
it has been more than a hundred days since the Inca was buried and that means it has been more than three months since Jasmine was declared missing.
Alma took a deep breath looking at the conditions inside the silent Inca house. Alma cleaned the Inca house twice a week just to make sure there were no dusty items.
this house is completely empty without them both.the tightness that Alma felt recalled the memories with the mother and child.
he looked at a picture of the two of them on the wall of the house.
"ambo kangen Inka. apo again ambo indak know Jasmine kito there dimano.". muttered Alma while looking at the photo.
"god save Jasmine and give her health wherever Jasmine is". Alma pleaded in her prayer.
Alma continued her work cleaning the entire room of the house, she always wished Jasmine to come home and occupy this house again.
"Dek". call Danang the husband of Alma.
Danang suddenly appeared in front of the door of the Inca house. he entered and approached the wife who looks sad on her face which is still beautiful despite having seen a few wrinkles at the end of her eyes.
"still you come here? ". no need to force yourself". he said advising the wife who was still sad.
"ambo kangen sajo uda? ". no apo run out this ambo go home. uda wait sajo ambo at home". pinta Alma.
"yes already. let's help you finish. kito clean samo samo yo? ". take Uda Danang.
Danang took a broom located in the corner of the kitchen wall. he began to sweep the floor that began to dust because it was rarely cleaned.
Alma smiled at her understanding husband.
"many uda in love nyo? ". asked Alma while looking at her husband who was still sweeping while she was still busy wiping the dusty furniture.
"hmm quite good, no apo later kito for sajo to the neighbors here". said Danang.
"if there is Jasmine he likes sakap fish the most made of cooked ambo fat broth". said Alma reminiscent of Jasmine who always sparkled her eyes if Alma gave her favorite pocket fish.
without feeling his eyeballs crystallized, while Danang saw the wife who was wiping the tear point at the end of his eyes approached and stroked his back slowly.
"e..e.e.e..e..adek me this. cry sajo kerjanyo. indak can be so. you should pray for both of them". Danang advised his wife.
"iya uda sorry. ambo accidentally cried. this mato water does not want to be invited to compromise goods for a while sajo". said Alma.
"mmm. you're the deck. which makes kito cry because you're not sincere. try sincerely let them duo. must be relieved rasanyo in the heart." Danang said
"iyo uda. ambo understood. ambo only remembered Jasmine sajo. because news beritanyo not clear he dimano. is still alive or not. let alone the corpse. the identity of the backpack he brought home while boarding the plane that night was not seen Uda, while other passenger goods nyo kenapo can be found".
"it may have been destroyed or carried away by the current deck. Kito did not know such a thing. God is the one who has kusako. Kito people are just ordinary humans deck. " And that calms the wife.
"don't think about it again yo. ayok we clean this house immediately. then uda help the cooking adek in the kitchen. uda who will clean the fish nyo. gimano?. agree indak advice uda this? " And comforted the wife whom he had been married for twenty-five years.
Alma smiled happily to hear the words of her beloved husband.he nodded in agreement.they were also the same as smiling.
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