The Boy for the Widow
Planning something ...

They arrive at Lyra's residence at the same time as the ambulance is still on. All the citizens came to pay their last respects to Dony, and gave strength to Kesy who was still crying over the Papa.

Lyra's face still looks puffy, welcoming some of her relatives who came to change. Of course, accompanied by Zul who always stood beside his wife to accompany him.

But Lyra removed Zul's arms from her shoulder, because of the anger that still left a little annoyance to the man who is her husband's status now.

Zul just shook his head, moved to find a seat so as not to aggravate the atmosphere that was still grieving at the suggestion of the mother.

However, when Lyra turned to look at Zul who was talking to his housing residents, feeling guilty in his heart. She hates the young man anyway, but there is a point Zul did to her to avoid her grief.

The night was getting late, the atmosphere still looked crowded. Co-workers, the hospital, and people who know Lyra come and go to give comfort to Kesy, the beloved daughter of two people who have separated in divorce.

Now Lyra and Dony are completely separated for good, without having to argue anymore for custody and property.

Lyra was sitting in the corner of the room hugging Kesy like a widow whose husband died.

Zul who saw the scene, carrying Kesy's body to immediately rest in Lyra's room, which he had not occupied for a long time, was certainly followed by his wife's steps from behind.

One amazing sight for Lyra, seeing the entire room looks neat, without changing the previous position. Bed linen room that smelled the smell of clothes softener, making the beautiful woman even more hit.

Lyra curled up on the edge of the bed, crying out.

"It is better that I part with him alive, yet be able to see his existence, than to part dead like this! I'll never see her again!" lyra's cry can be heard clearly by Zul.

Zul, who heard his wife's words, chose to sit beside Lyra.

"If you keep this up, how will Kesy be strong. I know you lost Dony, Lyra! But appreciate me! I'm your husband, Dony's just an ex! Please let him go, this is the way," said Zul gently rubbed his wife's back, holding her tightly.

Lyra was still crying over Dony's sudden departure. Even he saw the floor of the room that looked clean without dust sticking.

"However he is, it's very hard for me to forget him, Zul!" lyra's crying was heard again.

Zul took a deep breath, "I can be honest?" tanyanya slow.

Lyra nodded.

"I feel like I'm not appreciated right now. As if Dony's cause of death was because of me. I just want to be kind to you and your past, baby. Please ... Appreciate me. Be strong for Kesy! Dony's calm, he's clear and we know where the grave is. We are the only ones alive, we don't know where death will take us. I love you, Lyra! Now that you rest, I will welcome the other guests. Remember Lyra, what we are doing now is as a human being who has to save the body like the teachings of our religion" explained Zul at length.

Lyra nodded, gently rubbing her husband's chest, rising up to the bed to accompany Kesy the only princess.

How can an ex still hope to return when he has separated from three talaq, from a husband who never appreciates the feelings of a wife.

Zul enveloped Kesy's wife, gently kissed the woman's head, and passed out of a not-so-great room.

Zul does his job as a man in charge until the morning. The atmosphere was quiet, there was only a nuclear family who still accompanied Dony's body to do the funeral that morning.

The mood of grief was again felt when Kesy, out of the room in black clothes and black shawl approached the corpse of the Papa.

Kesy sat next to Dony's body, looking at the cotton-covered pale face around his nose, rubbing the cold body before being covered with cloth.

"Ma ... Today is the last day to see Papa's face. Although Papa has been taken by God, Kesy will always bring Papa to Berlin. Maybe next month we'll move abroad leaving Papa. Kesy promised to always make a pilgrimage to Papa's grave if he came back here. Come straight into Kesy's dream every night, Pa ... To treat Kesy's longing one day," Kesy cried with tears.

Kesy hugged Dony's body covered in a shroud, before the family covered Dony's body with some rituals that they would perform at exactly 08:00 local time.

Riche and Rita could not help but hold back their tears of sadness, without saying hello to Lyra who was sitting next to Kesy.

The family covered Dony's face, after getting the last kiss from Kesy on Lyra and Zul's permission.

Tears never dried up from the seven-year-old girl who already understood the adult world because she often heard the commotion from the mother all this time.

Lyra hugs tightly onto Kesy's body, who sees their loved ones for the last time.

Ambulance had been waiting at Lyra's residence, to carry Dony's body to his final resting place.

The mood of grief grew, as Nela held Lyra's arm before the beautiful woman entered the car that was driving her husband Zul.

Nela could only say, "I'm sorry, Lyra! Again I'm sorry!"

Lyra looked at Sakul who was standing behind his wife, "Thank you .." he said entering the car without making small talk.

All the residents of the housing can only say sorry and say sorry to Lyra. The only short answer can be the beautiful woman, 'thank you' without any other sentence.

They left Lyra's residence, headed for the funeral. Of course by trying to toughen up the woman who was always accompanied by her new husband was only able to see the funeral process Dony.

Tears still flowed down Lyra and Kesy's faces, as the yellow ground covered the thin body for good.

Kesy placed the first rose on the tombstone bearing the name of the Papa 'Dony'.

"Sleep well, Pa! God, take care of Papa for Kesy! Honestly Kesy missed Papa just to have lunch together," Kesy's cry was heard again as Oma Eni and Oma Lince approached him.

"It's a pity .." hugged Lince to his favorite grandson.

Meanwhile, Boy and Ahmad also contributed when the relatives who helped deliver Dony's body.

However, not for Rita and Riche who are planning something to take action to avenge their heartache on her former sister-in-law, Lyra.

"We should be able to take the house into our hands, because I heard that lady is moving to Berlin. Aaagh ... The richer he is, asshole ...!" rita whispers to Riche, who is about to return to the detention cell for a premeditated murder case.

Riche snorted, glancing at Lyra with a sharp look, "Just calm down, Brother! I'll do something .." she replied.

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