Love Language
Grandma's departure

Since we were married until now, a hug or a kiss that Rio dived on my forehead until my lips had started to become a common thing he did to me.

Although I still feel uncomfortable with his attitude but in reality I also do not reject his treatment of me, except for that one thing because I am not ready.

I was so curious about what Rio said, why did he say that? will he leave me, or will he go far for a purpose.

"What does it mean, why do we talk that way?"

I asked myself to dare to ask because I would not be able to sleep well if I did not get an answer to my curiosity.

It turned out that last night just after finishing dinner with both parents Rio mas and also with brother Reina and brother Aldi also they were in the workspace talking about office affairs.

Papi asked Rio mas to plunge back into the company, which should have been petrified by brother Aldi as the husband of brother Reina.Papi did not want his two children to be distinguished,both must have the same obligations and equal rights.

Although the lineage of Rio mas is the sole heir because he is the only grandson of the descendants of the Wijaya family, but papi wants the two to get equal degrees without distinguishing gender.

"Then what about my current job?"

Ask her.

"But I want to immediately resign from school,"

He answered while taking a deep breath.

"Why does it seem so hard to leave school? afraid of losing the fans who judge you in school, sir?"

I asked a little while slacking it.

"Aren't you afraid to miss being away from me?"

"No,"My answer was brief.

"Really?"

"YES......!".

"really?huh!"

He said while tickling me with his anxiety.

I could only laugh because I was amused by his treatment.

After finishing dinner, I gave the items I had bought to mami this afternoon with Rio mas in the mall.

Mami seemed so happy with the simple things I gave her, even though she knew my gift was bought with her son's money but she seemed very happy and unrelenting to say thank you.

When I was busy chatting with my mom, suddenly Rio came up to me and asked me to prepare to go home now.

When I asked why and what, Rio just hugged me in front of my mom without saying anything then asked me to immediately get ready to go home now.

While I was getting ready, Rio was back in the room to change clothes and then invited me to come down immediately because everything was ready.

The journey I thought would go on as usual turned out to be a very extraordinary trip because this time we were not riding a luxury car as usual, he said,but by riding a private jet with both his parents and brother Reina and brother Aldi who also participated.

I was more confused because everyone seemed to be in a hurry and why did everything come along? I thought only Rio and I would go home or maybe Samuel would come back.

There was no explanation from anyone, I just kept quiet with all the questions filling my mind.

When we arrived at my parents' second house another atmosphere was clearly visible in front of my eyes, the house that was usually quiet only there were us as residents now looks very crowded by some foreigners.

"Mas....this?"

I still feel confused and afraid, even to just take a deep breath it feels like I am really powerless.

I saw someone stick a yellow flag in front of my fence.

Mas Rio hugged my shoulder to invite me inside.

Along the way from the front gate I saw so many wreaths of sorrow.

"Grandmother! ms.....?"

I felt weak until my feet were no longer able to move when I saw the name of my grandmother plastered on some flowers.

My chest feels so tight that breathing is hard, my blood feels very hot flowing quickly in my body, the pain in my heart makes me feel dizzy and instantly everything goes dark.

"Mas..I want to see grandma....."

My whisper was soft on Rio mas who was sitting next to where I was lying.

My cry broke as I rose from my bed, this feeling.this is what I felt since last afternoon.This is the feeling I felt but I do not know because of what, it feels like my chest is still very sick.

Mama came into my room as I cried in the arms of Rio who was trying to calm me down.

"Mah.....!"

Apart from Rio's embrace, now I drop myself in my mama's arms.

"Why didn't anyone tell me?"

I tried to protest, but in vain.

"We thought my grandmother was just sick as usual, we didn't expect it to be like this."

Mama told me that the grandmother herself refused when she was going to be taken to the hospital, so the family just called the doctor who used to handle the grandmother came home.Grandmother also seems to have improved after getting treatment from the doctor at home, so the family just called the doctor who used to handle the grandmother came to the house,although the doctor suggested that grandma be hospitalized but grandmother still refused so according to the story of mother to us.

Innalilahi wa inna ilaihi rajiun, we are the property of Allah and all will return to Him.

Our grandmother, grandmother Sita ayu anggara may you husnul khotimah and heaven is your place.

The morning before my grandmother's funeral procession was about to take place, some of my close friends at school as well as some teachers also came to offer condolences to our family.

With Medina and Jesika bowed, who was beside me, she kept holding me.

They seem to know how I feel right now.

My eyes are still puffy because I don't know how long I've been crying and I don't know how many liters of tears I've shed since last night.

After Grandma's funeral procession was over, the mourners slowly began to travel.

Jesika and Medina were still faithfully accompanying me on the grandmist navel with both my parents and my sister.

Even when my parents took me home, it seemed like my legs were still reluctant to be moved away from the rest of the wet soil that buried the bodies of old grandmothers.

We went home, left my grandmother alone there.I, Medina and Jesi came home by car Rendi.They still feel at home trying to comfort me so as not to continue to dissolve in the grief of loss.

"Ra...rest!we're taking the room, right?"

Persuade Medina to me, but I hurriedly refused because I was reminded of Rio mas.

A lot of stuff was there, there were also our wedding photos what if they saw it?

"I'm here, it's okay.You go home, I'm better now,"

I answer to those who don't seem to believe what I'm saying is that I'm okay.

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