
All the villagers have been crowded to meet the contents of Pak Kasan's house.
Eman Finance led the delivery of Sukini's body to the final resting place.
After burying Sukini, all villagers go home to each other, now Mr. Kasan lives alone at home.
Mr. Kasan looked at every corner of his house while imagining when the Sukini boulek was still alive.
Mr. Kasan did not remember giving news to the Arin family.
The next night Arin again called to Sukini's bulek phone.
Mr. Kasan had just finished tahlilan on the death of the Sukini bulek, he walked into the room and heard the sound of a cellphone ringing. Threw a cell phone from the bed, shown on the phone screen name Arin.
Mr. Kasan then picked up his phone.
"Sir Kasan: "The Assalamualaikum."
"Arin: "Greetings waalaikum, you know the hoisted palek, where are the palek ?"
Mr. Kasan was silent for a moment, his mouth still felt heavy to speak.
Arin, who was across the phone, tried asking again because Mr. Kasan did not answer.
"Arin: "False, palek is still there, right ?"
"Sir Kasan: "Hmm yes, sorry Arin. Palek forgot to tell you and your parents." Mr. Kasan breathed a heavy sigh.
"Arin: "What news is a palek ?"
"Pak Kasan: "News about you~." Cut speech.
"Arin: "Why is it the same ?"
"Sir Kasan: "Hiks.hiks.bulek you are gone, Arin."
"Arin : "Ti~ada gima~na, palek ?" Arin is accompanied by an unstable heartbeat.
"Arin: "Innalilahi wa Inna ilaihi Raji'un, but just now Arin was talking to a bulek, why are you a palek ? bulek's sick ?" Arin shed tears.
"Sir Kasan: "Bulek you fell this afternoon and hit his head on a rock, after the palak lift bring it home, the bulek is no longer tormented."
"Arin: "O God, why don't the Pale. Are you buried yet?"
"Sir Kasan: "It was already this afternoon after the ashar prayer, sorry Palek did not tell the news of this grief. Honestly Palek is still upset and still do not believe in the departure of the boulek. Yes yes, tell your parents, once again palek apologise. Wassalamu'alaikum."
"Arin: "Wait palek, Arin still want ngo~." Arin's words have not been completed, palek has turned off the phone first because sound tuttt.
Arin sobbed in his room, he did not expect the bulek to die so quickly.
"Bulek, just this afternoon we talked hyks. Arin did not think that our conversation was the last time. May the boulevard be quiet there, all the practices of the bulek be accepted by Allah SWT, Arin pray for the death of the bull Husnul khatimah, amen.aminn ya rabbal alamin." Arin mourned and offered prayers for the bulek alm Sukini.
Arin came out of his room to tell his mother that Sukini had returned to Rahmatullah. Arin went to his mother's room.
"Mother ! open the door ma'am ! Arin's got news of hiks's grief." Arin cried while still sobbing.
Her mother also came out of the room.
"What kind of sad news ? who died ?"
"Bulek, Bu hiks.bulek Sukini died hiks.tadi new palek tidings."
"Inna ilaihi wa Inna ilaihi Raji'un, what pain is bulek, Rin ?" Arin's mother was surprised to hear the news of the death of Sukinis because Arin's mother knew that Bulek Sukini did not suffer from serious illness.
"Bulek does not hurt, ma'am, said palek if bulek tuh fall and keep his head hit the stone hix."
"Oh Allah, jaudah tomorrow morning we go there." Arin's mother's eyes were already covered in tears.
"Yes ma'am, but the bulek was buried earlier after the ashar prayer."
"It's okay, we'll just go there. Yes you have returned to the room, mother wants to tell the other brothers, maybe they have not been told."
"Yes, Mom." Arin nodded still with a sad face.