THE UNIVERSE IS FOLLOWING US
CHAPTER 69

As long as the earth is still spinning and we can still breathe, perhaps none of us are ready to lose or get used to suffering. Loss is a word or something that we can avoid as much as possible. Something we don't want to experience.

But what power, man cannot choose what will happen to him. Losing a lover, losing a best friend or losing a close family is never fun. Everything stays the same.

Leaving behind scars on the heart and mind.Death is one of the destiny of God that will be experienced by every living creature including humans.

Losing the first one of course we can still tolerate. We can still make efforts to return to his original self. At least what changes from within can we understand little by little.

Without judgment of course. But what if we have to feel the loss that requires us to accept the fact that we can no longer meet, chat, tell stories or taste the cuisine he made. Deep sorrow and sorrow. Maybe there is no other word.

Praise be to Allah Subhanallahu wa ta’ala, to Him we praise, ask for help and forgiveness. We seek refuge in God from the ugliness of the soul and the evil of works. There is no God (who has the right to be worshipped) but Allah alone who has no allies, and the Prophet Muhammad is His servant and messenger.

Death is the destiny of all beings, human beings or jinn, animals or other creatures, whether male or female, old or young, both healthy and sick people.

“Every soul will feel dead. Verily, on the Day of Resurrection your reward will be made complete. Whoever is cast out of hell and put into heaven is fortunate. The life of that world is nothing but a deceptive pleasure.” (QS. Ali Imran 185).

Juna and his extended family were already standing in the cemetery area. The cemetery is not far from their home.

"You remember, son. In the past, you were the one who opened this land for the funeral of citizens. You said the old burial area was too close to irrigation. Often there is water that stagnates when people will hoard the tomb hole.

Of all the residents here, your papa can be buried" explained Salma.

"Assynolt, pa. This is Juna, pa. Forgive Juna for not being next to papa at the last moment. Juna also apologized if there was an attitude that disappointed papa. Apologize if it can come now." Juna cried hugging the tombstone that read the name "Johan Bramantyo".

"Assalamualaikum, yes. How are you doing? sorry to see again after a few months I also have to continue the factory with Ayu and Tio.

Juna and the rest of the family recited alphatihah to pray for Johan. After that they cleaned the tomb that began to be covered with vines. At the shoots grow small fruitful plants. Juna took one of the fruits. Rohim forbids it because it is considered pamali.

"No, son. It came from your father's body. So the body of your father after two days of death will occur decay, from the process will eventually melt with the soil. Because this soil has substances that help other plant life processes. Therefore no fruit should be taken." said Mr. Rohim.

"Yeah, sir?"

"Yes, kid. So don't take the plant over the grave."

"Sorry, sir." Juna put the little fruit back on the ground of the tomb.

Astaghfirullah hal adzim alladzi la ilaha illa huwal hayyul qoyyumu wa atubu ilaihi." It means: "I ask for forgiveness from Allah the Greatest, whom there is no God but He the Most Alive, the Most Alone, and I repent to Him."

After their pilgrimage, they left the cemetery. Ayu also could not leave the house for long. Remembering the princess, he left it to Mak Wiwit. Afraid of Salsa waking up and fussing.

"Mas Juna, Mama Salma, and the others. I have to go back to the factory still have something to finish." said Tio.

"Can I come?" Juna volunteered.

"Sister Juna Just rest. It hasn't been long."

"Nothing. I'm bored at home."

"Tio, just take Juna to the factory. Let him continue his activities. Juna has to adapt to the factory. You don't cooperate often."

"If he went back to the factory, people would have cheated him. Surely he will be the idol of the citizens again. Why is he always lucky for his life? why am I always number two? Ah, it can't be Tio. Juna is not Johan. Juna never differentiates you. Unlike Johan who always looks at me one eye. But still I'll be back in the shadows."

"Mas," clapping Ayu's shoulders spread her daydream.

"How do you daydream? it's not good to daydream at the tomb." Ayu reprimanded.

"Sorry, sweetheart. Come on, let's go home. I miss Salsa." Tio pulled his wife's arm away from the cemetery.

"Same Salsa is it Mak Wiwit?"

"Same salsa's mother must be." Tio wrapped his hands around his wife's waist. Tio put a kiss on Ayu's forehead. Ayu's face suddenly red.

"Emmmmm... Thio... Ayu.. remember the place." reprimand Salma.

"Yes, brother Ayu. Poor fellow who is far away from his wife. Yeah, it's baby." The clouds also embraced friendly to Naura's waist.

"Wan," the voice of the baritone also rebuked him.

"Tuh, right, mas. You anyway?" Naura joined in reprimanding the man who officially became her husband three days ago.

"And we're newlyweds" said the Clouds.

"You see Dira, the woman you're jealous of is now happy with her real partner. If you were here and saw them, would you still keep your distance from me. What is clear is that I am the true owner of your heart." - Juna.

they walked out of the cemetery. Mr. Halimah and Mr. Rohim, Naura and Awan, Ayu and Tio, while Juna accompanied his mother in the front row.

"Son, do you want to contact Dira?"

"Dira was in a coma for a few days when she found out you died in an accident. He also secluded himself in the surrounding life.

Mama thinks you should meet Dira, solve the problems in your household."

"I'll definitely finish it. But at this time Juna still does not know where to start. Since he left without saying goodbye during a vacation in the village of Bones Bawang. ever since then he has never picked up Juna's phone, ma. Even the Cloud he ignored as well."

"Honestly, my mother is still confused about your problems. Why Dira can be in the village of Bones Onion? why are you in that village too? and strangely you became Rohim's son?"

"Juna doesn't know either, ma. Juna also could not remember what happened until he could live there. Yang Juna knew when they woke up they called me by the name of Sandi.

When Dira came to the village, I was like in a series of stories. I was kind of sucked in with Dira's charm. There Juna realized that I was in love with Dira. Being with Dira Juna is like feeling Dejavu over and over.

Are Sandi and Juna that similar?" again Juna still questioned everything he had experienced.

"Now where's the password? he's the key point of your troubles, son" asked Salma.

"That." Juna pointed towards the Clouds that were joining Naura.

"Let mom talk to him."

Juna held Salma's hand.

"Ma, it's my business and they've got a bright spot. I'm just gonna finish this thing with Dira. I'll explain it to Dira."

Did I ask Juna who came to the study of the Jeng Dewi family?