Love Frame For Sarmila
CHAPTER 4

"Mother, Minah asked please don't tell Mila that. He doesn't know about that. There is no wrong child, it is my fault and Rohim's, so please, ma'am don't interfere in my household affairs." beg Aminah to her mother.

"That kind of thing is easy on kibulin. Mom is like this because she loves you. This whole time ...."

"I've been second to them all this time. If only you hadn't forced Rohim's sister to marry me. If only ..."

"Enough! I don't want you to bring that up again." Grandma Seruni left her daughter's residence.

Sarah heard her grandmother shut the door very hard. The 20-year-old girl met her mother. It looks like Aminah is crying.

"Mom" Sarah held her mother.

"What about your sister, Sarah?"

"Sister Mila fell asleep, Mom. He seems to be in shock. Actually, is that what Grandma said?"

"No, Sarah. You three are mother's children."

"I'm sorry mom, son. I can't tell you about your sister." said Ms. Aminah.

"Sarah, I want to talk."

"What's the matter, Mom?"

"On Anjas and Rudi" said Bu Aminah.

Sarah just snorted a little. He was confused about that too. Honestly she was also Saturated on her relationship with Rudi. But to move on, it doesn't have to be the same brother, right? like there is no other man. Although he used to love Anjas.

"Mom, now Sarah's just thinking about college first. Not thinking about marriage. Rudi knew that we had to study more. Sarah doesn't think she wants to marry me, either, Mom. It doesn't feel right that Sarah will have to accept Anjas. While Mila's sister is hurt."

"Although I actually like Anjas, too." Sarah's inner.

"Mother, glad you can think positively about seeing this. I have no respect for the Anjas family. How he talks like that in front of your brother and also in front of us his family. Anjas also didn't defend Mila or come back to solve this problem."

"Mom, Sarah wants to get ready. Going to college soon."

Sarah went into her room to change clothes. Mila was no longer in her sister's room. Sarah wasn't looking too much for where the sister was. After all, her brother is very mature and does not need to be too worried.

"Where's Mila?" sarah asked Lala who was in the kitchen.

"To Eva's sister's place." replied Lala while sipping chocolate milk.

"Oh," Sarah went straight to college.

Arriving at the campus, Sarah directly down from the green angkot B2. Angkot which leads to the Bengkulu university campus area at the back. For the area of the lemonade cage is indeed included crowded.

The main campus of Bengkulu University (Unib) is located on Kandang Lemun street. In a familiar location in the ears of the local community as the Unib area behind this stands firmly two gates. Entrance gate bearing the letters of Bengkulu University is the main door to this campus. While around the back gate will find lines of photocopying stalls and places to eat.

"Why don't you call me when you go to college?" Sarah was shocked when she heard the greeting from behind.

"Oh Allah, Rudi. Can you just not go first?"

"I was there when the camera was silent. Think what? brother Anjas?"

"What, the hell are you?"

"I'm not being proposed, Rudi. Sister Mila who ..."

"But my mom wants you to be her ex."

"So? what do you want?"

"Let's go, I want you to reject them. Because I love you so much. But if you want to accept them. We're done." Reply Rudi.

"Okay, we're done." Sarah leaves Rudi in the study building two.

A week later

As long as the earth is still spinning and we can still breathe, perhaps none of us are ready to lose or get used to suffering. Loss is a word or something that we can avoid as much as possible. Something we don't want to experience.

But what power, man cannot choose what will happen to him. Losing a lover, losing a best friend or losing a close family is never fun. Everything stays the same.

Leaving behind scars on the heart and mind.Death is one of the destiny of God that will be experienced by every living creature including humans.

Losing the first one of course we can still tolerate. We can still make efforts to return to his original self. At least what changes from within can we understand little by little.

Without judgment of course. But what if we have to feel the loss that requires us to accept the fact that we can no longer meet, chat, tell stories or taste the cuisine he made. Deep sorrow and sorrow. Maybe there is no other word.

Death is the destiny of all beings, human beings or jinn, animals or other creatures, whether male or female, old or young, both healthy and sick people.

“Every soul will feel dead. Verily, on the Day of Resurrection your reward will be made complete. Whoever is cast out of hell and put into heaven is fortunate. The life of that world is nothing but a deceptive pleasure.” (QS. Ali Imran 185).

The yellow flag was flying in front of the house of Aminah. It seems that the residents have filled the residence of Aminah's mother. Some people wear white and black. Grandma Seruni continued to cry the figure behind the scarf. Not only the grandmother of Seruni, the two children of Bu Aminah Lala and Sarah also cried for the departure of her mother.

Only Mila tried to be strong. He could have shed his tears. It's just that Mila's trying hard. Look at her two sisters who are still sad. Mila was sitting next to her mother's body. Reading the letters of the holy verses of the Qur'an.

"It's all because of you, Mila. Aminah has been strong enough to accept a child like you. But why do you always make Aminah miserable. You are indeed the unlucky carrier." Inner grandmother Seruni.

"I promise to take care of my two sisters, mother. I promise I will bring them to be successful children and proud mothers.Mila apologizes if all this time a lot of distress to the mother." said Mila while wiping the wrapping cloth of the mother.

After various processes, Aminah was buried at TPU Merawan. All mourners filled the cemetery. Praying for Aminah's mother to have her grave covered. Mila was still sitting near the red earthen mound. His tears that were held back now he spilled.

"Sister Mila come on, let's go home." take Lala.

"Leave it. You go home with grandma." Seruni's grandmother pulls Lala away leaving Mila alone at the funeral.

"But, Grandma,"

"Grandma said go home. Mila is old, she is old. Whether he comes home or not is none of our business."

"Lala goes home first, sister still wants to be here with mom."

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Sorry, the part is still sad. But there will be happiness for Mila.