Om Pamungkas
heavy

The sky was overcast, not a single hint of sunlight entering making the atmosphere more like an afternoon before magrib than in the morning.

Ratih could see her husband's pale face, her eyes were blank, her mouth tightly clenched, she said,

his molars were full of holding something back.

The higher body than the others was forced to duck a little along the way,

everyone had forbidden him to carry his father's body because the burden would be heavier if he ducked the same as others, but somehow he insisted on taking his father's body to his last home.

Either his heart suddenly knocks or how God moves his heart.

With a loan from Rusdi, the t-shirt he wore last night without changing, also his barefooted feet, he said,

he walked with a little pace quickly equated with the others, although his feet stepped with certainty but no one knows how the contents of his heart ultimate, how broken his feelings, disappointment seemed to run aground by the departure of Grace.

Ratih who walked behind the pallbearers could only occasionally stare at her husband's pale feet and her husband's back from a distance.

" That's the only child Grace, eh. kasian mi, just also met Grace is gone.." there was a voice of a mother mother talking behind Ratih,

" at least they've met." one of the mothers said,

Then after that the atmosphere returned silent, replaced by the voices of the pallbearers.

Trained down, again watching her husband's feet filled with soil, her heart aches.

After the funeral is finished drizzle arrive down, at the beginning with a small rain then suddenly become heavy.

The sound of rain was so loud, as some of the roofs of the houses were made of zinc, noisy.. Making the people who were sitting on the wooden floor of the stilt house quiet and bowed.

His father's house was full of neighbors and relatives, they spoke of how shocked they were at the passing of Grace when he had been ill for a long time.

Everyone said that he was waiting for his only son to say goodbye.

Ratih who heard all the talk was unable to withstand the sadness, he said to rest following her husband at home om Rusdi.

Train down the wooden stairs with a heart, then a little run when he stepped on the ground, he avoided the rain and water that began to pool on the terrace.

After entering, she could not find her husband in the living room or in the living room.

Practice walking through the bed and closing the wide-open windows as rainwater begins to drench the curtains and the floor.

Silently, Ratih looked at her husband while sighing deeply, there was nothing she could say to her husband, whether what he felt Ratih did not know right, either, it is certain that his heart is broken, heartache, disappointment and loss that arrives finally feel unable to train please.

This happened so quickly, shortly after the truth was revealed, why his father treated him so cruelly, instead of in relief.. Even the loss.

What makes Ratih worried is precisely the residence of her husband, not a single tear that dripped from the corner of her husband's eyes,

Finally silent silent silence when all the family wailing cry, he did not speak at all even though many tried to express sadness about the departure of his father to him.

It was just like an empty shell that could crack if touched carelessly for now.

After a long time Ratih looked at her husband, suddenly his legs moved slightly.

Ratih knew her husband was not really sleeping, Ratih knew her husband was tired, but of course it is not easy to sleep with a messy feeling. Ahhe.. Ratih may not be able to bear the burden of this kind of feeling if he is in the ultimate position.

Thinking coach..

It is possible that her husband tried to run away from distant relatives who from morning turns to meet her husband, meeting the only descendants of the late Grace that they have not seen for decades.

Ratih approached, touching her husband's cold feet,

" Eating a little yes mas. from yesterday has not eaten right.." said Ratih slow and heart, heart,

" hemm, no.." turns out the ultimate answer, ' hemm,

" later if hungry I find my own food." added Pamungkas with a heavy voice.

A day passed, after returning to his father's grave alone Pamungkas decided to go home this afternoon as well, making all relatives disappointed, why Pamungkas did not stay longer with them.

" I have to work," that's just the short answer when asked why he returned so quickly after his father's death.

Ratih can only obey, he knows.. The lam here, the more tight her husband's chest becomes.

Memories that make someone arrive suddenly mute and poignant, centered in this place.