A Sheet of Niqab For Inayah

To lead you with love

The night passed, the sun came up in the morning, the sunshine radiated beautifully across the earth, the cool breeze greeted occasionally. The mourners who returned last night came, none other than to take Dion to his eternal home. The full night Inayah slept in her brother's arms, holding tightly to Dion's fingers intact. Even though her body was so messy, her pretty curly hair was already like a tangled thread, her clothes looking shabby with splashes of blood that continued to stick, even from the moment of the incident, not a single grain of rice made it into Inayah's stomach. Several times his parents offered, but he continued to refuse.

"Nay, your cry will never make your brother alive again! Your relationship now, will change nothing. Come eat! There's no way you can go to a funeral in such a weak condition." Papa Naya finally intervened. Although it looks cute and inconsiderate, on the other hand he could not if he continued to see the condition of his daughter like that. He offered a plate of rice and side dishes with his topping. Trying to persuade her daughter to eat even a little.

"Yes, my cry will never make you alive again. But at least my anger can now make you realize that this is all the work of you. If there had never been a commotion in this house, nothing would have happened, pah!" Inayah rebelled, she stared intently at her papa's face. Already unable to be restrained, it seemed like he was actually going berserk this time.

"Do not blame anyone! Nothing is wrong, and nothing is right. Everything was Dion's own real fault, nobody told him to kill himself, right? There is no one who means to end his life like this" said Ms. Fira felt offended by Inayah's remarks.

"All the dramas in our lives, you guys are starting! At the beginning where you decide to marry with different beliefs, unconsciously at that moment you slowly cultivate the seeds of wounds that you create yourself." Inayah's plans began to explain everything that had been her strangeness all this time.

"Now you see ... Everything is ruined, right? Every time you fight just because of religious differences, when who will succumb to be present at your religious events. Mama who every week always commits to church, Papa who always wants to go to study on his holidays. No one gave up on each other, all hard with their own opinions. And do you know? Behind everything you do, there is the heart of a child who is so wounded. We were born only as an atheist child who had nothing in his life. You won't understand!!!" Again with full of anger.

Yes, exactly 27 years ago, when Mr. Dany and Ms. Fira tied their sacred promise in a different faith, with all the blessings of the family they broke, he said, god's rules that they break. The marriage is eternal until now, but who would have thought if the contents were just a quarrel. With all the debate that continues to occur, to the extent that their obligations as parents are never fulfilled. Having arrived at the age of 20 years Inayah, never in the least he got any teachings about the religion that his mother father adopted. Also the same with Dion, his age who had entered 27 years he never recognized the existence of religion until his lifeless body. Worrying right? Living in luxury but confined in suffering.

"You are not atheists! We just give you free space. Rights in religion are things that cannot be mixed handled by others, it's personal rights. Please you guys want to follow in whose footsteps, there is not the slightest coercion. Again one, take the bright side, if when we did not do the wedding, there was no presence of you until now" said Mr. Dany.

"Even if I never asked to be born, I never needed people like you!" Shouted Inayah so shrillly.

The squabble is getting heated up. All the eyes of the mourners were on the family quarrel, there were some guests who tried to greet him. Mr. Dany was silent, right, it is not good if you have to continue this fight, there are many relatives and business partners who were present. Let Inayah vent her emotions for a while, if it will make her heart and mind a little calmer.

Mr. Dany let out a long sigh, his emotional countenance slowly disappeared, he approached his daughter with emotions that still did not seem to subside from her beautiful face. Mr. Dany half-embraced Inayah's shoulder, he looked at her with sincerity.

Inayah silently stared, filtering every speech that came out of her papa's mouth. He was stunned for a moment, until then immediately released the hand of Mr. Dany who was embracing him at that time.

"Okay, yes, fine, but don't touch me" he said. Inayah shied away from the crowd of people who tried to approach her. He went to his room on the top floor, to get ready to attend his sister's funeral.

***

Liang lahat is ready, tombstones and other equipment have been neatly arranged in several parts. Dion's body wrapped in white cloth was immediately inserted into the grave, some people have been on standby below to help spruce up his remains. The long cloth began to spread, the sound of the Adhan was echoed melodiously in it. Sobs broke the atmosphere at that time,

In the arms of those around him, Inayah cried hysterically. Several times he tried to come down into the tomb, but again the grasp of the people was stronger and closer to his body. Until in the end Inayah lay weakly on the red ground that wrestled his body, it seems Inayah fainted, Mr. Dany swiftly carrying him to the wheelchair that he had prepared. With hands filled with dirt grains attached, Mr. Dany rubbed his hair. Although with his face, but clear in his eyes can not lie, like not wanting to lose again, Mr. Dany wept bitterly in the backrest of his little girl.

One by one the funeral procession was over. People started to leave the funeral. The tombstone with the inscription Dion Putra Albagaskara bin Dany Albagaskara has been clearly emblazoned on top of the grave. Mr. Dany himself requested that Dion be buried Islamically. Even if he does not embrace it, let it be his business with God. About that's what ever occurred in the mind of Mr. Dany.

After applying a few times telon oil to the neck of Inayah's body, he finally realized. When the cemetery was finished, there was only a tombstone with flowers on top of Dion's tomb.

Inayah looked at him blankly, a red rose she was about to place on the right side of the tombstone. The atmosphere again tore his eyes apart, the crying happened again, until the fragments of revenge grew in his mind.

"Relse ... Sister's departure was the most painful thing Naya had ever met. Somehow I will live ahead of him, facing the never-ending mama papa. Without sister ... And without anyone else, there was only Brother Dion in Naya's life. Goodbye, my prince, I will love you, always." The heart of Inayah is full of cries.