Tsunami Wedding
71. Funeral home

"So he died? Yes!" the joyful cheer of a rotten woman from her hiding place.

Yep! Adelia was still around there, she had already changed her clothes. He also wears a mask so no one can recognize him. What a cunning woman, even she is very totality in doing something.

Elsewhere, everyone is in mourning. The poor woman had been the victim of the sin committed by Malik. Actually it's not Malik who's guilty of this. But it is he who is the source of the problem.

Home likes are also being prepared by complex mothers. None of them did not participate. They also prepared for the arrival of the bodies they loved.

khadijah's departure was so quick, no one even thought it would happen. Khadija is a good man, they are witnesses of his life.

Now that the bodies have been on the way to his house, Bu Maimunah and Mr. Rojali are in a different ambulance because Ms. Maimunah uses an infusion, her condition is also very weak.

Riska is currently in front of her mother's corpse. He hugged Khadijah while crying. "Wake, Mother! Don't stay Riska. Whose risk would it be if Mamak left? Up, Mom!" Riska continued to invite her mother to talk, hoping that she would listen to him and then open her eyes for him.

Malik, who was also in the same ambulance, could not bear to see his daughter. "This is Dad, son!"

"Revelation! Don't touch Riska!" reject Risk directly.

For a while, this was his last time to have the princess talk. Keeping his distance was probably the right decision to restore the heart of the baby, he knew his mistake was fatal. The magnitude of the small family's heartache on him is indeed unforgivable.

An hour later they reached home, all welcoming Khadijah with cries as if not believing this would happen, Khadijah would leave them for good.

Now Khadijah will be taken to his final resting place, Malik supporting the coffins of his beloved wife. Tears are pouring out there. Actually he was very weak, but he had to stay strong for the sake of his beloved wife. 'Dijah, forgive Brother ..' Inner Malik.

All the pillars of Fardu kifayah have been implemented perfectly. The mourners have also returned to the funeral home. Some of them went straight home.

While Malik is currently sitting in front of a tombstone, lamenting the woman who has been around for almost twenty years.

"Well! Forgive Brother ... You know your mistakes will not be forgiven. By Allah, you have no intention of hurting you." Malik stroked Khadijah's tombstone, telling of the incident where Adelia trapped him.

"Why did you leave us, Jah? Riska was angry with Abang, she did not want to talk to Abang. What should you do, Jah? How'd it go?"

"Abang is not ready yet, Jah! There are still a lot of things to do for our little family. Brother wants you to know, Brother has changed, Jah."

Malik continued to stroke the tombstone, occasionally hugging his tombstone. He even fell asleep on the wet ground.

The sudden surge of rainwater could wake Malik up at this time. Now that his body was soaking wet, he came home limp. As soon as he got to the door, he fell to the floor causing everyone to panic except Riska.

Though in front of him the father fell, but he chose to go to the room without caring for his father. While Malik directly lifted the other fathers into his room. Yeah, this is how his life is. The rice has turned into porridge. If it's gone, how do we fix it?