Bismillah, I'm Hijab

Funeral Day

“Aluna, Papah's son is fine right?” Mr. Prass hugged the child while peeping several times Aluna's head. He was really worried about the child.

Now one problem has been solved. The night is getting late, Mr. Prass must go home with Aluna soon.

“Papah, Mamah Aluna Telepin was not picked up. Aluna even picked up a good aunt.” The boy was talking along the road when he was in the car.

He still doesn't understand what's going on.

“Honey, he's not a good guy. They are criminals.” said Mr. Prass did not accept the confession of the child.

Aluna looked at Mr. Prass' dull face with her lips unaccepted. How he clearly remembered the person who was with him all day treated him very well.

“But the good aunt loves Aluna a delicious cake, Pah.” next time.

Mr. Prass understands that children of Aluna age will not understand this problem. He also chose silence. There were things he had to deal with at this moment that were more serious.

“Zera...how could he possibly come? What does he want to bother me?” inner Lord Prass is prejudiced against the woman of his past.

“Devina, she's Zera's son. What was that kid?”

The car finally stopped in front of Mr Prass' house. Aluna's eyes stared around the house questioningly. He wondered what was in his house.

“Come, Darling.” Invite Mr. Prass to hold the child. He was devastated by the departure of his wife. However, Mr. Prass is really not strong if you imagine how sad Aluna is when she knows her mother is no more.

“Papah,” Her innocent voice made the face of Mr. Prass who was staring forward now turned to the princess.

“Cock many people naji? Is there study in our house?” I asked without any suspicion.

Unfortunately, Aluna did not get any answers from the papah. Until his eyes caught the body of a person lying on the floor with a cloth covering his body.

That beautiful plain face was starting to feel something strange. Horror movies instantly made him remember the person who went home to the creator.

“Father, ghost!” The boy shouted in fear and hugged Mr. Prass' neck. His face was buried in the hairy neck of the papah.

Mr. Prass' tears fell right then and there. It doesn't matter how scared the child is. He sat himself down and opened the covering of his wife.

“Mamah has left, Aluna.” he said immediately made Aluna turn to look at the figure of the woman he was looking for this afternoon.

The terrified eyes had changed just then as well into a flood of tears.

“Mood!” The hysterical cry made him push Mr. Prass' body and scatter into Yulia's lying body.

“Aluna,” Mr. Prass also hugged the tiny body of Aluna.

“Mamah why, Papah? Mamah why? Aluna doesn't want Mom to leave! Aluna does not want to!”

That night was the saddest night for Aluna. It feels really hard to accept the fact that a woman who has always been a follower of her extraordinary beauty has to leave for good.

Until morning came, Aluna woke up from a short sleep. It looks like the wave is all over seeing women who are still not awake as well.

“Mamah, Aluna sleep waitin Mamah wake up. Mamah did not want to wake up too.” her tears half whining. Even the boy rubbed the mama's long hair.

“Sweetie let's get ready soon. Mama must be soled and buried.” Mr. Prass's clean face is still clearly visible there.

Black shirts, black pants, and black leather make it more dashing. There was no more crying on the face of the man with the child.

“Papah, Aluna is afraid Mamah is leaving. Afraid of Papah stayingin Aluna too.” he said sadly.

Mr. Prass who heard the child's worries shook his head. He took Aluna into his arms.

“Papah won't leave Aluna until Aluna gets the right guard. Papah will always be with Aluna.” he promised and they finally reached the child's room.

Aluna took a shower to be helped by the waiter. While Mr. Prass comes to prepare everything below.

A luxury car in the courtyard of Prass' house just parked, the door of the car was heard in the rough lid.

“Yulia!” The cries of the middle-aged woman and the middle-aged man who was none other than Yulia's parents now arrived at the funeral home.

“Papi, Mami,” Mr. Prass welcomes the arrival of the in-laws.

He hugged her in-laws with tears falling back.

They finally headed for the funeral.

Crying won't make Yulia come back. Regret not making time happen again.

The distance of the residence makes them very rarely meet the child.

Until now there are only regrets that lead Yulia to her resting place.

The day was truly a historic day in the family of Mr. Prass Aditya. After the funeral was carried out, the house became quiet again.

“Tell Mami and Papi, Prass. What the hell's going on? Yulia was never careless in driving. Is it true about the issue on the news?” Mr. Prass bowed in fear.

News of the commotion in his office suddenly spread widely after the news of Yulia's accident.

Many fans do not make their household tempests disappear just like that. Many were suddenly beheaded when a Yulia they admired died.

“This is all my fault, Mi.” Mr. Prass chose to be honest and wanted to tell everything about the past and the worst possible circumstances if it was his past that led to their quarrel.

Yulia's parents' two eyebrows frowned waiting for Prass' continued words at that time. Tension occurs in the room.

“Say everything! Nothing you cover, Prass. Yulia our only child.” Now the Papi who speaks firmly. His chest was rumbling with anger. But he chose to listen first to the son-in-law's explanation.