Waiting for First Love to Return
Fighting To Survive

Mother and Rasya also insolve. While Reyhan just stood looking at the figure wrapped in a shroud. Staring at the father who now can not be grasped. All have been taken care of by people who also have dark eyes. Trying hard and sincere with the departure of loved ones. The one who has been the only backstop of life.

"Dad, sorry Reyhan. It's not like Reyhan can't let Dad go. It's not that Reyhan can't accept fate. But why Dad? Why Reyhan couldn't hug you last time. Can't kiss dad like you do every time you go. Not even to see my face can. Why, Dad? Why?" Reyhan sat wailing.

Heard the prayer that was still chanted for the father after being insolated. Alone standing by the door. While outside the people have begun to decrease, not as many as before.

The sky changed color. A torrent of orange filled the horizon. The beautiful twilight was now full of tears. Release the departure of a very meritorious person.

"Dad. Is there anything Reyhan doesn't know? Why do you obey when you're not allowed to come in to see Dad? Was that not Reyhan's father? Is Reyhan's father still alive? But why are you so sure you're the one who left? I didn't see his face." Reyhan protested in his lamentation.

The soldering is done. Everyone just broke up and left the room. And the coffin is ready for the funeral. Mother approached Reyhan who was still sitting against the door. While Rasya walked behind the pusher keranda.

"Related, Rey. We'll take Dad to his resting place." Mother raised Reyhan to stand. Walk in the footsteps of everyone who leads to the funeral.

Reyhan. Walking on Mother's board.

"Rey. Boys should be strong, not whiny. You must be able to protect and protect Mother when there is no father. Don't bother Mother. Boys need to be independent and strong. " Father's voice was ringing, with a soothing face full of smiles. That's dad's advice every time he's going to go looking for money. Reyhan is close to father, while Rasya is more indifferent and does not like to see father. There must be a reason.

Reyhan took a deep breath, letting out slowly. Remove tears slowly. Stand up and walk straight. Boys need to be strong. Repeating father's advice to strengthen him himself. Even though the tears won't stop.

The cemetery is not too far from my father's house. Now it has arrived. Reyhan remained standing a distance away from the burrow. Taking off the hand of the mother who was embracing him, walked closer. Saw a wrapped body being taken down. Silence watching the funeral procession. Until the ground was lowered, Reyhan remained standing by his side. Refusing when pulled people told him to stay away, because it disturbed workers.

Until the delivery began, Reyhan was still standing there. The families and pallbearers (his children) Reyhan still stood at his place.

"Well night, son. Yok home. Wanna wait till whenever Dad won't come back. Ikhlaskan." Persuade Mommy to pat Reyhan's shoulder gently. Tried to take her home, but Reyhan was still reluctant.

Is that sincere? Explain to me how to be sincere? Dad, how can I be sincere? And I don't know what that is.

"Dad.." She nodded with lips. Hugging a tombstone bearing his father's name. Why am I just allowed to hug a tombstone bearing my father's name? His hand rubbed the red soil that was still wet . As if wiping his father's hand. Long enough to enjoy his position, as if in the warm embrace of his father.

"Udah son. Let's go home." Take the mother slowly Reyhan. While Rasya just silence without tears, even though his face is tangled sign he is also not okay.

Reyhan. Walk in tandem out the cemetery that began to be quiet and horrified. Rasya walked in the back like a bodyguard.

Even though the night is late. Reyhan and his brother and mother went home. Mpok Lastri was still waiting for him. All the way home, there was silence and silence. Busy with their own thoughts. While Lastri even sleep snoring.

Reyhan stared at the glass window. Looking at the darkness of the night on the hills, the population is rare. Write your father's name on the mirror affected by the night dew.

A week has passed. But the grief has not yet gone. Reyhan still often locked himself staring at his father's face on the album stored. While Mother began to look for work to connect life. Because there is no more money from the husband. Plus Reyhan will list the school, also Bang Rasya who has risen to third grade, many needs and costs for the final school exam. Ah, even all this time mom has been working. But now more active and busy with work.

"Bun, you should have told them dong. If we're here. We are also entitled to father's inheritance to aid our survival. " Racya appears emotion talking in front of Mother. Reyhan only heard from the room. Reyhan who during his childhood was often sickly, rarely talked to anything serious.

"Don't Ra. It is not just us who are lost and troubled. But they also. Don't make trouble." Answer me in a soft voice.

"But Reyhan and I are also his children, his wife's mother. We deserve a legacy too, right bun? " Rasya said. Mother was silent.

"I just don't want to see you sick and tired like this . "Rasya's voice sounded softened. "They're big, Bun. You can be invited musyawaroh. If I don't have to go to school, I just help my mother." Rasya's voice sounded very bitter. Reyhan who heard also shed tears.

"No, son. You have to stay in school. " Remove Mother.

"You let Rasya go there to talk to them." Rasya seemed to try to negotiate by making a choice. As if threatening.

"Ra, we don't have the right, son. Forgive Mother. Although you're his son, but your name isn't on his family card. You don't have a marriage certificate, son. " Obviously Mother interrupted a small sob.

Rasya. Trying to understand his position. A child not listed on the family card. So you have no right to claim inheritance rights?

"We can kid. We certainly can. Although there is no father anymore, there is always God."

"But, bund....." Reyhan was about to protest again, even though he was immediately cut by the mother.

"Udah son. Do not let because your world affairs become hostile. "

"What's wrong, bun? They always thought we were enemies, right? Never considered us brothers." His voice is back up.

"Eat it, don't add to this complicated affair. Don't call war. Try peace. Don't sharpen the gap between you."

What is your heart made of? Still can accept when his presence is not expected, even considered a carrier of problems. Still be able to accept time together with an unjust father when compared to his time with other children. Too little

"God never sleeps, son. We just need to work, let God decide the outcome. Mother sincerely woke up early to seek sustenance. Mother will try harder. Mother is fine." Encourage her to calm her son.

"Rest. It's night." It's night." Mother's orders are soft.

Reyhan moved back quickly and jumped into his bed. She covered her body with a blanket before her brother entered the same room as her.

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