
Alma waited for Jasmine at the door of the Inca house. While the body was finished in the bath and will be sent to the cemetery. until finally an ustad came to ask permission for the body to be immediately sent to sholatan. Alma saw her husband.
Danang who was seen by the wife understood that his wife was currently still hoping and waiting for Jasmine to come home, but the corpse had waited a long time and passed the time that should have been worth buried. he shook his head at his wife's sign of disapproval, and there was no time left to wait.
Alma saw the meaning of her husband's arm finally shed his tears.he felt even more devastated considering Jasmine who until now had no news at all. while Alma did not have the mobile number of her friend Jasmine. even her husband had told the Jasmine campus about her mother's death.
Danang approached his wife and invited her to join the Inca in the front yard of the Inca house.
Alma goes into the bathroom taking ablution. he joined the insolation in the morning that looked bright but the sun still peeked lazily from the gap of the white cloud that moved because of the wind that blew as small as it was.
the melodious voice of Surah Alfatihah from kyai pesantren hut that is often visited by Alma, Jasmine and Inca when they want to deepen religious knowledge and the Koran for the past year.
after an hour later, prayers and preamble concerning the family's debts were conveyed and apologized on behalf of the body.
as the bodies were lifted and brought out of the courtyard of the house, sobs of Alma, neighbors and citizens who knew the Inca well broke.
while Alma who was still staring at the Inca house hoped that Jasmine arrived.Jasmine could at least see the body of her mother, even though she had been wrapped in a shroud for the last time. he left the Inca house with a great heart.
in the burial waqf land dedicated to the Alma family, this is where the Inca was buried.Collecting the Inca only a stick of kara when he first knew her in nursing seminar meetings at every opportunity. they only make friends and communicate with each other through social media, before being transferred to Sumbar.
after they had a team working in the same hospital, Alma knew the Inca inside out of their good nature and personality. moreover, he began to feel affection for Jasmine who was forced to bear a disability due to an accident when she was seventeen years old.
drizzle began to wet the earth of Sumatra which lately always in the sun, in a temperature that is quite stinging skin.well maybe even the earth cries to accompany the departure of good people like the Inca. the deceased was also in a state of calm.
as the corpse is lowered sobs are held captive while chanting the sentence tawhid laillahaillallah until the red earth closes all the gaps from the tomb. then the completion of the implementation of the obligations of the kifayah of Muslims in the village.one by one the citizens excuse me.
now Alma and her husband are still patient waiting for his wife to recite the holy verse of the Koran letter of Al-Mulk to surah yasin.
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on campus.
Rendy, who has just finished her trial, gets word that her mother Jasmine died last night, they ask about Jasmine who has not returned home to Pdg.
this makes Rendy directly contact Retha. because Jasmine's phone is in out of range mode or not active.
"Retha. where did Jasmine. her mother died last night tha??? ". call Rendy and tell her the problem without giving Retha a chance to answer Rendy's question.
"what?.dead? ". Mama Inka died? " Innalillahiwainnailahiradjiun.
"yes, now tell Jasmine? ". said Rendy with a choked throat.
"but... Jasmine from last night has returned directly to the airport with the first flight ticket. Mr. Satria himself booked the ticket.
"ga. Tha. this morning academic people told the children that Jasmine had not returned to the house until now.so we all tried to call Jasmine's phone but was not active." explained Rendy worried.
"what?? ". not yet arrived at pdg? ". Oh God, why is this? ". peekkik Rethah.
while Satria who had noticed the look on Retha's face turned frantic, immediately approached her and asked what the problem was.
Retha who had started to limp as boneless.looking towards the voice that appeared behind him.he saw Mr. Satria and his eyes glazed with glass.
"sir...Jasmine...his mother......".retha's words with brickwork held up sobs.
"why Tha? ". asked Satria astonished then he immediately grabbed Retha's cellphone which was still connected to a call from Rendy
"hallo.this is me Pak Satria".
"sir. I'm Rendy sir. Where's jasmine sir? ". Jasmine's mother is no sir???". said Rendy with her sad and anxious feelings.
Satria frowned.
"but last night Jasmine had let me go home as soon as I got word that her mother was in a coma in the hospital. I booked her ticket myself. she should have arrived and could have seen her mother". Satria.
"there is no sir. Jasmine said her family until now has not seen her idol trunk at home.
if Rendy who did not have any responsibility towards Jasmine alone could panic, let alone her obvious self carrying Jasmine out of her zone.
Satria mer*m*s r*m*s the hair on her head.she starts to feel like a big stone is falling on her head.Added Retha who cries sad and anxious because of Jasmine and her mother.
Satria understands.however Jasmine is the best friend of Retha, of course she will feel sad and sad to hear the news about her best friend.
it's just that Satria needs Retha now to help her figure out where Jasmine is, but she thinks it's free, so she approaches Retha and sits next to Retha. he stuck out his arm to embrace Retha, then took her into his arms, and leaned his head against her wide chest.he patted her gently on Rethas back to calm her down.
"you calm down, okay? ".branch will look until you meet Jasmine. Jasmine is also the responsibility of her brother.he's a student brother too. The brother who brought you here and the brother who will bring you back home.
though deep in Satria's heart, he also felt tremendous anxiety and fear about Jasmine's state
..."where is Jasmine? ". bathinnya....
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