You Are My Sunshine
The Part 295
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“You must be strong, Mother is gone.”
Dara slightly pushed the body of the Hero and her eyes stared still in disbelief. “I-this is impossible Mas. co-try check again, it may be Mas misdiagnose. Look carefully, mom just fell asleep, even her sleep smiled, right? come on, please check again, please.”
His hands were shaking as were his lips. Dara tugged at her husband's shirt asking to check back. She still denied it, because her mother looked so peaceful with a smile as if she was sound asleep.
The hero cupped both sides of Dara's face and looked at her gently. “Honey, mom is no longer in pain now, so she smiled. You must be sincere, every living creature will surely be gone when the time comes, and in every meeting there will be a farewell. Mother has gone to a better place, without having to be hurt again.”
Dara was stunned for a moment, her gaze turned back towards the bed. He watched for a while, last night his mother's chest was still kembis but now no longer. Finally, Dara's cry broke in Wira's arms, she gripped her husband's back with a mouthful of grief and loss.
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Aruna was buried in one area with Dara's late father, in the city where his aunt lived, about two hours drive from Jakarta. Based on his aunt's statement, some time ago Aruna had a chance to talk about this. Although he could not be next to each other, at least he was still buried in the same area, that was his wish.
The funeral was solemn, all offering the best do’a as sincere as heart. Aryasatya's extended family, Dara's best friend and some of Wira's friends as well as the doctors who treated Aruna from the hospital attended, while none of her ex-husband appeared, though the servant who took care of Aruna had reported the death of the mistress to her master.
For the first time Dara found out where her father's belly button is. He also sat there after his mother's funeral was over, offering the best do’a and rubbing the old Nisan. Finally now he knows where his parents came from, where he came from, his parents are here, even though now Dara can no longer actually embrace them, but the strand of do’a will always pour out to hug both parents.
Aruna wrote a will to her aunt. Ask that the small house he occupied be sold only if he died and want all his money donated to the orphanage that took care of Dara first, as an expression of gratitude for caring for the child he dumped. He also left some money for his loyal servants, hoping that the money could be used as business capital if he returned to his hometown when he was no longer in this world.
Everyone one by one began to leave the cemetery area, then carried Ratih and Haris left from there. Ms. Rina also immediately headed for the car with Selena sleeping on her lap, while Dara again rested near the red-red soil studded with flowers after visiting her biological father's grave.
The hero touched Dara's shoulder and squeezed it gently. “Come, we go home,” take it gently. “Do’ Mom quiet there.”
Dara touched the red ground and scattered flowers. Then a smile adorned his face. “Good way, mom. Although our meeting was short, but I was very happy.”