MAS DUDA IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CLOUDS
I'm Happy

"I'm happy, happy you're happy" said Mas Hima when I unhappily approached and hugged her as she was about to finish her song.

"Mas.." I cried out in surprise as I felt his body collapse in my arms, I tried to hold him back and my emotions exploded instantly as he dared to steal the opportunity as I got carried away.

I held him up looking up, I gasped it turned his face paled and the eyes closed.

"But!!!!" I screamed and realized there was something strange about the man I loved.

On the stage of Mr. Kades' party, I held the head of a man who a moment ago made me so happy and upset.

We became a crowd of people, Hima's eyes remained closed with a face that was more pale.

"Dik... Kasih's mother where?" ogre.

"What's wrong with mom?" I am still able to hold my heart to be astonished because at times like this Mas Hima is actually looking for my mother.

"A. There's something I want to say to your mother, dik," mas Hima spoke in a brick.

"Mommy's not here, I'm at work."

"A. a. I want to talk to your mom, a.a.. I'm afraid I can't see you." From the corner of his closed eyes flowed a clear point.

"Some, you video call only your mother," suggested someone who joined the crowd.

Without the ba-bi-bu I took my phone.

"What's Kar, tumben you Vc mama?" mama Kasih looked wrinkled in her face on my phone monitor.

"Ma, someone wants to talk to you.." This hand shook, I felt like something was going on between Mas Hima and mama. Cellphone fell.

Tika, one of the people crowding near me took the phone, pointed the video camera at me.

"Kar, who's that guy?" mama looked surprised when she saw that I was holding onto someone she might have forgotten.

"Ma. a., a, I'm Hima mah." Mama looks shocked.

"Hima?"

"Ma. I kept my promise to mama," the voice of Hima's mother weakened.

"Ma... Can I go home to my mom? I want to stay at my lover's house for a while waiting to pick me up, after that I promise I will not come back again ma," with tears in his eyes Hima begged, mama look shocked.

"Bo-bo-bo-can mah?" The voice of Mas Hima is getting stammering.

Mama just nodded with a face stroke that was difficult to interpret.

"Te-te-accept ka-kasih ma," Mas Hima was seen smiling as her wish was granted.

"And I am happy, though I cannot match you, but I can keep my promise to you even if it is too late" Mas Hima clasped my hand so tightly "You are my spirit, be happy." Mas Hima continued to look at me with a smile that I had always missed all this time.

"Sir.. Can you lead me? i, I want to go home sir," Mas Hima's hand moved towards the elderly man wearing a peci beside Hima's bedridden, Hima's eyes closed again.

Mas Hima's hand was welcomed by the elderly man, he guided Mas Hima.

On my lap, Mas Hima uttered her Islamic faith and fell asleep forever with a beautiful smile.

I sobbed, I screamed, my heart completely torn at his disappearance. I never thought that once again he left me and completely abandoned me forever.

Mas Hima's body was delivered home, when we arrived mama was home.

Mama hugged me with tears, "sorry mom Kar, mom really sorry, mama doesn't know if this will be the case."

In front of the body of Hima mas who was laid in the middle of the room back mama sobbing, obviously mama seems so sorry, I don't know what it is.

Two hours later a car was seen entering the parking lot, followed by four cars behind it.

Seen them down by carrying a lot of goods that are packed like shipping.

It looks like my uncle is struggling to meet people who seem to be preparing to enter the house.

"I'm sorry, ladies, it seems like my father was misplaced" a faint voice sounded.

"We are not mistaken sir's house, we are Hima's family, Himawan, we are about to pick up the deceased" replied a father-father.

All speechless did not understand the intention of the arrival of the Hima family who came with luggage like a handover. Was the Hima family misinformed?

The people who were waiting for the body of the deceased seemed to understand very well, they came out to make room for the Hima family, only me and my mother were left.

Ms. Yuni, second sister Mas Hima approached me and the mother who was sitting next to the body.

Ma'am Yuni came hugging me sobbing, I who could almost control my sadness came back crying, my feelings back spoiled.

"Himawan is very happy deck, apparently he left his smile. Thank you for giving my poor sister happiness." Mbak Yuni noticed the smile of her late sister, her lips smiling accompanied by a clear round that slid from her eyes.

"Hima, I'm sincere you go deck, what's your trust will mbak tuningkan here, when your body is still in this place. Ma'am wants you to be happy without any wedge," Yuni sobbed, sounding like Yuni took a heavy breath.

"Strong." mbak Yuni touched my shoulder.

"This is all that the deceased has prepared for you, the deceased tells you to accept all his gifts."

"That's what Yuni means?"

"Hima seems to know that the time is near, he prepared all this as proof of his love for you.

Hima wants what she gives you, you wear it on your happy day. Hima was so happy when she knew you were waiting for her.

Himawan's desire to stay in this house even though only being a guest has been fulfilled, now mbak permission to bring the bodies of the deceased home.

Ms. Kasih, forgive my sister who made the burden in this house, all her mistakes and khilaf from young until now please forgive."

"Mbak Yuni, can Himawan take care of his funeral here? Himawan is not only a guest in this house but he is a part of us." Said mama Kasih.

"But mom..."

"Perhaps in this way I can ease the burden of the heart that I have been carrying all this time, I beg Yuni..."

Mbak Yuni stared one by one his family and last looked at me, again he hugged me this time his tears really broke on the pieces of my heart.

The body of Hima had been bathed, part of her body was wrapped in a shroud.

"Kar?" Mba Yuni called out to me, surprised to see my makeup as well as the others.

I wear the white wedding songket and kebaya cloth that was brought by the mba Yuni troupe earlier, I preen as much as I can.

"Let me wear this mba, I want Hima to know that my heart does not belong to anyone else, she is still here, in this heart.

Let me use my own way to let go of my first love.

Yesterday, when we were walking together, Hima revealed that she wanted to see me wearing a wedding dress, white and songket. So let me wear this now mba, while there's a physical Hima mas here."

Once again Yuni hugged me, our cries both broke.

"I will always miss you, always," I looked at the smiling face of my first love, looking calm and peaceful for the last time.

"The deceased is lucky to have your heart Kar, his smile is a sign of his happiness. Release the departure and strengthen your heart." Said a man standing next to me.