
Geet sprinkled flowers over Huza's tomb while sobbing.
Afran also sprinkled flowers while staring at a gravestone bearing the name Huza Adrian.
"Lo can calm down now, Huza. I must have lived well. And take care of the woman we love. Thank you for your heart, brother." He rubbed the headstone.
"You can calm down, Huza. Afran will always be with me. Also you. Thank you for the priceless experience you gave me. You taught me to fly, taught me to enjoy every moment I had left, taught me happiness is simple. Because right, I have a right to be happy. Now I'm braver, against anyone who acts unfairly. Don't worry anymore." Geet wiped his tears and rubbed Huza's headstone.
Afran helped Geet stand up while hugging his shoulders. "Now we meet the sisters of the orphanage."
Geet nodded and looked at Huza's tomb.
"Let's make another pilgrimage here." Afran rubbed Geet's heavy-looking shoulders to go.
"Yes Fran. I have to be sincere."
"Must dong. If not, then Huza. He can't calm down if you're not sincere."
Geet smile. Afran's smile was so shady and charming just like Huza's.
The two of them left the funeral park and headed to the location where the brothers lived.
As soon as he arrived, Geet was a bit confused as Afran took him away from the crowd.
"Is it sure this is the place, Fran?" Geet is not sure to see the rickety hut almost collapsed under the bridge.
"Yes sure. Huza said that when he was listening to the sisters, he told them to wait here. And Huza said to me, until now they are still waiting for him. We have to tell Huza that he's dead so that they don't dissolve into the sadness of waiting again." Afran took Geet's hand.
Once in the hut, there were five teenagers. Sharing makeshift food, only rice and soy sauce.
Afran and Geet listened to their conversation.
"Sorry Kak Dudi with Kak Ayu huh? The money from selling cardboard and plastic bottles is just enough to buy sly rice and soy sauce a pack. This is also Ayu's sister only cook half, half again for dinner tonight."
"Yes not pa-pa. Brother Huza said, we should always be grateful."
"When we can cram at the red light to help Kak Ayu and Kak Dudi."
"Don't. Dio, Uwi, same Jaka can't go to the streets. You'll be kidnapped again like before. Let Kak Ayu and Kak Dudi work because we are the oldest."
"Sister, Brother Huza when is it coming? We've been here a long time, Huza didn't come either."
All were instantly silent, looking down, staring at the tin plate containing a little rice mixed with soy sauce.
Conditions that make Geet and Afran teriris once.
"Getishalight." Answer them in unison, and they roar at the door.
"Who?"
"Sister Huza, isn't he?"
Geet and Afran look at each other, sorry to see the sisters of the orphanage who are so thin are malnourished after five years of survival waiting for Huza.
They are already a dozen years old.
As soon as Geet and Afran explained their arrival intent, they wanted to tell Huza that he was dead, and all of them were sobbing.
"Kak Huza promised to buy Dio a bicycle if Dio was already as tall as Kak Dudi. But why Huza...??" Thirteen-year-old Dio sobbed so lost.
"Sister Huza said he would follow us and go to the concert hall together. In fact Kak Ayu has been hard-earned to make costumes for us to become Kak Huza supporters in the grand final.." Thirteen-year-old Uwi, closest to Huza, sobbed in the arms of seventeen-year-old Ayu.
"Who are these brothers? How do you know us?" Ask Jaka.
"We're Huza's friends. And... Huza advised all the sisters to declare Huza's departure. So Huza can rest in peace." Clearly Geet made cries of everything coming to a halt, only a stifled sobbing was heard.
"From now on, we'll be your guardians. As Huza request. We'll both pay for your school and your education. Be successful, and help the hard. That must be what Huza expected of all of you." The word Afran made everyone speechless.
"Kak Huza's goal is to join the competition to get the prize money, Kak. For our tuition fee," Ayu said.
"What are you waiting for then? We're getting out of here. Brother will buy you five houses to stay in. And you will continue school as Huza hoped."
Everyone looked at each other, confused. Their eyes are alert.
Afran and Geet understand for sure they are traumatized once kidnapped and afraid of being fooled again.
"Now it is better to take you to Huza's tomb, how? So you can believe." Afran took something out of his pocket. "This is proof we're not fraudsters."
Everyone was surprised to see Huza ID card.
"Credible now? We just want to help."
Eventually all complied, following Afran and Geet.
Afran smiled with relief. Huza, I will not worry you, I will continue your struggle for the sisters of the home that so lo dear to this, you believe in me, the mind.
He held his throbbing heart so comfortably, a sign Huza was happy.
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