TITISAN MARANTI'S
GRIEFS

Half an hour later an ambulance arrived at a convenience store that was open twenty-four hours.

“Mas Nur, I want to buy cigarettes first, yes?” said Mr. Sanusi while parking the vehicle on the side of the road.

Without waiting for an answer from Nur Rahman, the man immediately crossed the street because his convenience store was across the street. Nur Rahman then peered towards the rearview mirror. Mr. Ibnu also stopped his vehicle right behind the ambulance. Nizwar got out of the car and crossed the road. It can be guessed that his friend must have been told to buy syrup to prevent colds by Mr. Ibnu. Nur Rahman smiled to himself imagining Mr. Ibn who could not stand the night wind.

“Duh, my feet are gatel once!” peek Nur Rahman while looking down to scratch his leg which is most likely bitten by a mosquito.

By the time Nur Rahman scratched his leg, he felt the air in the room become congested. The young man's feeling instantly was not palatable for a moment. The young man's eyes caught a strange sight next to him. He saw a pair of feet behind the wheel. It indicated that the seat next to him that was originally empty had been filled by someone. Nur Rahman believes that Mr. Sanusi has still not returned from the convenience store. And the young man was also convinced that there could be no one who could enter the room without making the slightest sound. The young man's blood flowed quickly as he recognized the pants worn by someone now sitting behind the wheel. Those pants were exactly with the pants that were on the black crackle. With a feeling of fear mixed with curiosity, the young man slowly raised his head and carefully observed the face of someone who was suddenly sitting next to him.

“Hh ...” Nur Rahman snorted very strongly and was prepared with the worst possible outcome.

The young man was sure that the one sitting next to him at that time was the spirit of Rendi. Although he was actually getting used to the presence of the spirit of Rendi, but after hearing the story of Mr. Sanusi earlier, the misgivings in the young man's heart reappeared.

Tok Tok Tok

“Mas Nur, please open the door!” Mr. Sanusi tapped on the windshield from outside.

“Eh, yes Sir!” sahut Nur Rahman is happy because Mr. Sanusi is back.

Chequek!

Mr. Sanusi also continued driving while occasionally smoking his favorite cigarette.

“Why is it so, Mas Nur?” ask Mr. Sanusi.

“Nothing, Sir! Just a little rage,” Nur Rahman replied lying.

“Nothing is ngusilin, right?” asked Mr. Sanusi while looking at him for a second.

“Ngusilin?” Nur Rahman questioned Mr. Sanusi's remarks.

“The friends I have been with in this ambulance car on average claim to have been disturbed by some sort of mystical thing so,” said Mr. Sanusi while frowning his forehead.

“Hm ... None, Sir!” nur Rahman's answer is still lying.

He did not want to tell the man that he had just been bullied by Rendi's spirit. He did not want it to bring slander to his friend.

A few minutes later they arrived in the courtyard of the house of Rendi. His mother Rendi and her two sisters were waiting in front of the house accompanied by neighbors. Nur Rahman saw his wife Captain Suhermanto still there.

His mother Rendi was held by his wife Captain Suhermanto to be able to walk towards the back of the ambulance. Mr. Sanusi and Nur Rahman got out of the car and walked towards the inside of the car. Mr. Sanusi immediately pulled out a special gurney from the ambulance. Both Rendi's sister and her mother immediately opened the head covering of Rendi to ascertain whether it was Rendi's body or not. Nur Rahman also opened the upper pocong rope so that the Rendi family could be sure that the body was indeed Rendi.

“Mother ... Adik-Adik .. This Rendi has been purified earlier. I'm gonna open his face for a second, okay? After that the pocong rope will be installed again,” Nur Rahman's message to Rendi's mother and two sisters.

Not waiting for an answer from them, Nur Rahman opened the top pocong rope and opened the cotton covering some sensory organs on his face.

“Rendiiiiiiii .. Why did you leave mom, son?” hysterical strangling her mother Rendi while hugging her favorite child.

“Mas Rendiiiiiii .. Don't stay with us, Mas!” yells and cries of both Rendi's sisters while hugging her brother's body.

All of Rendi's neighbors were moved to witness the event. They did not expect that the backbone of the family would die first leaving his elderly mother and her two young siblings. After it was felt enough Nur Rahman also reassembled cotton and pocong rope his friend's corpse. He tried to strengthen himself at that time, but finally he was not able to stem his tears. His two best friend's sisters were filled with sadness. In the heart of the young man tried to guess what wisdom was being prepared by God for the family of Rendi for the departure of his best friend who was the only backbone of his family.

“Sabar yes, Doni .. Patience yes, Alya ..” Nur Rahman said on the sidelines of his sobbing.

All three of Nur Rahman's co-workers and Captain Suhermanto's wife also cried watching the incident.

After that, Rendi's body was laid on her own bed which was deliberately moved to the living room by the neighbors. The neighbors also alternately read letters yasin around Rendi's body. At about seven in the morning, Rendi's body was taken to the cemetery to be buried. Sadness still envelops the heart and feelings of Rendi's family and friends.

Before returning home, Nur Rahman and his three best friends gave some money to his mother Rendi.

“Bu, forgive us four of us who can not keep Rendi well, yes?” nur Rahman told his mother Rendi.

“No, Nur! This is Rendi's hand line. This is no one's fault,” replied his mother Rendi who already looks more robust than before.

“Thank you very much, Mom. Pray for us always, Mom. We promise to help the needs of mother, Doni, and Alya for the future,” said Mr. Ibnu.

“Thank you, Ibn. Sorry if all this time Rendi had the same fault as Ibnu,” said his mother Rendi.

“No, Mom. Rendi is a friend and also a good employee. He has nothing wrong with us,” replied Mr. Ibnu.

They also came home with escorted by his mother Rendi and his two younger siblings who are engrossed in playing lato-lato. From inside the car, Nur Rahman looked at the two sisters who were slightly treated for sadness after getting a gift from her late brother. Nur Rahman took out the receipt of the purchase from his pocket.

“Rendi, I have to learn to make your departure so that you can rest in peace,” muttered Nur Rahman while observing the address and phone number on the purchase receipt.

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