The Journey of Love Habibah..
Grief tidings

Hate..?

It seems not the hate that Habibah used to feel on Zelly, but just the feeling of dislike. Not liking doesn't mean hate, right?

Day by day felt passed by very long felt by Zelly and Habibah. Ever since Zelly had no news in a few days, Habibah's heart began to feel uneasy. There was a growing worry in his heart, even some questions arose in his mind.

Has he changed his mind?

Was he in trouble until he couldn't get word?

Is she okay, she's not sick anymore?

And some other questions that he could not answer at all.

While Zelly increasingly felt the novelty of holding back how missed he was to his future wife. He so often vent his frustration on Zacky who became his assistant.

If miss ya stay come to his house or call the person can, why should the urgency like this boss?

Then I was the target again, anything wrong and wrong.

If you don't remember he's my boss, I've been lecturing him. Unfortunately he is also my boss, fearing that he will become confused, then he will even fire I will be able to menggir😔😔.

Such is the grumbling of Zacky every time Zelly vented his frustration on Zacky just because of missed that is not delivered 😂😂.

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In three days, Habibah's wedding day will take place. At home Habibah is already crowded with mothers who help (rewang said Javanese 😁). There are also fathers who put a tent in the courtyard of his house which is quite spacious.

Drtts.. Drtts.. Drtts...

There was the vibration of mobile phones on the dining table in the kitchen, which was faintly heard by some mothers who were working in the kitchen while chatting here and there.

The vibration of Habibah mobile phone was heard several times, until there was a mother who spoke.

" Mba Habibah, that's his phone from earlier nggget-nggetter.. Someone called his kayak.." said the mother to Habibah who was engrossed with vegetables that were being cut into pieces.

" Oh, yes, Mom.. Thank you." replied Habibah as she got out of her seat and grabbed her phone.

" Assalamu'alaykum." said Habibah as soon as the flat object was placed on the side of his ear.

" Aalaykumussalam.. Habibah, it's me Rina .. I just wanted to let you know that mom died at dawn. Mama died at home, so this morning around 10 in her grave. If you can come yes." a voice sounded from the end of the phone while sobbing.

" Innalilahi wa Inna ilaihi Rooji..! Mom why sister, is mom sick? Why is no one telling the same story? Where is mas Qodir? " unconscious Habibah spoke with half a shout.

" Yes, my mom is sick. My mom has been sick for two years. Mama often asks you when to come, because she wants to see you. After hearing that your husband died, my mom started to moody. We also do not know what causes mama turned into a gloomy so. But we think if the mama was the same thought you continue, mama's death until it hurts so much.

I've tried calling to no you this, just he said it was also in there that is also not good. He said we had just had an accident and lost your baby, so we couldn't bother you with the news of your mother's illness.

But just so you know, the week before mom died. He always said that you and your son would come. Until every day mama always sat on the porch of the house from morning to Dzuhur just to wait for you aja, even after the prayers of ashar until before the Maghrib was so.

I sometimes can't believe that you can forget that you and Qodir are divorced. Because everyone passed by the front of the house and asked Mama if mama was what was sitting on the porch during that time, you know what mama answered? Mama says... I'm waiting for my son, my grandson's son, to come home. I'll wait here, they'll come soon..

But unfortunately, until mama dies to her wish to meet you and your child is not delivered.. So, can you come Bibah..?"

" But brother...." Habibah could not finish the sentence he wanted to say. Three days later he would get married, but now his mother-in-law died. Habibah really doesn't know what to do. Even now habibah is no longer able to support his own body weight after hearing the words of his brother-in-law earlier. Now Habibah is sitting in the corner of the table where he put his phone.

Everything in the kitchen instantly became silent. They did not hear clearly what the person at the other end of the cellular connection said, but they knew what Habibah and the caller were talking about at this time.

Habibah could only cry without a sound, his body instantly suffocated like no energy left in his body. Even just to continue to hold the phone he was not able to, he was not able to, because the phone is now lying sweet beside his body even though the person on the other end of the phone is still not ending his call.

" Why are you sitting there Bibah?" ask sister Nia. Even Nia was astonished to see the kitchen become silent now.

Everyone in the kitchen could only look at each other as soon as they heard the question.

While Habibah was still silent with tears that were still flowing soaking both of his stye cheeks.

" Mama has gone, sis, mama has gone...😭😭😭" said Habibah still with his voice that is now starting to speak.

" Mama's gone? Went where? Mama's not going anywhere Bibah, mama's in front..." Nia looked confused by what her sister said.

" Mama Masurai is gone, mama Masurai kak.." but Nia still did not understand the meaning of Habibah's words.

" I mean died mba Nia.." one of his neighbors in the kitchen chimed in.

" Died..? When?" Nia was surprised to hear that.

" So dawn brother.. "

" Yes, let's go to your room first. Don't njogrog in that corner.. Let's get up." said Nia as she grabbed her sister's arm to get up from her seat.

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" Can't bibah, we can't go there now. Even if we go there now, we still won't have time to watch the funeral. From here to there it takes 4 hours instead of 4 minutes.. We will be there on the seventh day, if we go now what about your wedding? Want time to delay? You see for yourself that our neighbor has already begun to work on your wedding preparations. Don't make our family the gossip of the dear dong.." Sumarni's mother advised her son to postpone his desire to go to the funeral of his mother-in-law.

Habibah just silently heard the advice of his mother, but the face of sadness was so clearly visible on his face. Not only was the sadness painted on his face, but also the deep guilt was clearly displayed there as well.

*mama..

Forgive Bibah ma..

Bibah is not there when you need a bibah.

No bibah during my mother's last days.

Mamma...

Forgive the mother who has forgotten her.

Had Bibah remembered and called my mother early, we might still have met .

And my mother also knew that she was sick..

But ..

Unfortunately, I forgot my mom..

Bibah has never called my mother since Bibah healed at that time.

my mother cares so much about my bibah.

Mamma...

Forgive Bibah ma..😭😭😭*.

Habibah really did not expect if he had to receive news at times like this is not just simple news that he received, but the sad news of people who are very important to him.

" Assalamu'alaykum.." there was a foreign voice in the doorway of Habibah's room.

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