TRUE LOVE For MAYA
BLACK UMBRELLA

Take the food box that has arrived in the send from the restaurant as a sahur meal menu. Where everyone is gathered to eat together in a room that has been available sofa as a facility prepared hospital for the family Sutan Lingga.

"Eat yes, Bang.." Mother Rossa feeds the Linga, to fill her stomach, considering that tomorrow will undergo the first fast.

"Three mouthfuls are okay, Bang.. You can't be sick." Mother Rossa persuaded her son to fill his stomach with rice.

"Maya has not eaten Mother." said Lingga lirih.

"Maya will be sad if you know your brother like this.. Physical brother must be healthy, in order to keep Maya. Eat a little?" Mother Rossa thrust a mouthful of rice into the mouth of the Linga.

Finally Lingga opened his mouth, right said the Mother. It cannot be weak, anything else is sick. He will keep Maya 24 hours.physical must be strong and healthy.

"Later if Maya has recovered, will Mother cook vegetables sour, sambal terasi and salted fish jambal Maya favorite. Maya will definitely eat a lot."

Mother Rossa spoke with a heart that was actually very bitter. As a mother, it was hard to swallow rice. Even all who are here, eat in a forced state. They all need to keep the energy.

"Eat a lot of Ri.." Daeng reminded

"It's full Daeng.." He saw that Dina only finished half the rice.

"Say Indo, the rice will cry if it is not spent.." Lexsus seduces, smiles sweetly, as sweet as sugar. Until Dina could not look at him, her heart was still upset because her WA who did not get an answer, afraid of melting was not strong for her.

"Biarin.. Tell me who's a cry." Dina spoke with a frown.

"Ceeeileehhh sedep actually dahh again kasmaran.. Teruuusss.. Why, Neng?? Asik saw it.." Lendra who was sitting not far from the couple was teasing. The man tried to melt the atmosphere..

"Whispering..!"

"Whispering..!"

Said Lexsus and Dina together.. Welcomed laughter from Lendra and Roby who just arrived before sahur.

Lexsus picked up the phone when his men who picked up Umi contacted him.

"Yes.." Lexus heard what was said.

"Get to the 5th floor.." The man hung up the phone, put it in his pocket.

"Sir, Umi has arrived.." Lexsus reports to the Linga.

Sipping water white. The phallus ends its eating. He will welcome the arrival of his mother-in-law and her two younger siblings. Linga is ready to accept, if Umi Wanda is angry and disappointed in him. As a husband, he had neglected to look after Maya. Mother Rossa rubbed the back of the Linga, Rossa understood very well what her son was thinking.

"All will be well, Bang.." Mother Rossa gave a peaceful smile to the son.

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Umi cries in the embrace of Linga after knowing the real situation. The woman did not stop saying Istiqhfar.. He could not hold back his tears.. There's nothing to say. She is devastated by the condition of her unconscious daughter and the loss of her baby.

Hunch's right.. Maya is not okay.. Maya is unconscious and severely injured.

"I'm sorry Lingga Umi.. Forgive Linga.. Lingga has neglected to take care of Umi's favorite daughter.." Lingga spoke by holding tightly Umi Wanda just as he hugged Mother Rossa.

"Lingga is ready to get punishment from Umi. Linga ready.. As long as you don't ask Linga to leave Maya." Lingga's voice rang out.

"Lingga loves your daughter Umi very much..

Umi's granddaughter is hot, he is very handsome Umi.." even though only a black and white photo of the results of the USG is done by Dr. Arum before giving the injection. But the face of the son was already etched clearly.

Unraveling the embrace of Linga.. Umi turned around to hug Rossa who was also moved to shed tears..

"I'm sorry for our family" Rossa said.

"Don't apologize, Dik Rossa.. Consider this a disaster that will make our family better."

"When will you be buried?" Decomposing the embrace, Umi asked.

"This morning, about 7. The funeral is being prepared.." Mother Rossa guided Umi Wanda to sit on the sofa by giving a glass of water.

"I'm sorry Brother. So, Mada.." The phallus embraces the two teenagers simultaneously.

"We're sorry, too, Bang.. We were disappointed in my brother. We were angry with my brother.." Mada spoke with sobbing, followed by Maka who spoke. "We miss Maya Tea so much.. We love Maya Tea so much."

"Yes.. My brother misses him a lot.. Very…."

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Leaving Maya in the recovery room with strict guard. Linga with family and the closest people immediately glided to the cemetery finished morning stoning reverberated, finished doing the duty.. The phallus will do his last duty as a father. Buried the son properly.

This morning the weather looked cloudy.. The horizon is sorry.. The bright light in the morning dimmed, not as bright and bright as usual.

Cloudy clouds cover the universe.. As if preparing to drop a huge tear.. A form of expression from nature that represents the heart of a man dressed in black with a heart struggling with sadness.

Little Rinkat accompanied the departure of my dear son.. Candidate of the baby named and written on the tombstone SUTAN MAGADA HANUNGGARA.. Which means brave man.

The man put the body is still very small with a very small shape, in the moist soil.. Linga is taught according to Islamic procedures.

"Go, Honey.. Go my son.. Your place is more beautiful than the world.."

Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don't fight them – it will create sadness. Let reality come true. Let everything flow naturally forward in whatever way God does.

Embrace your sorrow because there your soul will grow. No one is truly dead, the lost will always be in the heart.. Death is a reminder to live life to the fullest.

Little by little the ground began to close the small hole. The final resting place of the beloved son. The phallus has released.. Take it off with a smile and a thread of prayer..

This is best. Lingga believes, his son will return.. God will send it again in the next birth.. And he will wait for her..

A sprinkling of flowers spread over the mound of earth.. The last honor has been completed along with the accompanying prayer..

One by one, footsteps left the cemetery.. Only a lingga is still kongkong.. Looking at the tombstone.. With a slow word.

"Pipi will be back with Mimi to see you... My boy.."

Black umbrella Lingga plug above the navel.. As a shade from the swift rain that falls soaking the ground of rest.. I hope my son will not be cold.. Warming too..

Letting go at first is hard to do. But with understanding all will be more calming.. To achieve what we want, we sometimes have to give up comfort…

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