After the Rain

Move Again

Carrying the children, the brothers hurriedly walked to the home of their deceased relatives. Before long, news of the death of Hajjah Minah began to be heard from the announcement at each mosque in the village of Daniar. Daniar and Danita increasingly accelerate to get to the big house owned by the late house

Aided by several male neighbors, Daniar began to vacate some of the rooms in the mansion. Hajjah Minah and her husband are among the fighters. Therefore, Daniar predicts that mourners will surely come from various cities. Plus, the five children of Hajjah Minah are businessmen and officials in their respective regions.

"Please empty the main living room, living room, pavilion room and photo-specific room, Mang!" pinta Daniar to two people who are helping him.

"Well, Neng!" answer the two men.

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Meanwhile at the family funeral. Yandri along with the residents began digging graves for the final resting place of the wife's relatives. The position of the final resting place of the woman he greatly admired, right next to his beloved husband. The number of people who helped, making Yandri did not take long to finish the tomb of Hajjah Minah.

Three hours have passed. The sound of sirens began to sound from a distance. With tears in his eyes, Daniar and Danita immediately rushed out to welcome the group carrying the bodies. From the front porch, an ambulance turned towards Hajjah Minah's house. Behind the ambulance, lined up luxury cars that drove him.

Ambulance car sirens stopped when entering the yard of Hajjah Minah house. With dewy eyes, Daniar stared at the coffin that the medics were dropping off. After that, they brought the coffin into the house. Followed by all the children, sons-in-law, grandchildren and grandchildren of Hajjah Maryam's son-in-law from behind

After the bodies were laid down where they were available, one by one the mourners began to come to recite their condolences. The chanting of the holy verses of the Quran and do'a began to sound in the main room. The more afternoons, the more mourners, until the courtyard of Hajjah Minah's house began to be full of people who came in and out to pay their last respects to the very tough female fighter.

Daniar stared at the corpse that had been wrapped in a shroud. The beautiful memories of her still accompanying Hajjah Minah before she married, again flashed in her memory. Daniar is grateful because during his stay with him, there are so many lessons he can take from his struggle in upholding religion.

Goodbye, Grandma. All of Grandma's advice will never be forgotten. Niar promised, later Niar will introduce the story of the struggle of grandparents to the children of Niar. Let them know the real history. They will be proud to have inherited your blood.

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One week has passed. After the last tahlil event, all of Hajjah Minah's deceased children gathered in the living room. Suddenly one of them called Ms. Salma and Daniar who was cleaning the room.

Ms. Salma is approaching soon, and so is Daniar.

"Sit down, brother," said the youngest son of the deceased named Tirta.

Salma was sitting next to her cousin. For a moment, he looked at Bu Rini, the cousin. Ms. Rini only holds the hands of her brother and best friend.

"Look, Brother Salma. We as the son of the daughter of the mother, are very grateful for the sincerity of Brother in taking care and serving the mother. In the past, my mother once said that this house should not be sold even though he was not there. We all agreed not to sell it. But we ourselves feel confused, because no one can occupy this house every time. Brother himself knows, right, if the house is not occupied, it will quickly be damaged. After all, our work did not allow us to move here. Therefore we agreed to ask Brother to occupy this house," said Tirta at length.

Ms. Salma was surprised, "But Cep, this house is too big for Big Brother to occupy. It's okay, brother just go home. Every now and then Big Brother will come here to clean it up" replied Ms. Salma.

"But, Neng ...."

"Already Sal, just follow. After all, here you will not be alone. You can invite Daniar with Danisa to stay here. While your home, let Danita will take care of it," said Bu Rini. 'Where, Niar? You want to accompany your mother to stay in this house?" ask Bu Rini to his nephew.

"Later Daniar ask the same kang Yandri, Wak," replied Daniar.

"No need to ask, Ni. Because Uwak has also given all your grandmother's assets to be managed by Yandri," Tirta said.

Daniar and Ms. Salma were very surprised by the decision of Hajjah Minah's family. The saying is true. Every good, will surely bear fruit. Her husband was raised by his own mother. However, who would have thought that even in the Daniar family, Yandri got such a special place. Become a confidant of a great family of warriors. Subhanalpha ....

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After all her cousins left, Ms. Salma invited her eldest daughter and youngest daughter to live in Hajjah Minah's late house. Even now Yandri is believed to manage the results of gardens, rice fields and ponds of latehumah. However, all that did not melt the ideals of Yandri to become a teacher. Faithfully, he still continues to work as an honorary energy.

Yandri realized, everything that was entrusted would one day be lost because it was taken by the owner. Yandri will not fall asleep with something that does not belong to him. He had to keep fighting to meet the needs of his wife's child. Given a place for free, he was very grateful.

"Where's Niar's room, Mom?" daniar asked as he kept his suitcase in the corner of the room.

"Pick it, Ni. There are plenty of rooms" replied Ms. Salma.

"There, Bun!" Appoint Yandri in a three-row room near the dining room.

"Related, Dad? Why not just in the pavilion room, let there be a bathroom?" ask Daniar.

"Cold, Bun. If the air is warm here. After all, if you are hungry at midnight, it will be good, you can go directly to the dining table there," Yandri joked, pointing to the dining table right in front of the room he showed.

"Hmm, you rubber belly!" reply Daniar. "Well, let's clean up our room!" take Daniar to her husband.

Yandri. He picked up his suitcase and brought it to the room he wanted. We moved again. O Allah ... when can the servant move to his own house? inner Yandri.

"Let's go, don't be dumb. Come on, fill the suitcase out, so you can move it into the wardrobe," Daniar ordered.

Yandri opened the suitcase and took out all the contents. One by one, Daniar began to put his clothes in the closet that was already in the room.