LOVE IN TASBIH DETAILS
CHAPTER 46. CRYING IN THE ARMS

Bram stood in front of the still-red tomb, while Aisyah was still there.

Some of the last neighbors with them have gone including Mumun mpok and Retno mbak, as well as Hasni's wife wak Agil who always accompanied him during the process before he was buried. They say goodbye because tonight they will return to perform tahlilan prayer at the Aisyah family home on the initiative of the neighbors who during the funeral ceremony abah really helped the family even provide food for the mourners.

Abah was really a good person, so many came to pay their last respects, to help materially and energetically, so many prayers were given to send abah away. Charity, his goodness as if to be his provision to the Heaven of God which he always longs for.

Now there are only Bram and Aisyah, and Tito who looks still as excited. The boy cried loudly to his grandfather, when his body was lowered into a burrow.

It was Aisyah who patiently calmed Tito down, though,

"Ummi's here, don't cry anymore, you remind me, grandpa doesn't like Tito crying." Aisyah tightly hugged the boy's body.

And Bram was only stunned by what he saw, the two people were now like orphans in his eyes. What is the meaning of Aisyah's mother who is not even aware of herself or her father who is not necessarily sure of her condition. Tito himself, his parents had left when the boy did not even know his parents well.

"Mas Bram, if Mas Bram wants to go home, please.

Isn't Bram from the morning not coming home?" Aisyah suddenly stood up and turned to face Bram. The face was pale but firm.

Bram looked at the sky above him, the sun still shining in the west but the day was still quite high before dusk picked up.

"I have promised to accompany you until the sun sets today." Bram replied, his eyes sore because it could not hold back tears when the body finished in sholatan.

Aisyah was dumbstruck, her eyes staring for a moment at Tito, the child was still resting in front of the red ground. In less than nine years he was old enough to understand, he died and would never return to the world again.

"Thank you for being my friend during his life and at the end of his life, I was so happy with the presence of Mas Bram." Aisha's voice was raucous and restrained as if she was speaking with a chest that was rumbling by the tightness.

"Aisha, I have great respect and love for you. Without her at the right time I don't know what happened to me." Bram said carefully.

Aisyah lowered her head, strong, the girl's shoulders were trembling. Now that Bram knew, Aisyah was really holding back her overwhelming grief. He was just trying to be strong in front of others.

"Aisha...If you want to cry, cry. Abah once said that to me. It's human, don't hold it. Because holding back that cry is more painful than crying." Bram.

Aisyah raised her face, her reddened eyes were watery and a few seconds later Aisyah cried out strongly, her body trembling to the point that her knees could no longer support her body. Bram caught Ayesha's body before sitting on the ground.

Bram propped Aisyah's body into his arms and the first time he heard Aisyah crying so strongly was by hugging him.

"Obah.abah is no more. Abah no longer felt his chest tight, abah no longer hurt.abah had been with Aunt Asniah, gathered with Rahimah's brother. Abah has been happy there." The sentence slid from Aisyah's lips in between her cries.

Sedu Aisyah makes Bram's heart feel crumpled.

"Change.abah...What should be how? I don't know what to do without my brother..."

Aisha's broken cry was heartrending, Bram had no idea what the right sentence was at this time to comfort Aisyah.

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