
All living things will one day meet the end. Because this world is only temporary. You just stop for a while, the more days the age continues to decrease, the closer to death.Not a few people are still inattentive to death. Too busy with world affairs. Life on this earth is only temporary.
Understand the meaning of your life today by reading these various meaningful words of death.
Because in the end everyone will experience death someday. All living things on earth will experience death someday. No one can know when their death will come because the death does not look at the age, gender, or degree of a person.
This makes everyone should not be arrogant and should appreciate their lives more now.
This afternoon after bathing in the hospital. Seruni's grandmother's body was taken to the funeral home. Alley residents agreed the wide rice fields came back and forth. Although the grandmother of Seruni had a negative view in the eyes of the surrounding residents. Especially if it's not her treatment of Mila. He is known to be a figure who judges people around.
The appearance of Lia and Rohim in the house of Seruni grandmother became a conversation among neighbors. They even speculated that the death of Seruni's grandmother had something to do with the former pair. Who does not know with Dahlia who is said to be Aminah's half-sister and who made her sister's household destroyed. Who does not know Dahlia who said she had a child with Rohim.
Everyone knows that Rohim is Sarmila's biological father.
Speculation of the allegations arose when Rohim and Dahlia were among the family. Mila who was crying in Dahlia's arms made the neighbors wonder. Does Mila know who Dahlia is? although it is not their business but the soul of his wife is open.
"They still have faces showing up in this family. After all they made on Aminah and Mila" said Bu Indri upset.
"And it's still their home, too. So let it go." said Miss Riri.
"That's Seruni's mother's house. Rohim is only a daughter-in-law and Dahlia is only a stepson. So the house was back to the rights of Seruni's mother. At least it falls to Sarah and Lala. Not in Mila's hands."
Mila stood in front of the door of the house she was in at the moment. The air that afternoon was cool, his butt was rested on a rattan chair. Still wearing after the t-shirt, she enjoys the afternoon air in the downtown housing. But in an atmosphere of grief like this does not make Mila calm. Deep sorrow at the death of my grandmother.
"Have wanted to enter ashar, we should immediately buried the body in a gracious cemetery." proposed one of the RW devices.
"Yes, it's gonna rain soon. It will be difficult for us to dig a hole if muddy" said another resident.
Finally when Azhar's body Seruni grandmother was buried. Many people come to pray for Grandma Seruni.
Mila and the other family went home. Some mourners have returned home, some still gathered at the home of Seruni grandmother. They are ready to help the needs of the family left behind.
The night after Grandma Seruni was buried. The atmosphere of Seruni grandmother's house is still crowded with the arrival of the closest relatives. Not only that, Danu also came with the orphanage mother.
"So your name is Mila. It's so beautiful, son. Danu's been a lot of stories that you."
"Thank you, Mom. Mom is beautiful too. Ah, yes I forgot. Please come in first." take Mila.
"Assalamualaikum," Mila was stunned to hear the owner of the voice.
"Ammar, Miss Diana, please come in. When do you get out of the hospital?" greet Mila.
"Mama was out of the hospital this afternoon. He whines to see you. Maybe this is the way for us Mila to fix the relationship." said Ammar.
Mila also sat with Miss Diana and her stepmother Danu. Mila spoke more to Nurmala's mother than her mother Ammar. Not to sue the mother of Ammar. It's just that he was confused about what to discuss with mama Diana.
"Mila, can we talk alone."
"Can, Mom."
"First of all, I mourn the passing of your grandmother, Mila. I know our language is too sensitive. You are a good woman, I pray to get someone who can accept you for who you are.
You know that the marriage of Ammar and Vika is two more. I'm just asking you one, please leave Ammar."
Mila sat next to Diana. He had already guessed the direction of the 50-something woman's talk. Still trying to be friendly to his guests, especially the atmosphere of the house is still crowded with mourners.
"First of all, I thank Diana's mother for coming to our hut. We are going to visit our house.
I know that the marriage of Ammar and Vika is imminent. I also know myself, Mom, that mom would never accept me for Ammar.
But I want to ask my mom? what a mother doesn't like is my same. Is it because I am poor? not as rich as Vika who is the son of an official. If that's the answer now I understand. That treasure and throne above all things. I also understand that I want the best for Ammar."
"Mila, I have a huge debt of gratitude to the Vika family. Vika's father helped our economy a lot. Especially since Ammar's father died. The cafe that I run so far is a collaboration with his mother Vika. So I beg you, please tell Ammar. Let her be happy with Vika." Diana's mother prostrated at Mila's feet.
Mila saw the attitude of Bu Diana directly lifted her body mother from her lover. He did not want people to think of seeing Miss Diana prostrate.
"Mom, I know that. I also understand how mom feels about her child. I'm sorry for coming into Ammar's life, I do love Ammar, but if Ammar isn't for me how else."
"When you say what?" ammar's voice was heard from behind Mila.
"Mar, as you heard earlier. I'm sincere if you're with Vika. Take Vika, Mar. Because mother's blessing is a good prayer in a relationship."
"Don't you love me anymore, Sarmila?"
"I love you, Amar, but we can't be together."
"I will fight for our love. I'm going to marry you. cancel the match with Vika. Convince your mom and family to accept you."
"That's not the problem."
"What's Mila?"
"You're not the man I've been with in my istharah. How far we go if God doesn't predestine us. I'm sorry, you just continue the match with Vika."
"No! you must be lying, Mila. You want to give up whatever. But I won't give up fighting for you."
"I love Danu, Mar. Not you!" Mila spoke loudly so many turned their heads.