poisoning.

But until now Witma has not dared to tell Furqon about this problem. Given he must also have accurate evidence because he is afraid of falling instead becomes slander.

Arash beristighfar heard the sentence that came out of Witma's mouth. He did hear the explanation of the doctor who said Train food poisoning that caused all the nerves-conditions weakened so that he fell into a coma for three days and three nights before exhaling the last breath. However, he did not think at all to get there if at his home where Ratih poisoning.

"Are you sure of what you said?"

"Yes, fealing Witma said that at the house of the sister, Mother was poisoned because after coming home from there Mom convulsed and then took the foam out of her mouth," said Witma replied Arash.

"If it's true that everything that came to the study that night will also be poisoned, including Tami, but it's not. So, most likely the mother was poisoned somewhere else."