
A month was already Dion like a man who had lost his consciousness. Bastian lets his son do whatever Dion wants. Wanting to spend the night in the tomb is also not a problem for Bastian. Being reminded many times is not being heard either.
Love, what is love? A disease, is it? To make adam's son like lost his mind. Losing a wife is devastating. Advice given, but to no avail. Dion is still sad.
His body suddenly became thin. His eyes were hollow due to lack of sleep. Ordinary hair neatly arranged, now messy. The body that is usually fragrant is replaced with an unpleasant aroma. Yes ... Dion no longer cared about his appearance.
Dion stopped walking towards the room. He heard the sound of crying. Time shows at one o'clock in the night. The sound of crying was heard until he arrived in front of Delilah's room whose door was not tightly closed.
"Delilah," said Dion who went straight into the room.
"Papa go. Leave Delilah alone" the girl replied.
"What's going on, son?"
"Delilah should have asked. What happened to Papa? Where is Papa Delilah?" said the girl.
Dion flinched, "Honey!"
"Papa just get out of the room. Don't mind Delilah. Papa just go," sobs the boy.
"I'm sorry, Papa, honey." Dion hugged his daughter. What have I done? I forgot my daughter.
Delilah cried with a hug to Dion. The smell of the ground, the sweat, did not hinder his longing for the father.
"Back, Pa. Delilah missed," he said.
Dion nodded, "Yes, honey. Papa's here."
Awareness comes to Dion. This month he was in grief. Not only was he a sad person about to lose Dila, but his family was also devastated. Especially for Delilah. Dion was supposed to be a place to lean on for his daughter, instead of drowning in a sea of grief.
Dion waddled his body under the cold shower. All this time what he has done. Quiet in the tomb accompanied his buried wife. Weep for the woman who will never return.
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The clear sky becomes a new beginning of activity. Dion was already in the dining room waiting for his daughter and papa. If it was the day before, Dion would have left in the morning, this time not.
"Father!" exclaim Delilah.
"Come, Son. We have breakfast together" Dion asked.
This morning Dion was much better. Her hair is neatly combed. The smell of his body was fragrant. Only his body and eyes could not be changed briefly.
"Let Papa take you to school."
"really?" delilah.
"Of course" said Dion.
After breakfast, Dion drove his daughter to school. Bastian who had just walked out of the room saw that scene. Kaget .. is certain. Dion suddenly changed in an instant.
"Hopefully my son can forget his sadness" Bastian said.
On the way to school, Delilah never stopped telling her about her activities during this month. Hearing the story of Delilah, Dion recalled his memories with Dila.
"At hand. Do you want Papa to take you to the front of the gate?" ask Dion.
Delilah nodded, "No. Let Delilah come down here." One kiss the girl gave to Dion, then got out of the car.
"This morning he looked happy. I'm guilty of ignoring it" Dion murmured.
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Changes do happen, but visiting Dila's grave every day remains an activity not to be missed. After taking Delilah to school, Dion will go to the office. At lunchtime, the man will visit the tomb to give flowers and prayers.
That night Dion would spend time with his daughter, then write according to what he liked. The smile that always emanated from his lips was very hard to see. Even so, it was already good enough than in the early days of Dion losing Dila.
"Is Papa going to the tomb today?" ask Delilah.
Dion nodded, "Yes .. It's Sunday. Papa's leaving in the morning."
"Yes, go. Pick orchid flowers," said Dion.
Delilah rushed to pick the orchid flowers that were in the garden behind their house. If the flowers on the back of the house run out, then Dion will buy flowers from the outside.
"The orchid still has three flowering pots. The others are finished. Looks like I have to be diligent in gardening on the weekend," muttered Delilah.
"Delilahh! Are you done picking it?" ask Dion.
"Already," replied the girl who rushed over to her papa. "Let's go."
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"Why did he leak his car tires?"
"What's up, Miss?" ask the man who cleaned the grave that the woman rented.
"The car is leaking. I have to wait for the repairman to come here." The woman's eyes looked at Dion and Delilah who were still in the tomb. "Sir, why is it that every time I come here, that man is always there? Does he go to the tomb every day?"
The cleaner saw Dion. "Oh, indeed Mr. Dion is here every day. His wife just died. I also clean his wife's grave every day."
The woman nodded, "Looks like he loves his wife very much."
Dion and Delilah finished praying for Dila there.
"Mama is calm there. Delilah and Papa will be fine" he said.
Dion rubbed the top of his daughter's head. "Mama's been quiet in there, honey. Now we go home, yuk!"
Both of them came out of the tomb. Delilah's eyes looked at a woman of Anna's age in distress as the woman's car tire leaked.
"And Aunt's car leaked?" delilah.
The woman smiled. "Yes .... "
"Do you have spare tires?" ask Dion.
"Yes .. I have, but I can't put it up."
"Let me help you" said Dion.
"I'm very grateful that you're willing." The woman opened the trunk, and Dion took the spare tire. Fortunately, in his own car, Dion always carries tire changing equipment.
Thirty minutes Dion finished changing the tires. He put the leaking tire into the trunk, then cleaned up the equipment.
"It's over" said Dion, "you can go home."
"Thank you very much, sir. My name is Ardila. You can call me Dila."
"Together Miss Ar. I'm sorry then." Dion called his daughter who was sheltering under a tree. "Delilah .. Let's go home."
Delilah waved to the woman, then got into the car. Dion started the engine, then passed from there.
"God! The man ... smile just don't."
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"Pa ... the name of the aunt was the same as the mother," said Delilah.
"The name is the same. No, not" replied Dion.
"Looks like he's good. We exchanged mobile numbers. The aunt said she had a salon." Delilah did have a conversation with Ardila when Dion changed the tire of the car. "The aunt went to the tomb because her husband was dead. He said it was two years ago."
"Delilah .. Do you want to be a journalist? People's lifetimes are wondering" Dion said.
Delilah scowled, "Kan, that aunt told you."
Seriate.