The Colorful Work World
Ch 132 Father 2

“..” I woke up and saw the roof of my room. I saw next door, Arip was still sleeping in his typical sleeping position, curled up like a cat.

As my life began to gather, I began to pull out my hand and I felt pain all over my body.

“So, the one yesterday was not a dream”

I was hoping that this morning was a dream. He was completely healed and had just returned home this morning. But in reality, he is no longer with us. Too bad I haven't been able to make one of my parents happy and haven't given him a grandchild yet.

Waking up from sleep, I went to the bathroom and took ablution there. Then I went to worship as usual. Then I went to my sister's room and my mother's room to wake them up to the dawn prayer as well. After that I immediately took a shower and immediately said goodbye to go to the place of Mbah.

My mother said, from the morning, many people had come to see the father's body for the last time. He will be buried at around 9 a.m. That's why so many people are starting to come.

I felt the freshness of the morning and how cold the sunless day had not yet shown its form. How surprised I was when I got to the abyss, many people came to pray for him. It was so good that I saw this situation. Even though you think you're a grumpy, grumpy man. But it turns out quite a lot of people who respect and wish him the best.

Seeing them in droves praying for my father, I also did the same thing and taught in front of his body. I kept doing this until it was time to ask Farhan for a change because I wanted to rest for a while. After this, there will be a lot of activities. Starting from leaving to the cemetery, praying the corpse, then to bury the corpse of the father back to earth as a final resting place. I have to prepare my stamina for the activity.

I just got into the house, not even sitting down. I heard my phone shake.

“Who is this the phone?”

I took my phone out of my pants pocket and then I saw that mom had called.

“Halo ma'am, what's up?”

“Ray, that's fast your sisters who are still leha-leha told to get ready immediately. In a moment the corpse car of the father will come.”

“Hah? how fast? not one more hour?”

Mother told me because in front of the house there was a vaccine event. In order to avoid the crowd, it was decided that the corpse would depart much sooner. Then later it will be salted in the mushola near the bedeng. Hearing this, I immediately told Lamda and Yana to get ready after I hung up from mom.

“Good..Looks like I should call Bude Weni”

I'll call Bude Weni immediately. Because as I recall, he also wanted to accompany the father to the tomb. The phone just dialed when I called for the second time.

“What's Ray?”

“Bude, this turned out to be leaving for the tomb. Can't go home right now go together. All of you later we show you the way to mausoleum.”

“Yang right!? Ok, Bude immediately there” Bude Weni said before hanging up the phone.

We told Bude it was still an hour before he left for the tomb. Due to an emergency, you have to leave early.

No need to wait long. A few minutes later, I saw that Pakde Tarno's car had arrived. Seeing that our vehicle had arrived, I along with my mother and other siblings were also getting ready to get into the car. Arip did not come with us because he was already with the group going to MUshola.

We all got in the car and started walking towards the cemetery. From our home, it took us at least 5 minutes to get there. Fortunately the road to the tomb is not too jammed like in big cities. Traffic smoothly jaya. But there was a lack, the road to the tomb was quite narrow so we had enough trouble finding parking if using a car.

At the end of the day, we parked at a place far from the cemetery. The rest of the journey we had to go on foot.

“True here the place?” Ask Pakde Tarno while looking around.

“Betul pack De, out of here just walk.”

I, Lamda, Yana, Bude Weni, Pakde Tarno, and my mother got out of the car. We started our way to where my father's body would be buried. Our trip was through small talk because the distance was quite far from the car park.

Arriving at the grave, I saw that there was already a grave for my father to occupy his nanit. Unlike my mother, my father was free from covids so he would be buried in the usual way. Not wearing a coffin like a covid procedure. I looked inside and I felt sad because this was my father's last resting place. We must also remember, in the end, we will all return to the ground when the time has come.

A few minutes later, the body was finally seen being carried by the group. They had all just performed the funeral prayer at the mushola, then they went to this place. When they were seen, I also prepared to take a position not far from the grave. Because later, I'm going down there with Arip.

While carrying the body, there was a motorcade that said many prayers while walking towards the grave. When they arrived, they lowered the body slowly and began to open the body cover until the father only had the shroud left.

When all was opened, my whole family had no power to hold back the tears. Now he was like a pocong, his face was pale and his eyes were closed. The body is also covered with cotton. When the body is ready to be put in. One of the tomb officials invited the family to start putting the body inside.

“Which family? there any? his son father xxx?”

‘There, present!”

“One more who?”

“Hadir”

Arip and I went straight to enter the tomb We were accompanied by one of the tomb officers to bring myat the father into the grave. Slowly, I went down the edge of the hole and finally got to the bottom.

The hole is quite deep, about nearly two meters high. Seen from my head alone is still a bit far from the ground. When all was ready, slowly the corpse was lowered down. Then the three of us at the bottom began to take over and slowly put in the prepared father.

My position is in the middle so that in front of me is the body of the father. When the body has entered. All of us who were below took off the pocong rope one by one. Then we arranged the position of the corpse so that his right cheek touched the ground. After everything was done, I moved the position towards the head to give the adhan and also the iqamah in the ears of the father.

“Allahuakbar..Allahuakbar” I began to echo the Adhan while trying to hold back tears from spilling over. I heard from the brothers in the bag all gave me the spirit to stay strong and complete this adhan and iqamah.

Beres echoed the Adhan and Iqamah. The prepared wooden boards began to be lowered one by one. This wood is used to close the hole where the father is currently. After the position of the wood has been appropriate. Officers on top of the grave began to reinsert the soil into the grave.

Those of us who are still inside are of course splashes of soil that start to cover the hole again. When the soil has covered all the wood, then we who are below go to the top to return to the surface. After reaching the top, I again saw how the father's tomb began to form from the hole that had been. Become a mound of earth like any other grave.

*Connected*