The Return of the Queen of the Blue Soil
The will of Opa and Oma

The two people who looked haggard were sitting together. Not once separated. They looked at each of their children with a sweet smile on their lips.

While the five children and the queen were busy looking at the little baby who was still reddish just a few hours old.

"Listen to papi, son.."

Grn, deg, deg..

The heart was all beating in rhythm because of hearing that soft and weak voice.

They all stared straight at the two people sitting on the single sofa.

Ppai Lana approached the two and sat down at their feet. Uwak Ira, Mami Annisa, Om Algi. The last mmai Kinara that was in front of them all.

All the children and their mothers surrounded them at their feet.

"Don't fuss.. My mom is not pa-pa. We're healthy, you know." so gladly.

But so weak. Malda who could not hold back the tears hugged Satria again and shed those tears in the recesses of her neck.

Opa Gilang chuckled to see Malda and Satria hugging tightly like that. "Old Opa and Oma and don't see brother, now brother is an adult huh? Can you hug your husband in front of all of us?" his God called them all righteousness.

Malda did not answer. It's as hot as a hiccup. Satria could stroke his back gently to reduce the sobbing. Still is.

Not Malda. Satria, Papi Ali and Mami Kinara were even worse. The two hugged and sniffled together.

"lah loh's.. Why cry, son? It's like we want to go anyway? Ahhaha.."

The deg!

The throbbing of their hearts all negated the words of Oma Alisa who was currently laughing.

"That's.. Nevermind baby! Speaking of this important thing. Where's files?" he told Oma Alisa who kept laughing.

"Haha... Okay-okay! A minute!" he answered while taking all the files in his bag and he handed them to Opa Gilang who was now staring at the file with a very handsome smile.

Papi Lana who usually always argue and always irritate Opa Gilang, now silent a thousand languages.

So too with Opa Gilang. She smiled more when she saw all her children.

"Papi and mami want to leave all these files for the aklian. Take care and manage well. Each of you five we've split flat."

The deg!

The five pairs of eyes stared in surprise at the two middle-aged people of different ages.

They all nodded with their chests starting to tighten.

"For Brother Ira.. You are the oldest of all your brothers. Be a mother to your sister. Always denounce their guilt.

Bang Lana's.. You are the oldest of your brothers. You should be able to protect all your sisters. Be it in a bad way or whatever it is.

Bang Tama's? Why so far away? Mak wants to talk about it." he said to Papi Tma who is now walking gontai and resting at the foot of Oma Alisa.

Oma Alisa rubbed the black mane that already looked white one by one there.

"Remember.."

"Yes Mak.." jawanb Ppai tama with his head bent at the knee of Oma Alisa who covered the pink robe.

"You're the oldest of your sisters. If Ira becomes your sister's mother, then you become a father to all of them in your place. Papi Gilang."

Papi Tama nodded, still looking down. Oam Alisa smiled again. It was beautiful with that pink hijab.

"you must be a father to them all. You also have to take care of the treasure. Bang Raga, Bang Ali, Sis Maura and Tiara. The three of you are also involved in this matter. Throw them all together to lead you to the Paradise of Allah. Age no one knows. That's why we take care of all this. We both handed over all these files for you to manage together.

For you Annisa!"

"Yes, mother." Answer Mami Annisa.

"You have twins who are different characters. One is down from the nature of the mother. And the other one is down from your nature. Remember that? You and Tama must be able to make wise decisions if one day they cause problems in your family,. Understood?"

Mami Annisa nodded. "Eyeah Mak." she answered still with a bow.

"And you're Bang Lana!"

"Yes Mak." Answer gently

"Hopefully, you listen to what your brother, Tama, said. Because he's the one we're replacing Ppai with when we're gone."

The deg!

"Mr.."

"Mommy.." Wept them all down.

The son and daughter-in-law cried together to hear Oma Alisa's words.