Behind the High School Uniform

Chapters 2. Dad's Funeral

When we arrived at the parking area, Mr. Darmo opened the car door and led me to enter immediately. Mr. Darmo got into the car and then started the engine. At last, we drove home.

Shortly after, we arrived right in front of the gate. Shortly after Mr. Darmo stopped the speed of the car he was driving, I then rushed down and ran towards the door of the house. How devastated I felt then when I saw some yellow flags fluttering on the porch of my house that also written my father's name quite clearly. I tried to strengthen my legs to keep walking into the house. But then again, I started to get hysterical.

I saw someone lying down and covered in a long cloth with a face covered in white cloth. He was surrounded by people reciting verses from the Qur'an. I immediately ran back, approached and ascertained who the person who was lying down was because his face was covered in a white cloth.

However, just then people quickly held back my steps. I'm trying to rebel a little. Until I realized, when my mother came over and immediately hugged. Mom and I immediately shed all our tears and sadness. Until the mother finally drooped, as if unconscious. Those who were sitting around my father's body, quickly moved and brought my mother into one of the rooms in the house.

I don't care about my mother's situation. However, I want to make sure that someone who is being stiffened is really my father. Until my chance to make sure I finally found it. As those who were busy bringing my mother into the room, I slowly approached the man, and revealed the white cloth covering his face. With still hope, if it wasn't my father.

However, I shed all tears again when I found my father's face so clear. I hugged my father's body right in front of me. It's like hoping if dad just fell asleep right now. I shook her whole body, hoping that dad would wake up and hug me.

"Dad! Awake, Dad! Don't stay with Nadhira and Mom! Dad definitely can't bear ‘kan, see Mom crying and sad kayak now. Nadhira please, Dad! Wake up!" I shouted as I continued to tear at my father's body which had been stretched stiff.

Some of the people who heard my screams finally came back. They held me and kept me from getting close to my father's body. At that time, the world felt cruel to me. I cannot accept the fact that my father has left me forever. Likewise with my mother who, in fact, has lost consciousness several times when remembering the fact that her husband has gone home for good.

Until the time of the bath came. They had prepared everything to cleanse father's body one last time. My mom and I really can't see it. When the rigid body of the father is lifted by some people to be bathed immediately.

Mr. Grace, as the person who helped to take care of my father's body, then asked me and my mother to let go of our loved ones. He also asked us to simply kiss my father's forehead as a sign of affection and also a final tribute that will soon be buried.

I took a deep breath because I wasn't sure enough to be able to do that, neither did my mother. My mother seemed to be trying to strengthen her heart when she was about to kiss my forehead. Apparently, he could not for a moment hold back his sadness. Her crying broke again, when her face was faced with the face of my father who had closed his eyes for ever.

"Mas! Why are you the heart? Ninggalin me, and Nadhira, in a house this big. You promised me once, Mom! You'll never leave, not so soon. Nadhira still needs you, Mas! So too with me! Up, Mom! Please, wake up! Up, Mom! Wake up!" I heard my mother's screams, which were getting louder.

I also immediately approached the mother, who was kneeling and bowing her body, while hugging the body of the father.

Until finally, the face of the father was tightly covered with a white cloth that also wrapped it, which had previously been coated with cotton. Rahmat then continued by tying the white cloth on the top of his head. Then, the whole body of the father was finally no longer visible in the slightest. Dad's body is now ready to be sholated immediately.

My mother and I kept trying to be strong and strong. At the end of the day, we can forget this sadness for a moment. For the sake of being able to escort father, to his final resting place.

Some people were seen lifting up father's body, to be placed on a coffin that would help him on the way to the burrow.

Coated with pandan mats, the father's body has now been inside the coffin. Later, they closed the coffin and asked permission from me and my mother, to bring the body of my father to a mosque, to be immediately sholated.

My mother and I quickly agreed. Until the body of the father was finally ready to be cut up and taken to a mosque, which is not far from home.

Shortly after, we arrived at the mosque. Dad's body is now placed right behind the pulpit. The pilgrims immediately took positions, and close their shaf, or commonly called the prayer line, and then immediately began to mensholatkan the body of the father.

A coffin that is now the father's last vehicle, then carried by several people who were also present in helping his funeral.

In the end, we arrived at a public funeral. While continuing to recite the sentence Tawhid, who then delivered the father to his grave.

The keranda that became father's vehicle at that time was put back right next to father's grave. They were also seen trying to open the cover of the coffin, and again carry the body of the father to be immediately put into the burrow.

Seen some people who have been and took a position in it, to help the funeral process of the father, so that it can be buried immediately.

Dad's body has finally made it into the burrow. Then one of them proclaimed the Adhan, and also the iqomah.

Until finally, the ari wall that became a cover for the body of the father. Those who were in the tomb, finally went back up to the surface. And then, the body of the father was then filled with land.