AFTER YOU GO ~Story About Farrel~

YOU REMINDED ME OF HIM

Counting two days Farrel was alone in the village, there was already a saturation that had slipped into his heart. So today, Farrel decided to return to his residence and prepare to return to Yogya. That's the plan.

Farrel chose to go home on public bus transport. The bag attached to his back was the only item he was carrying at the moment.

After buying the ticket, Farrel opted to get on the bus waiting for departure. Farrel started using his headset to eliminate burnout. At first everything was fine, until the moment his eyes caught something that made him stunned.

Farrel saw a young boy running around offering services to carry goods. But that's not what made him so stunned. Farrel was watching the interaction between the boy and a hooded woman across the street.

The boy offered his services to the woman. Farrel was like seeing a familiar figure in his eyes.

A gentle and also graceful woman received the services of the boy. They walked to the bus that Farrel was riding. Surprisingly, the woman did not bring anything and paid the boy right at the door of the bus.

After the boy passed the woman got into the bus and looked for a seat for him. The bus that had started to be full by the passengers had become somewhat crowded by the human air.

The woman was still circulating her gaze looking for a place that she could still occupy. His eyes were fixed on a seat next to Farrel.

I don't know why Farrel who had noticed it had now started to feel uncomfortable in his seat.

Suddenly, an army of mystical ants that only felt by Farrel attacked him. The hot air grew increasingly turbulent as sweat poured from his forehead. That sweat didn't come about because Farrel ate a pecel catfish sauce last night, did he?

Even if the sweat appears because of sambal last night, is not the sweat is very late to be present at the wrong time.

Farrel did not sit quietly due to the disturbances. Especially when Farrel saw the woman keep walking towards him.

Getting closer and closer, the woman smiled awkwardly.

"It's empty here sir?"

Huh Father?

Buy all the ants and sweat without the chili. Farrel stared intently at the woman.

Farrel who initially sympathized with the woman was immediately upset by her. Remember one thing Farrel has not changed completely, his high ego keeps him hiding behind walls of rigidity and is also good at hiding his weakest side.

"Sorry it's filled up, ma'am."

Farrel is here trying to reply to the woman's words. Clearly the woman still looked young and fresh, Farrel deliberately wanted to upset her.

Why would Farrell do that?

Could Farrel be wrong at the moment?

At the ripe age of twenty-nine years, should not the times of misbehavior have entered expiration?

Somehow his childish side was present when facing the woman he had even met for the first time.

Uh wait, if Farrel remembers like he's seen the woman but where he doesn't remember and doesn't want to know. Especially at this time, just because the woman was wrong to greet him Farrel lost his mystical ant aka he returned to calm in his sitting without a hunch of awkwardness.

The woman was still smiling kindly not even annoyed at all.

"Oh so."

Just such a short reply was able to make Farrel turn his head back towards him. The woman started looking for a place to sit, but all the seats were full.

Oh just imagine that the woman had goosebumps, could have stiff legs because of standing later. When the step was not until two steps the bus kernet closed the entrance, the engine began to turn on.

The woman began to struggle to speak, but a voice stopped her.

"Mom, Tea, Non .. Just take this seat. The guy who was here didn't get on the bus, he'd rather take the delman."

Who's that talking really doesn't make sense.

The woman frowned but shortly afterwards assented and sat down next to the man she had just greeted as Father.

Yes, Farrel felt unbearable at last and let the woman sit next to him. Farrel is really not good at reason proven from the reason he corals earlier. Fortunately the woman did not care about it, if so? Ah maybe this will be pinned to each other maybe.

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The journey that made the body ache finally ended. Passengers disembark at the terminal of their destination. Likewise with Farrel, he took his backpack and got off the bus. Farrel was riding one of the ojek that happened to be running near the terminal.

Not his house or Uwa's house, Farrel directed the motorcycle taxi driver to a cemetery. Farrel wanted to visit his beloved wife, Sofia Mufliha.

After getting off the ojek, Farrel put on a cheerful face every time he would make a pilgrimage. Farrel puts on his best smile because Farrel is sure Sofia sees him and will know that Farrel is fine without him.

Farrel looked around filled with tombs and then Farrell muttered his greetings to all the tombs.

Farrell tried to apply what he had learned from a hadith narrated by Ibn Abas that Rosululloh had passed through the burial area in Medina and He exposed his face to all the inhabitants of the tomb and said, "assalamualaikum, O inhabitants of the tomb, may Allah forgive us and you. You are our predecessors and we will follow."

Farrel crouched down on the right side of Sofia's tomb, momentarily looking at the gravestone that read his wife's name then rubbed it gently.

Although Farrel had to smile, Farrel pronounced the do'a-do'a he memorized to Sofia.

Farrel did that and always lingered when he was in Sofia's tomb. It was just to reduce his longing.

But not this time, after finishing his prayer Farrel raised his face and found the woman on the bus was praying in a tomb that was right in front of Farrel.

Farrel only remembered one thing, it was fitting that Farrel felt familiar with the woman had been a few months before Farrel saw the woman at this funeral.

Seeing her figure from behind made Farrel think of Sofia.

"You remind me of him."

Such was Farrel's small mutter that could only be heard by him.

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Not hot yet this is mostly narrative, typo rampant, ah how else dong somehow situation I created like this. Enjoyed by ya🤗