The Curse of Love

The Curse of Love
Part 20 Meaning of Your Present


Guests who come are still changing even though the body of the mother has been buried at 14:00 this afternoon.


Mas Sofwan forbade me to come to the funeral to see my condition, which was devastated by the passing of my mother.


My mother and father-in-law also came. Sofwan and his father went to the funeral, while my mother-in-law and several other mothers and friends accompanied me at home.


I can be quieter and more sincere now.


Before the burial there was a debate because my brother was not present. But in the end because of my request and my husband, I will finally be buried without waiting for Della's sister.


How to wait for him, his whereabouts we do not know where.


Mothers prepare food for those who come home from the grave.


It feels like just yesterday mom is still with me now she's gone for good.


Tomorrow is Eid al-Adha. Usually year after year we always prepare food for Lebaran, but tonight even tahlilan night for mother.


From the completion of the maghrib prayer, takbir echoes reverberate. Only a few people come to keahlilan because some of them also participate in the mosque.


My mother and father-in-law went home this afternoon. I sat pensively on the front porch while looking at the little children who were milling around while following the sound of takbir.


"Dek.dek.." It was only after Sofwan shook my shoulder that I slowly realized.


"Eat first yuk..from Isya earlier mas see you have not eaten anything, pity our child."


"I'm not hungry." I refused.


"Let's not argue.we eat in the living room only later mas bribe."


"Pregnant mothers should not sit out for nights out like this alone."


"In addition to not good for the health of the mother and baby, it is feared that there are also invisible creatures approaching."


I finally went inside and sat down in the chair. Sofwan entered after locking the door. He went into the kitchen to get me some food.


I don't talk much. My eyes were fixed on the television, but my mind wandered everywhere.


Loneliness.that's how I feel right now. There is usually a place where mothers complain and share stories. Although there is my husband but if he goes to work, of course I will feel lonely again.


"Hayo..dream again.ayo eat first..."


"Tomorrow morning come to the mosque.we pray Ied together?"


"Ikut mas..sepi at home alone, but I don't cook anything mas!"


"If you can't, don't force the deck."


"Today is a very tiring day for us."


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"Mom...mom...I hurriedly ran into the house..what cooking mom?"


"Mom...I wasn't in her room." I went back out of the house.


Mas Sofwan who just parked the motorbike so let out a long sigh.


"Mother, did you go to the deck yesterday.when did you forget?"


I was standing at the door listening to my husband.


"Oh Allah, I forgot.My mother is no more.Will no longer be as loud as I call, where there may be an answer."


My tears are pouring down. Usually after going home to pray Ied I directly sungkem to mother.


Mas Sofwan hugged me who was standing.


"Think yes, so that the journey of the mother does not meet obstacles."


It is hard to say something that has been with us for a long time. But I must realize, Mother is no longer mine. My mother returned to her creator.


"Yes already.now sitting.later the mas who will replace the mother cooking for his beloved wife today...Princess sir?"


"Assalamualaikum."


"Greetings waalaikum...."


Mas Sofwan opened the door to see who was coming.


"His neck there's a bang..he's fine, right? We're worried about thinking about it."


"It's okay it's just a little depressed."


The three of them entered without any more welcome.


""Bumil...How are you today?" Tini.


"We know you can't cook so we'll bring it from home."


Tini put chicken opor and ketupat on the table. Wati brought 4 jars of pastry contents and Tuti put a box containing sponge.


"Thank you guys, you're really good friends."


I hugged them all with a taste of haru.


"We've been friends since we were kids, of course we'll always be there if one of us has a hard time."


"Yes already.we three go home first.Patiently yes Nia..." Wati hugged me back.


"Take Nia.bang Sofwan.you don't have to cook today."


Our neighbors are good. One by one they brought food for both of us. They knew we were still in a mourning mood.


Does sister Della know that the mother who gave birth to her has gone home?


Isn't there a little bit of regret to be back home?


She gave birth and raised him, protected him and always looked after him. Mataikah already felt in my brother's heart. For years, he never gave me any news.


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"Today, I'd like to take care of your death certificate and report to the post office where you take a pension that you're dead."


"Can't you get permission for today, I can't go to the place one by one with angkot mas?"


"No need to deck.mas can take 2 days off because the in-laws died, so mas can take you today."


"Thank you mas.ngga kebayang I have to go up and down angkot in this pregnant state."


"It's impossible to leave you alone on deck."


"This day your father and mother will be busy...You're in that belly don't fuss, baby." Sofwan stroked me and kissed me.


"Don't be nauseous on the way because you know.your mama always vomits every time you travel far."


"That's a lot of the time the message is." I smiled and heard my husband's words.


"Well, you can smile again.has 2 days you are always moody and crying, you will be worried to see your situation."


"I learned to accept the fact that I had to realize that nothing eternal would ever return to its creator."


"It's time I lived without a mother, it's time I had to be independent because there's already you and our future son."


"Thank God if you've already noticed the deck."


"We may be sad.we must have lost a person who had been by our side for a long time, and suddenly there was no longer any presence beside us."


"But we must be able to rise again.don't dissolve deeply into depression and sadness."


"Life is like a deck vehicle.always go forward.not walk backward."


"With or without our loved ones, life will go on endlessly."


"That which has gone cannot return."


"That which has gone will be history and memory in our lives."


"The future will be part of our future."


I nodded my head. "Thank you for the moral support you've always given me."


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