
Raisa was sitting in front of the mound of earth on which had been scattered various types of flowers. His head bowed, his hand held the yellowish clay, and he said, 'Silver go home first Dek. Brother will always send prayers for you and for both our parents.'' Raisa said with tears continuously pouring down her cheeks. Hendrick stood beside him, as did the Imam and his Mama the Imam. The three of them are still loyal to accompany Raisa, while the other residents have returned to their homes.
''It's Nak Raisa, now let's go home, soon the night will come, '' said Mama Imam. He stroked Raisa's back slowly.
''Yes Raisa. Now Yumna is in the right place and the best, then just wait for our turn again that will follow him. You should never feel alone in this world, because Mama and I will always be there for you.'' Now the Imam speaks in a very soft tone. Hearing what the Imam said at the end of the sentence made Hendrick feel jealous. From that time Hendrick was already able to see the strange gelagat on the Imam, as a fellow man, he knew that if the Imam liked his wife, he could guess from the way the Imam looked at Raisa. Raisa just nodded her head lightly in response to the words of the Mother and the child who were nearby. Hendrick was silent, Hendrick was busy with his own thoughts. After that Raisa stood up from the front of the meal, then they walked with each other towards the house.
Raisa walked side by side with Ustadzah, and behind them Hendrick walked side by side with the Imam.
''Thank you, Hendrick, because you are willing to help the funeral process Yumna in this narrow place, said Imam invited Hendrick to chat.
''Yes. You welcome. Narrow what, still airy gini kok in said narrow, '' Hendrick reply accompanied by a small oddity.
''Yes, it must be different from the area where the rich and money live, and the burial place must also be different, the funeral of the moneyed must be clean and managed, unlike here, you must be,'' reply to the Imam again.
''I don't think there's anything different. Do not all the people who live in this world have the same position before Allah SWT. What distinguishes only charity worship, while the poor and rich in the same view, Hendrick's reply sounded wise. Hearing what her husband said, Raisa smiled, not expecting Hendrick to know enough about religion.
The priest did not reply to Hendrick again, he just patted Hendrick on the back with his head that kept nodding, he agreed with what Hendrick said.
Not long after, they separated at the fork in the road, the Imam and his mother walked towards their house, while Hendrick and Raisa walked to the contract.
Hendrick had given money as much as twenty million to the Imam, he said the money he donated to the cost of Yumna tahlilan for several days, tahlilan will be held in the mosque only and to be distributed to people who cannot afford nor orphans in the alley where they live. The priest received the donation money from Hendrick with pleasure. And Raisa also knew about it.
''At first eat Mas. If you do not like not to eat, said Raisa while putting a plate containing rice and omelet in front of Hendrick who had sat on the floor covered with thin mats. Raisa also put a glass of water in front of her husband.
''Who said I don't like my darling. Whatever you cook Mas will devour it, '' Hendrick smiled wryly. It feels like he wants to always make his wife feel happy, Hendrick really already loves Raisa.
''It's good then, I'm happy to hear it.''
''After this we go home, yes.''
''Em Yes.''
''You take it easy, Mas will accompany you every day to visit Yumna's tomb.''
''Thank you very much for helping me a lot.''
''Mas is happy to be able to help Mas's wife and Mas's sister-in-law by themselves.'' Hendrick again. Raisa was so happy to hear what her husband said. Raisa does not think that she can marry a man who is handsome, kind and also always considerate with her. It turns out that his conjecture of Hendrick's figure has been wrong, Hendrick is not as bad about what people say. About the people who always say that Hendrick is the CEO arrogant, arrogant and cold.
Seriate.