
A pair of white shoe-lined feet stood in front of the closed fence of the house. The owner is Akhmar. His eyes were fixed on the door of the house.
Not expecting if it turns out that longing is firmly attached to his heart. Missing the house, missing everything there is.
For some reason, Akhmar's heart was moved to step there. Found that house.
Adzan isya's voice has just finished.
Akhmar pushed the gate open, crossing the security guard who appeared to be praying in the guard. His steps continued to move until he reached the terrace.
His sister said that he had to see his father. Whether it was because of the words he had read from Aiza, or indeed his heart was moved there by itself. What is clear, after reading Aiza's writing, his heart felt numb, then appeared a very longing for the house, until now his feet were in front of the door of his papa's room.
There was the sound of Adam reading the letter of Al Fatihah in a melodious voice, standing as a prayer priest. Aldan is behind him, and Roni the housekeeper who is also a teacher. There was also Desi, akhmar.
Why does the woman still faithfully occupy the house? why doesn't he just leave? Akhmar is so sick.
A few seconds Akhmar's eyes looked at the beautiful sight before his eyes. And the sweet voice of the papa that shook the heart, made Akhmar move towards the restroom to take ablution water. He then stood by Aldan's side, lifted up the takbir and followed the prayer.
There was something wet flowing in Akhmar's heart as he followed the prayer movement. The verses that are recited sound shahdu and cool the heart.
"Allahu Akbar!" Adam prostrate.
The four men behind followed the priest, prostrating.
Long in the prostration position, inaudible sound takbir to rise towards the final tahiyyat.
Kening Akhmar to pain due to prostration for too long.
Could Adam have been praying? But why that long?
Akhmar's beads glanced next to him as he realized Aldan was moving on a crawl forward.
Curious, Akhmar raised his head, looking at Aldan who shook his back. Adam's body collapsed to the side when hit by Aldan's hand shake.
With tears falling down, Aldan sat down at the priest's side, then continued the prayer ritual, replacing Adam as priest. Saying takbir and sitting final shit.
After greeting, Aldan immediately grabbed the body of Adam lying next to the prayer mat.
Desi looked panicked.
I don't know why Akhmar's body froze. Stiff as a board, motionless watching his father lying limp with his eyes closed.
Oh, my God, should I see you at this time? When my dad is not okay? Or is this the last meeting?
***
Aldan looked frustrated and panicked at the door of the room where Adam was brought in by several sisters pushing the bed.
"Astaghfirullah.O Allah.." Aldan repeatedly uttered istighfar, takbir and other remembrances.
Akhmar looked at his brother's anxiety in silence.
His shadow floated on the scene as Adam lay on the side of the prayer mat with his eyes tightly closed. Akhmar's eye beads continued to point to his papa's face at the time. Not even breaking up until the greeting.
Desi didn't come to the hospital. The woman is waiting for the house along with Roni.
"Akhmar, thank you for coming. You came at the right time." Aldan patted his sister's shoulder.
Akhmar stared at the anxious look on his brother's face. Her brother's eyes were dewy.
"Mas is worried about papa. The end of this papa nge drop. I've always been watching the medicine so as not to be late, but papa's condition is really bad." Aldan closed his eyes, then his hands raised to rub his wet eyes.
Akhmar remained silent. Don't know what to say. It does not have much vocabulary to be able to calm down, or reveal the same sadness. Enough with silence. Yeah, quiet.
"Mar, papa must have been hit. Papa's sad." Aldan said softly.
"Well, have you ever asked me, right?" lirih Akhmar.
Aldan did not answer. This indicates that Akhmar's question does not need to be answered, because it is the fact that Adam did not mention Akhmar's name again since Akhmar left home.
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