
In the burrow, Pak Juki and Mang Asim seem a little difficult to reach the tataban board, both of them can not see the plane board at all because of glare by the light coming out from inside. Just by relying on instinct, Pak Juki's feet try to fumble the next tataban board.
After feeling sure his feet felt the next tataban board immediately, Juki squatted down to look
slit as a handle to be able to lift it back. With a little difficulty the third board finally succeeded in opening Juki sir and Mang Asim!
“Receive this mang!” exclaim Mr. Juki while trying to see the position of his partner above.
Pak Juki and Mang Asim raised the tataban board to the top trying to be stretched and directed at his partner with great difficulty. Mang Sapri who was the closest position tried to reach the board that was stretched out by Juki and Mang Asim with his right hand, while his left hand held the glare from the beam of light that grabbed his eyes.
“Ya pa Juki, mang Asim, take off the board! I have already held it!” reply mang Sapri assisted his friend
named mang Darno.
As soon as the white light came out from inside the burrow it grew bigger and wider. The bias of the radiant light sticking straight up the sky streaked straight through the black clouds that clustered above the sky to be able to illuminate the surroundings. Not to lose everyone's amazement and horror, in a moment they all smelled a very fragrant smell.
“God's mom!”
“Subhanallah!”
“Astagfirullahal azim!”
Various kinds of screeches were heard from people who increasingly came to the site of excavation of the tomb of his son Kosim. There was a sense of amazement, there was fear and anxiety mixed into one looking at the phenomenon that was happening before their own eyes.
“Come sir Juki, mang Asim quickly open the tataban board everything, let's hurry!” mahmud exclaims to wake everyone who is confused amazed and horrified.
“Iy, yes kang Mahmud!” sahut pak Juki and mang Asim in unison.
Now there are 2 more tataban boards left that still cover the body of his son Kosim. Footrest conditions in the burrow was getting a little and limited so that forced mang Asim had to come out of the burrow and only Pak Juki who was below.
The brightness of the increasingly large light makes Mr. Juki must close his eyes tightly. In the same way using instinct, Pak Juki's feet again fumbled the next tataban board. After it is felt to have gotten the position of his fingers to hold, immediately Pak Juki raised the board.
“Receive this mang!” exclaim Mr. Juki while holding out a tataban board with both hands.
The 4th tataban board was successfully lifted by Mr. Juki and immediately extended upwards. And then it was also a tinge
the white light grew increasingly out of the burrow.
The three colleagues of Juki sir who were above also immediately tried to reach the tataban board that was issued by Juki sir. This time, the board from Juki's sir caught faster. The smell of fragrant as fragrant sandalwood increasingly loudly smelled by everyone, especially Mr. Juki and the community who stood around the grave Dede.
The dazzling white light grew increasingly radiating and sticking up like exhaust fumes from the spacecraft's thrusters. The light was perpendicular to the sky and pierced through the cloudy clouds with a gray color until it illuminated and showed thick globular clumps.
Mahmud, Mr. Wira and the officers from the police and medical team also could not see the situation around the cemetery. They also felt the glare of the radiance that was sticking out from within the burrow. But strangely, although the light shone bright and dazzling, did not make the air around the tomb to be hot. Even the light is still as it was before the light.
“The package is one more board! come Juki sir quickly open the papa!” mahmud exclaims trying to see into the hole by blocking the bias of light with the palm of the hand.
“iya kang Mahmud!” sahut pak Juki's.
“Receive this mang!” exclaim mr. Juki.
Along with the last tataban board lifted, immediately a white light shone completely from the body
the tiny one at the bottom of the burrow. Mr. Juki rushed to grab the edge of the excavation ground and immediately went up while still keeping his eyes closed.
“Subhanallah.. walhamdulillah.. wala’ ilaha ilallah...” Mumbled Pak Juki stunned to feel the first incident.
Muttering Pak juki who said the toyibah sentence was then joined by Mahmud repeating muttering Pak Juki. Shortly afterwards Mr. Wira also said it with a voice from the police officer until finally the remembrance was widespread without anyone commanding.
“Subhanallah.. walhamdulillah.. wala’ ilaha ilallah...”.
“Subhanallah.. walhamdulillah.. wala’ ilaha ilallah...”.
“Subhanallah.. walhamdulillah.. wala’ ilaha ilallah...”.
“Subhanallah.. walhamdulillah.. wala’ ilaha ilallah...”.
All the people who came to the cemetery dig Dede also spontaneously mumbled the remembrance. At first heard the word of remembrance is slow, but
long –elast the sound of remembrance is heard increasingly clear and widespread. The sound of choir dhikr blaring above the cemetery instantly makes the atmosphere can evoke the feathers of Rome all over the body.
“How next kang Mahmud?!” ask Pak Juki between the sounds of remembrance that echoed over the cemetery area.
At once Mahmud awoke from his senses with a fickle echo that sounded like a choir voiced by hundreds of people. Mahmud quickly stepped slowly and his heart approached
to the edge of the burrow with squinting eyes while blocking the light that came out from inside the burrow with the palm of his hand.
“Let me down Juki sir,” replied Mahmud.
“I led kang..” sergeant Pak Juki directly held Mahmud's left hand carrying a plastic crisp containing Dede's clothes and then led him to the edge of the burrow.
The sound of remembrance still continues to be heard throughout the cemetery. Anyone who is in that place will be
he felt the creeps all over his body. For a moment the atmosphere felt mystical!
Mahmud started down the burrow by holding Juki's hand and keeping his eyes tight. In his heart, Mahmud ceaselessly recited following the sound of remembrance blaring above him. Mahmud set foot slowly looking for a foothold at the bottom of the pit so as not to step on Dede's body.
After successfully resting in the pit, Mahmud slowly crouched down. With both hands Mahmud fumbled the wall of the ground in the position of the legs of the body. Mahmud tried to hold the body in front of him.
Shroud!
Mahmud's hand felt the touch of the shroud. Mahmud continued fumbling for the knot of ties on the shroud to open. Shortly thereafter Mahmud was able to remove the rope that had previously been loosened at the time of burial.
The straps on the legs have been removed Mahmud, Mahmud's hands continue to creep up looking for a rope in the middle.** CONNECTED