Sharing Love: The First Wife's Pilu Story
Visit to the tomb

Damn, maybe that's a good word for Arum and Sesil. Intention to enjoy his day off with Sabrina runs aground when an unexpected calamity comes suddenly. The motor they were riding broke down.  And worse must be far from the settlement of residents.

The leaves that fell in the wind also laughed seeing the two who could only lament their fate under the banyan tree by the road.  Arum could only smile bitterly.

"The fate of being poor is so great" grumbled Arum. 

The girl continued to throw her motorbike matic with pebbles. 

Sesil only held back a laugh and occasionally stared at the screen of his phone. The day was getting late, it was certain that his promise with Sabrina had been canceled, the sun slap had started to sting through the pores. But Sesil and Arum had not yet found a way out to be free.

"Where is this, Sil? Still a long way away, I don't feel like my legs are moving." 

Arum clucked, stomping his stiff legs.

"If I had known it would be like this, sleep at home" said Sesil, who was no less irritated. 

Arum continued to shake his hand, the heat was getting bigger, especially the hijab he was wearing was too wide to make his head feel engulfed. 

"Rump,"

Sesil patted his back. 

"What?"

Sesil continued to spread his gaze towards the back. 

"It turns out behind these walls is a tomb. Why did I just wake up?"

Sesil moved from his seat to a writing beside the entrance. 

Arum just scrunched his forehead, he did not care, who was pacing in his brain at this time how he could bring his motorbike to the workshop quickly. 

"We're getting out of here yuk!"

Sesil holds both of his motor drives. 

"You why? Scared?"

Sesil took a deep breath and then looked. 

"No, pamali." 

Forced Arum to be stunned and push back his iron horse. 

"Stop!" exclaimed Arum when he saw a luxury car that was very familiar stopped in front of the door of the tomb. 

"That's like Randu's car." 

Sesil and Arum stopped his steps, his eyes fixed on the car that stopped a few meters away from him. 

True to Arum's guess, Randu who was dressed very neatly and all white was out of his car. The man carried a basket of flowers and approached the old man carrying a broom, clearly Randu gave some money before entering the tomb. 

"About Mr. Randu would like to visit whose tomb?"

Arum only shrugged his shoulders, because he did not know the identity of his boss who was very closed in front of his employees. 

"We'll see yuk!" Sesil was curious and returned to lead his motorbike and parked it behind Randu's car. 

Sesil and Arum peeked behind the gate, at the back of Randu who continued to step towards the center of the tomb.

Until arriving at a tomb in the middle, Randu crouched and sprinkled flowers. 

Sesil and Arum looked at each other and then refocused on Randu from a distance. 

"Maybe the grave of his parents."

"Hmmm" replied Sesil. 

Some years already Randu can only vent his longing through a prayer, sharing grievances beside the mound of land, so he always confided with his mother when he was in chaos. 

"Now I can't fulfill Mom's wishes, but I promise next year I'll give you what you ask for" said Randu with teary eyes. 

After being satisfied to confide, said his heart, Randu seemed to raise his hand. After finishing, Randu turned to the tomb beside him, as he had done earlier, the man sowed flowers and prayed. 

After Randu turned his body away from the tomb, Sesil and Arum shifted his body to nothing. 

"Where are we hiding?"

Both are confused and confused to find which place. 

Crazy, Arum is like a thief who is almost caught red-handed, scary.

"That's it." 

"Hopefully Mr. Randu does not see us, it can be chaotic" Arum whispered. 

Arum chose to immerse his face in the back of Sesil when Randu approached his car, both of them looked safe. The proof is that Randu directly got into the car and drove. 

"Alhamdulillah…"

Sesil patted his chest, it felt very relieved when Randu's car had reached the end of the road.

Sesil and Arum came back to the bike.

"Sir" said Arum kindly. 

The vulnerable man stopped his activities and stared fixedly at Arum. 

"Do you know the man who came here?"  ask Arum. 

"Famous, his name is mas Randu, he comes here once a week to visit the graves of his mother and father."

Arum only mangosteen mangosteen understand. There was a sense of admiration when listening to the words of the father who was in front of him. Didn't think that Randu was a sholeh man. 

"He also often gave money to the father." 

Even the man showed me some of the money that Randu gave him. 

"Why indeed?" ask the father again. 

Arum only smiled thinly while scratching the nape of his neck, while Sesil remained waiting near his motorbike. 

"Sorry sir, disrupt. Do I know where Mr. Randu's parents' grave is?"

Arum's eyes went around every neatly lined tomb. 

With swiftness the father drove Arum to the tomb of Randu's parents. 

"This is her tomb, Ning. I'm sorry you still have a lot of work, so you can't accompany me, Ning." 

Arum cupped his hands together and thanked him. 

Arum stared at the two gravestones lined up in turn.

Kazuhiro, Handoko. 

Arrived Arum shed tears, it turns out behind the haughty attitude of Randu was like himself who already did not have both parents. 

Sesil who felt bored was forced to follow Arum and pray for the body behind the mound of land.

Just as the two finished chanting the prayer, the sound of Deheman came through the eardrum, and the source of the sound was right behind him. 

Arum and Sesil could only guess and look at each other.

Like a male voice, did you come here? inner Sesil.

The eyes of the two looked at each other and did not want to take their eyes off. 

I think this is Mr. Randu, how could he be here? didn't he already leave?

Bismillah

Arum and Sesil stood together, if Sesil rounded his eyes while staring at the man who was sculpting behind him, not for Arum. The girl lowered her head. 

"What are you guys here for?" ask Randu to investigate, "You're following me?" coined. 

Sesil and Arum shook their heads slowly. 

It was the president, Sesil grumbled in his heart. 

"Then?"

"Our motor is on strike, sir." replied Arum briefly. 

"If it's over, you better go."

Arum and Sesil leave Randu who is still sculpting beside his mother's grave. 

"Thank you" cried Randu without turning his head.

Arum and Sesil stopped their steps. It was like a shower of cold water under the hot sun, so cool to listen to. 

"I think he's a rock that can't say thank you" Sesil's great-granddaughter exasperated. However, you can still hear Randu clearly.