Neglected Loyalty
Until we meet again

Now the children are beginning to understand what happened to their father. Saf cried hysterically to see the body of Dad who always hugged and massaged him when he slept was gone. Zia could only hug Saf tightly as Saf started lamenting her father.

"Sa..sayang.lucky Saf can't do that, son. I am happy, I have returned to God. I'm calm there, baby. Saf, remind everyone to go back to Allah, son?" Zia's tears can no longer drip it feels dry but the heart is increasingly sliced to see the condition of her child.what can Zia do while she also needs strength.

" Look at Daddy ma, I don't wake up anymore. Dad ninggalin Saf. Who wants to massage Saf's feet again? Who hugged Saf to sleep ma.....?" Isak Saf's.

"Son, listen to mama son. God doesn't like his people to wail, we can see you back in heaven, son. Saf's task is now a lot of prayer, salary and prayer. Remind the child, the prayer of the child sholeh unbroken prayer. Titip misses Saf to Allah son. Let God say miss it, dear.." Zia tried to give understanding to Saf.

Aif just sat quietly in Bu Camat's lap. He knew his father was gone, his father had returned to God, but what could a 5-year-old feel? they only feel loss and cry when something feels long lost in his eyes.

Saf has begun to be able to relieve his cries even though his eyes remain fixated with the body of the father who was stiffened.

And all did not escape the man's sight...

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

Camat sir really understands the situation, lucky he borrowed Zia's phone. Mr. Camat quickly contacted the Zia family so that once they got home all the neighbors and the Zia family had gathered there.

Mr. Camat's car was behind the ambulance. Hospital staff were very quick to respond in providing ambulances and making death warrants so that Zia and the others did not have long to wait.

Zia immediately got down from the ambulance to the gate of a simple house painted in light green. Hearing the ambulance sirens all who gathered in front of Zia's house immediately stood up. Likewise with Mama and Zia's father who had been there they immediately embraced Zia saying a word of patience to give strength to Zia.

A simple 6×6-sized house is already open with the walls dominating the blue color mixed with pink showing the joy and warmth that dwells there, her children's favorite color but the color is now as if grim following the mood of the owner.

When the house is opened, residents quickly help clean the house, expand the living room, prepare a mattress and others that have been provided by the midwife.

The stammering chant of the holy verse Zia read to her husband waiting for the moment to be bathed in Farhan's body.

When the midwife may instruct that the mayit can be bathed. Zia moved her head down next to Farhan's bed. Zia held Farhan's hand behind the cloth covering her body. Very cold, as cold as Zia days later without a warm embrace in her sleep.

Zia didn't expect the first one to come back. Zia will bathe the mas for the last time. This last Zia can bathe a mas, pamper a mas.." Zia's tears almost fell down right away she removed. He didn't want to make Farhan feel hard leaving him in mortality on his own.

Farhan's body, aided by men, was taken to the bathhouse. She was ready to bathe her husband.

"This face is always a smile even though behind sadness only to not want to make his wife and child sad. God always give me your light in my husband's face." Zia said as she touched her husband's face.

"This hand that tirelessly bears the burden of earning a living and provides compassionate protection to us. Give Thy love O God to my husband." murmured Zia while pouring Farhan's hand.

"This head who always thinks of our happiness even though it must withstand all her wishes and the heat of the sun. Give happiness to Your end, O Allah, and protect it from the scorching heat of hell." Zia said back while rubbing the darling of her husband's hair.

"This ear that is always faithful to hear our complaints even though we are tired has not stopped. Whisper to my husband, O God, that you wait and give the best place by Your side." Zia continued to verkata while rubbing the body of her husband who could not reply to her words anymore.

"These feet that never tire of supporting everything that happens become our pillar every time. Ridhoilah O Allah whatever the husband of the servant has done in Your good way. Make it easy for him to pass through the bridge shirolotol mustaqim" Zia tried to hold back her tears while continuing to say even though she had begun to be impressed in speaking until Zia finished bathing Farhan.

The midwife immediately cleaned Farhan dressed in the last clothes only a white cloth wrapped in the body with nothing else to bring besides the charity that had been collected in the world.

The body was ready to say goodbye to the family, Zia approached Farhan's body. removed the tears that were still wet cheeked. so as not to be exposed to Farhan. kissed Farhan for the last time.

" See you back in Jannah Allah mas." The whisper of Zia in Farhan's ear.

Saf and Aif kissed their very dear and reverent father one last time.

Saf looks sad but Aif can only see why everyone is crying? maybe it's his little inner content.

The bodies were taken away after being sholated. Zia and the children did not come for fear of lamenting who was about to leave. Zia was also unable to see Farhan enter the grave. He simply continued to read the Quran while praying inwardly for the kindness of Farhan there