Muara Kasih Single Mother
Until the End
When death has come, man can no longer avoid it. Can only surrender, receive the final call from God in each of our lives. Like a runner, we have run to the finish line. Finish.
That sadness and loss was also what Firhan and his family must have felt. But how else. Already unable to do anything. Meanwhile, Firhan came out of the room with an empty look. He hugged the mother who was crying all over there.
"God has called you home" said Firhan in a soft voice.
All the tears spilled. However, Mr. Supri is a husband who has accompanied Bu Hesti for almost 30 years. Sharing of joy and sorrow. Passing the ups and downs of the household.
That means Ms. Westi will be separated from her husband forever. The woman was crying in her son's arms. His body felt hollow, every bone in his legs as if he could no longer support his body. The cries, roars, and sobs seemed to mix into one.
Meanwhile, Firhan tells his wife at home that his father is dead. Therefore, Wati asked help to the neighbors around to be helped. Luckily the neighbors around were very nice. Many of the gentlemen who helped install the tent, some made the auction, and some put up red flags. Yes, in Solo itself when there is death, the flag mounted is a red flag.
Pak Agus' family also helped, along with Pandu and Tanto. It feels so fast. A few hours ago, Pandu met the deceased, and now the deceased has been called God.
"Innalillahiwainnailaihirojijun," said Pandu with a soft word.
After that, Pandu say goodbye first with his wife. "Dinda, I'd like to come with you to help there well," he said.
"Yes, Mas .. be careful," replied Ervita.
While at home, Ervita also told her mother. After meeting with the deceased. Although it certainly is a story.
"Ervi met you earlier, Mom. Same as the deceased" the story goes.
"Then?" ask Bu Sri.
"Yes, the same as the time more than five years ago where he rejected Ervita and Indi."
Bu Sri nodded her head. Indeed in recent years, although his relationship with Bu Nesti improved. But not with Mr. Supri. It was as if there was a wall built so high.
"Yes already, Vi. I'm sorry, Vi. To open his grave. Pray for all sins to be forgiven by the Almighty" said Bu Sri.
"Ervi never holds a grudge, Mother," Ervita replied.
Yes, that is Ervita. He has no revenge at all. To him all the past had already passed, allowing to remain behind him. Not living and carrying a grudge because it is burdening yourself.
"Yes already, we will go there, Vi," said Ms. Sri.
"Well, how's God and Irene, Mom?" tanyakanya.
"May at home. Just leave it the same May," said Bu Sri.
As time passed by for several hours, the sound of sirens from the Ambulance car was also heard. Not long after, Ervita and her mother came to mourn. Form of condolence with the family of the deceased.
"It is with great sadness, ma'am," said Ervita shaking hands with Ms. Hesti.
Apparently Ms. Nesti immediately hugged Ervita. "Mbak Ervi .. excuse me, Ma'am. During this time he was very wrong to Ms. Ervi and her family," said Ms. Westi.
While Erma who was hit cried with tears. Even before Erma had fainted because she was hit with the sudden departure of her Father. While Wati tried hard, even though the woman was crying.
"Bu Sri, nyuwun pangapunten nggih (apologize - in Indonesian), forgive my husband all this time," said Bu Hesti.
"It's forgiven, Miss Hesti. God willing, there is no revenge. All forgive," replied Ms. Sri.
When dealing with Firhan, Firhan did the same. "I apologize for all his sins Father yes, Vi," said Firhan.
"It's okay, Han. I've forgiven you" Ervita replied.
For a moment of mourning, on the same day the body was buried. This time, Pandu invited Ervita and Indi to watch the funeral. Indi fortunately just silent even so he wants to carry his yayah continues.
When, the corpse was buried, Firhan who had originally bowed in front of the pusara, finally stood up he walked towards Ervita and Pandu.
"Mbak Indi want to sow flowers for Grandpa?" tanyakanya.
Not pushy, Indi sees Yayah and her mother alternating. Until finally Indi nodded his head. "Yayah's company" replied Indi.
Finally, Pandu is still holding Indi. The little hand took the flower and sprinkled it on the grave of the deceased. Firhan closed his eyes, although still late to pick up his father refused Indi, but could not avoid because Indi was their offspring, part of their family.
"Already, Jayah," Indi replied.
Finally Pandu stood back up and still carried Indi. They left the funeral first.
"That's the end, Dinda. This is the human lifeline. All will be called home. Therefore, as long as they live, there is plenty of worship and charity. Always close to God. Don't waste the door. Let our lives be a blessing to others, when we are put in a hole, there is no chance to improve our lives" Pandu said.
"Yes, Mas. Guide me and the children to worship, Mas. Indeed, we live on earth to worship, multiply charity and worship to be brought when called by God again later," answered Ervita.
"Yes, Dinda. We color our lives. We raised Indi and Irene well. The lessons of life are never wrong, from which we learn to mature."
It is really how life is. There is always forgiveness from God, as long as life is still conceived. There is always guidance from every event experienced by humans. From bitterness, we learn to smile. From wounds, we learn to heal them. From failure, we learn to rise. From past wounds, we learn to let go of forgiveness.
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...EXPIRE...
Furthermore, the story of Indi will be presented in the Novel Titled Girl Without Nasab & Son of Ningrat. Always support and follow.
Thank you for the support of all my friends. May he be able to extract the wisdom and moral message from this story.
With All My Love,
Kirana💓💓