The Heart of Old Menjakaka
319. Impossibly
"Deg-degan why?" Nissa opened her sunglasses. Then noticed Tian's face sweating a lot, let alone in the forehead area. Quickly he picked up a few pieces of tissue in the bag, then wiped them.
"I don't know, you know," Tian replied with teary eyes. "I feel sorry for Tina too. I don't think I'm a good father to him." His eyes looked straight ahead. Exactly where those people work.
"You're a good father, even a very good one." Nissa extended her hand towards the back of Tian's hand. Then hold it tightly. "After everything is done, you will definitely be relieved, Yang. And Tina should have been moved. Let him be close to his family. Aye, right?"
"Yes." Yeah." Tian nodded weakly while smiling slightly. When it comes to his son, Tian feels like he is the most beautiful human being in the world.
Nissa turned to the right side, there was her driver standing there. "Sir, please buy mango juice for my husband, look for it at a cafe nearby here."
"Good, Mom." The man in the green shirt nodded, then walked away.
"Thank you, yes, Yang. You're so considerate. Though I am not thirsty yet" Tian said with a hand stroking his wife's left cheek.
"Together, my dear."
After 30 minutes passed, one of the gravediggers quickly walked up to the two of them. The sweat on his face seemed to be flowing.
"Sorry Mr. Tian, my friends and I have dug the grave of your son deep enough, but his body was not found" he said.
Tian and Nissa went out at the same time. The two of them stood up and stepped quickly towards the tomb.
"Can't be found? How's the business?" tanya Tian was astonished. His body suddenly felt trembling.
"The problem is, not only the body is not there, sir," said the gravedigger who was in the tomb Tina. "But the shroud and the board to cover the body are also not there" he explained.
Tian watched Tina's tomb from above. Curious, he finally took off his suit and gave it to Nissa. While rolling up the sleeves of his cream-colored shirt, he slowly went down there. Want to make sure for yourself.
"Let's dig even deeper, sir. It may be another soil hoard," Tian said. Then grab the hoe held by one of the gravediggers.
"But it's deep" replied the gravedigger who told Tian and Nissa earlier. He stepped over. "Usually if the baby's grave is not buried too deep, sir."
"Try it again. My son's body isn't there? Impossible," said Tian. Immediately, he jerked the hoe into the red ground, then began to dig it again. Two grave diggers helped him.
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"That's it, enough, sir!" One of the gravediggers held Tian's hand to stomp back his hoe. "It's been very deep, sir."
"Try again, my son has not met," Tian said. His chest was rumbling and his tears were flowing down his cheeks. Although it was forbidden, in fact he still dug the tomb.
"This is the reason I want to make a well, not dig a grave," muttered another grave digger, who whispered into his friend's ear.
His friend nodded, then he looked up. Even to get out of the tomb hole they seem to need a wooden ladder, because it is already like a well inside.
'I can't, Tina's body doesn't exist? It's so strange, ' Inner Nissa. As if something was strange according to him. He also noticed around some of the tombs, then stepped in search of care for the tomb there.
Previously they would have wanted to dismantle Tian's tomb and he had already allowed it. Perhaps, it would be better for Nissa to ask, who knew that the tomb guard could help her.
"Sir, sorry to interrupt" said Nissa who stood in front of a small wooden house in the corner of the tomb. Near the gate too.
Then he turned his head and stood up when he saw Nissa step closer.
"What's up, Mom?"
"I'd like to ask Tina's late grave, sir. Some gravediggers and my husband dug the tomb deep, but why wasn't the body found, huh? Not even the shroud and the cover board?" ask Nissa wonder.
The man in the white shop suddenly rounded his eyes, he looked surprised to hear what Nissa said. "Times, anyway, Mom?"
In a hurry, he ran towards Tina's grave. Nissa also followed him. Seen Tian was still the spirit of digging the grave, but while crying.
"Not seen yet, sir?" ask the white man.
"Not yet." Who answered one of the gravediggers.
"Sir Tian, stop digging his grave. Later could-can landslide," reprimanded the man berko.
"Yes, Yang. Stop it," Nissa said.
It was Nissa's turn to ask, Tian had just stopped. Then he lifted his face up. His face was so red and wet. Sweat and tears are mixed together.
"But Tina hasn't met, Yang," she lamented sadly. "Didn't his body have been eaten by worms or other animals, until he was lost?" guess Tian sniffled.
"If it has been eaten, at least the shroud is still intact, Yang. Animals do not wear cloth" said Nissa.
"You all go up, I'll call the gravedigger who buried Tina" the man in the white shop asked. He reached into the pocket of his cocktail to pick up a cell phone, then searched the contact number and immediately made a call.
'Oh Allah, where is Tina?' inner Tian.
"Tell me to come here, sir," Nissa suggested to the man in the shop.
"Yes, Mom." The white-shopped man nodded. And after being picked up from across the street, he immediately asked, "You're busy again, aren't you?"
"This is just sorting out people's macamines. Why, yes, sir?" asked the man who sounded free from across there.
"You and your friend buried Bu Safira's son, right?"
"Yes, Sir. Why the hell?"
"Try you and your friend come here, there's something I want to talk about."
"His grave is broken or what?" tanyanya.
"To here first. Cepet, yes!" tell the white man.
"Yes, sir." The man's answer from across there broke the call.
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