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GOODBYE ERLAN

I realized that I heard someone sobbing beside me. As soon as I turned my head, I saw that aunt was crying while holding my hand.

"Aunty?" I tried with great difficulty to get my voice out.

"God!!! Thank you, Lord," said the aunt who immediately hugged me who was still lying somewhere.

"Tante, why are you here?" I tried to get up and lean on my body.

"Auntie ... Aunt ...." It is very clear that the aunt is very confused.

Aunt Ratih is the younger brother of her late mother brother Erlan. Grandma has two daughters and aunt Ratih is the youngest daughter of grandmother who now continues the noble duties of grandmother take care of the orphanage, where I grew up.

"Yes, Auntie? Did Erlan's brother contact Auntie?" I asked, while continuing to pay attention to aunty's slightly strange attitude.

The name Erlan made me think of my dear husband. "Tante, where's Brother Erlan? Oh, and where's Aca now?"

Instead of answering, Aunt Ratih actually returned to crying and this time the crying more heartbreaking.

"Tan?" I grabbed a aunt's paled hand and felt cold. I thought maybe the aunt was cold because the temperature in this room was too low.

Looking around my eyes scanned the entire room, my memory was spinning trying to remember what happened before so I could be in this place.

I just realized that I was in the hospital when my hand hurt as I tried to get out of bed which turned out to be a patient bed.

"Infusion?" I murmured, staring at the needle stuck in my hand.

Instantly, my memory automatically rotated inside my head like a movie. I remember how I got here. I remember the reason I was here. And I remember if...

"SISTER ERLAN!!!"

The crying aunt grabbed me as I shouted Erlan's name.

"Read, relax, baby!" I felt my aunt's body tremble as she hugged me.

"I have to see it! I have to make sure of it myself!!!" I said softly with eyes still flooded with tears.

I forcibly removed the infusion hose still attached to my hand. I didn't even feel the slightest pain while doing it.

With my body still weak, I tried to walk to meet Erlan's brother.

"Aca, wait!" yelled aunty, then blocked my way.

"Surge, Tan! I want to see Brother Erlan." I shouted while pushing Aunt Ratih's body with both hands. However, due to my weak body condition, I actually fell down on the floor.

"Patience, dear," I felt my aunt's embrace again, but it didn't take away the tightness that filled my chest.

***

After I calmed down enough, my aunt took me to meet Erlan's brother in a wheelchair.

"Remember, honey, you're not alone!" Aunt Ratih has been saying the same thing to me ever since we left my treatment room.

I got tired of nodding my head, so I chose to be quiet and stared blankly ahead.

Aunty stopped her wheelchair in front of the mortuary, where I had been unconscious before.

God, I just wish you'd be nice to me and say that "Read, this is just a nightmare." That's all, God.

My hope was destroyed when I saw Rama come out of the morgue with his eyes moist while wiping his dewy glasses.

Rama is the husband of Aunt Ratih. They both have no children, maybe that's why they love Erlan so much.

"Miscus?" Om Rama was surprised to see me, then alternately looked at Aunt Ratih who was standing behind me.

"Why did you bring Aca here?" rama asked the aunt, but I answered her immediately. "Read who wants, Om,"

"But, Ca"

"Of! Erlan's sister her husband Aca. Aca has the right to meet Erlan!!!"

"Om, Aca has gone through many trials in life. I'm sure, Aca is strong." I said. 'If tears would accompany every step of my life.'

"Alright," said Rama finally, giving up on arguing with me who was stubborn.

Really, I'm not acting like I'm tough or anything. However, I just wanted to make sure that Brother Erlan had actually left me.

Om Rama opened the door of the room and pushed my wheelchair, replacing Aunt Ratih.

Being in that room made me feel even more claustrophobic, the cold instantly ambushed as I entered the room.

I closed my eyes while I was in the room. To be honest, I was so scared to see those bodies lying without their lives. It was as if they were all staring at me.

I opened my eyes as my wheelchair stopped and faced a bed filled with lifeless bodies.

Slowly, an officer who had accompanied us opened a white cloth covering the entire body that was lying stiff on the bed.

'Lord, please take my sight at this time! Please ....'

I saw Erlan's body lying stiff there still in the same shirt she was wearing this morning.

Still with a weak body, I tried to get up from the wheelchair and approach Erlan's brother.

"Sister?" I called him. I rubbed Erlan's cheek which felt very cold. Slowly, my eyes went down and I saw some bloodstains on Erlan's shirt.

"Blood?" I murmured, not feeling the more tears flowed down my cheeks without intending to remove them.

"Mr Erlangga fell down with a loud bang on her head and" the officer's remark hung as I looked at her straight away.

"Enough! I don't want to hear it. Erlan's pain, without you even mentioning it I can already feel it!!!"

My world collapsed that day. The world of an Ayasya Kencana has been destroyed along with the departure of an Erlangga Kencana.

***

All the funeral procession brother Erlan, I leave it to om Rama. They intend to immerse the body of brother Erlan in the hometown next to the grandmother and the parents of brother Erlan.

Actually, I want to obey the wishes of Rama and Aunt Ratih, but I remember the wishes of Erlan's brother who wants to remain in this city despite his death to pick him up.

People began to arrive in all-black clothes that made my heart more and more in the arms of nestapa.

'My heart is clouded! Can't you guys wear colorful clothes that can brighten up the day!!!' I screamed in my heart, looking at the people who came and went to my house.

Everyone present, even with unfamiliar faces. Everyone hugged me and offered condolences for Erlan's death.

They all almost said the same words, trying to give me strength. I could only look at them and say nothing but thank you.

My condition that was young pregnant made my body even weaker and more helpless. I think my pale face is almost the same as the pale face of Erlan's lifeless brother.

"Miscus?" Aunt Ratih touched my hand.

"It's fine, Tan," I said looking at Aunt Ratih and looking back at Erlan's shady face that was still decorated with a smile until life left her body.

When I began to dissolve with my fond memories with Brother Erlan, suddenly there was a noise coming from outside the house.

"What's up, Tan?" I asked my aunt who had just returned from the terrace.

"That, Ca, there's Mr and madam Stevano. He said they were the people who are respected here." said Aunt Ratih with a face full of confusion.

'God!!! I was grieving and they came like a celebrity.'

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