
Holy kept trying to wake her lifeless husband, she was very sad and wished it was just a nightmare for her. "Mas Zufar, wake up! Don't worry me," she said slowly as the sound choked as a result of holding back her cries.
Doni's assistant opened the door with an expression that could not be described, even though the man had just had a conversation with her. But already closed died, accidentally his tears trickled considering the kindness of the man. He walked over to the hijab-wearing woman, and stood next to her. Still watching, how the lifeless body lay on the bed. "Why did you leave so soon, sir. Is this your only fight? Weak basic. Wouldn't you be so angry if I said that? So get up and fight me." He said, rubbing both eyes that looked watery, he knew if all that would not return as usual, just pouring out what he felt in the heart.
Saints could not accept that her husband was gone, she raised her head when the confidant from Zufar was too late to come. "Why did you come when he was gone?" he asked with a dazed face.
"Sorry, there's a little trouble on the way." Revealing Doni's assistant bowing his head, he deeply regretted not being there in the final moments of his superior.
Suci did not understand the words of Doni's assistant, feelings that were so broken and heartbroken. Twice she felt in the same month, the loss of her future baby and also her husband whom she loved so much. It cannot be described how his heart is today, there is no one who can calm him, other than the rabb, the creator of the universe. "Mas, don't leave me. Please wake up!"
"Master is gone, please allow the deceased to feel calm."
Saints immediately rubbed his eyes. "You don't know, what if it's in my position. Saying it is so easy, but to live it is quite difficult for me. You know for yourself, how I fought together with your master."
"I know how to be abandoned by a loved one, this is already arranged by God, he is the one who knows the death of a person." Said Doni who tried to give understanding to the woman who had been abandoned by her husband. However, he also lost the figure of a man who contributed in his life.
Saints are sitting drooping, because the legs that feel very limp like boneless. He doesn't know how to live the next life after Zufar's death. A feeling that could not be expressed through words, it was so difficult for him to forget this incident. "O Allah, my Lord, give the servant strength and also fortitude. Give sincerity in the heart for the departure of the servant's husband, Aamiin ya robbal alamin." He prays inwardly, and tries to recapitulate all the trials given receive with a spacious chest.
In the morning, Suci could not get away from the body of the husband and did not want to move. The blank and straight-forward gaze, no zest for life made the people who had arrived so pitying looking at the fate of the white-hooded girl who was less fortunate.
Tears began to dry up, there was nothing left, the good memories of yesterday turned out to be his last moment with Zufar. She had not expected, if the departure from her husband was so quick, it felt like the world was so cruel to her. "What was my fault, so God always tested me?" his murmur still sounded helpless.
Tini was very sad about the departure of her eldest son, not thinking that if zufar first faced the khalik rather than himself, sadness could be felt all over the house. He quickly hugged his son-in-law, and gave her strength to be more added with all the trials that befall.
"Ma, Zufar left me!" holy Shrines without shedding any more tears.
Tini understood how broken her son-in-law's heart was, giving a warm hug to calm Saints down and rubbing shoulders. "Pay me dear, Mama knows this will not be easy, but we must accept the will of Allah subhanahu wa ta'ala. Don't let yourself get lost in grief, strengthen yourself!"
"Am I a fucking carrier? All the people I love leave me." There was no spirit to live looking at the corpse that was already covered with shroud, staring at that pale face wistfully.
Tini continued to look at the daughter-in-law's face, looking at the blank stare and also excited.His cries broke out seeing the helplessness of Saints, deeply concerned by what befell her daughter-in-law. "That's a pity for you, son. May Allah reward him with immeasurable happiness, I pray that my Holy daughter-in-law may forget this toughest day." He murmured in his heart, while shedding tears that were held in his eyes.