Assalamualaikum Captain
Bereft
For six days Wirma was lying weakly in the hospital bed with his left hand impaled by an intravenous needle. He was devastated by the news that Keyla was telling as well as the latest news broadcast on TV.
For three days from the night Keyla broke the news from China Eastern's manager, Wirma never touched the food brought by Robbi-Suami. His appetite is gone. His mind was on that only child. How could he eat well, while he did not know what kind of fate his daughter was there.
But two days ago the 55-year-old woman finally opened her mouth to eat even a little. Thanks to Keyla, he never stopped persuading Wirma to eat. The girl has arrived in Indonesia since the third day Wirma was treated. Keyla felt guilty about this disaster. If only he had withstood Nayla's departure, perhaps the girl would still be with him and his family.
The door of the predominantly white VIP nursery was opened. Keyla came in with a piece of fruit in her hand. He approached Wirma who was still asleep after dinner. Keyla's hand moved to place the fruit parcel on the nightstand not far from the patient's bed. He was sitting on the chair next to the bed.
Both beads of his eyes stared fixedly at the beautiful face that began to be decorated with wrinkles.
"The Stoic yah Makci. Nayla would be happy to see that we've been sincere about her departure."
Keyla's tears just escaped on the cheek. He really has no power to say it. Repeatedly he dismissed his thoughts as if he wanted him to realize that it was unlikely to survive such a plane crash. He is confident that there will be good news during the 5-day extended evacuation process.
And those five days have passed. South Korea's military evacuation team and China Eastern confirmed a second time there were no survivors. The black box plane has also been found. So that today they have officially closed the evacuation process at the location of the Seorak mountains.
Thanks to Keyla, the woman has the spirit of life again. Although only a little and always interspersed with crying. The loss of a child is a great sadness for a mother. For nine months of pregnancy, and twenty-four years of raising and caring, it is not young for a mother to let her child go.
Wirma opened both eyes. Keyla who noticed immediately held the woman's right hand.
"Macci? Makci nak ape? keyla's gonna get it, "the girl's so quick to serve Wirma.
Wirma smiled as she shook her head slowly.
"Makci wants to pray isya," Wirma said in a hoarse voice.
Keyla glanced at the wall clock that had shown the time at 19 over 45 minutes. The girl had not prayed either.
"Do you want to pray together Makci?" haggle the girl.
Wirma smiled and nodded. Keyla quickly helped herself to get out of bed. Even though the condition of the body is weak, the woman should still pray. His duty as a Muslim.
Keyla turned on the water faucet for him. Slowly he began to perform the obligatory rituals before the prayer. Keyla helped her to get back to bed. Not forgetting he helped her to wear her face.
"Macci wait for the real Keyla. Key wants to take wudhu."
Wirma nodded, then the girl stepped towards the toilet.
Keyla's hand grabbed the water tap in front of her. But he was stunned when he remembered Nayla's last message.
Later as long as I'm not around, don't forget the salat yah key.
Keyla's tears started flooding her cheeks. He lost a friend and brother who always advised him.
Wirma who was waiting for him heard the sound of the girl crying. He realized that he was not the only one who felt lost. Her child's best friend since childhood must have felt the loss.
Shortly after, Keyla came out with her wet face. She has removed her hijab. Then he immediately put on a mukena and stood on the left side of the bed after holding a cool bed.
For the first time, he became a prayer priest for others.
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Keyla shook Wirma's right hand as they finished performing Isha's prayer. The girl removed the face she was wearing and replaced it with a hijab. Then he helps Wirma to release the woman's face.
Now they were sitting face to face on Wirma's bed. Keyla clasped her right hand free from the infusion needle.
"Key, uh,"
"Yes Macci?"
"Makci will perform the magical Salat for Nayla" Wirma shed her tears again.
"Makci will try to make Nayla go. I don't want him to be tormented by our grief."
The woman tried to be strong even though she could not hold back her tears.
Keyla was crying too.
"Yes Makci. Keyla also wants Nayla not to be tormented there."
Keyla immediately hugged the middle-aged woman's body.
"Sorry key Makci. If Key had held back Nayla's departure, he would still be here with us."
Keyla said as he sobbed Wirma.
The woman's hand moved around the girl's back.
"It's not your fault, son. This is God's destiny. We need only accept what God has ordained."
Wirma is now starting to reopen her senses. After before he was like a madman who did not accept this fate that had happened.
The cries of both of them broke. Wirma tightened her hug on Keyla. He closed his eyes while imagining that the girl he was holding was his son.
She hopes to hug Nayla once more, before she completely lets go of the girl.
Robbi who just got home from work is still wearing her office suit.
The man was sitting in his great chair, in the workspace in their home.
He looked sad while holding a small picture frame containing a picture of his family. The last photo was taken on her first day of school in Japan. Ir Airport. Soekarno became the background of the photo.
Ever since receiving news of Nayla, the man's heart was so broken. His world feels collapsed. The only girl he raised and took care of with all his heart, now he must confess his departure.
Robbi is so smart to hide her sadness in front of Wirma. Because he did not want the woman he loved was even more devastated if he saw her cry too. He was trying to be a booster when his wife was weak.
"Sorry dear papa" he said, shedding tears. His fingers moved rubbing the beautiful face of his son.
"Sorry Papa who has always been hard on you. Papa confessed that, because papa loves you son," he wiped his tears.
Trying to smile, he said,
"We'll let you go. May God forgive all your sins, son. You'll be happy by God's side." he hugged the picture frame.
But again, that brief smile was accompanied by a cry. The man's cry broke the silence of the night in his study.
Behind the door of her study that opened slightly, Keyla stood with a trembling body holding back the sobbing.
The girl intends to talk about the supernatural prayer that Wirma will do for Nayla. But just as he reached that slightly opened doorway, he heard the words of a heartache from the man. A father who tried to make the departure of the daughter he loved so much. After losing the first time.
The girl ran away from Robbi's study. But his feet stopped when he passed a room whose front door was written "Nay's Room".
His hand moved pressing on the room's door handle. Room that has not been occupied for 2 years by the owner. It's just that this room is always cleaned every day by the household assistant Nayla family. So it remains clean even if not occupied.
Keyla pressed the light switch on the wall to her right. Instantly the originally dark room was now bright. Keyla stepped into the room.
Room is white and black. Nayla's favorite color.
She recalled the moment when Nayla explained why she liked both colors.
I love the colors white and black because they remind me of sin and forgiveness. Black is synonymous with defilement, which can be interpreted as sin. While White is synonymous with cleanliness, which can be interpreted as purity that we can get from forgiveness. I know God is forgiving. That is why I want forgiveness from God for the sins I have committed.
And every time I see white and black, it reminds me to always ask forgiveness for every sin I commit every day. Because the essence of man is never spared from sin.
In this world, it is like having only two colors, black and white. Like time there is only day and night, light and dark.
Keyla shed tears remembering that time.
He stepped closer to a stacking rack containing small-sized photographs of Nayla.
Nayla and her parents. A photo of Nayla and herself at junior high school. Nayla photos at High School graduation and S1 and also photos of Nayla with her late brother, Naufal.
Before her brother died, Nayla was not the only child in the Saputra family.
Naufal Saputra was the first child in the family. But because of the incident that occurred during Nayla 1st grade Junior High, making her brother claimed his life. Nayla was so stressed that Robbi and Wirma decided to move Nayla to Malaysia. The girl went to school with Keyla in Kuala Lumpur. Both her parents hoped that Nayla would leave her grief in Indonesia and start a new life in Malaysia.
Keyla cries again remembering the times she tried to comfort Nayla from her grief. The sadness slowly fades. Nayla decides to return to her country of birth.
Keyla's hand moved to take a picture frame of herself with Nayla.
They smiled broadly not facing the camera in the photo. Candid photo, if said Keyla.
Nayla wears a black dress with hair that she always dyed when in junior high school and Keyla wears a white shirt with her straight black hair. They both had not been covered up at the time. Both look sweet when they smile.
Keyla hugged the picture frame while sobbing.
"Be happy there, Nay. I love you."
She cried and shed all her tears in Nayla's room.
*****to be continued*****
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