Cajaroh

Mr. Sastro has died

What really happened to my sister ?” Ask her dad Candra to the point.

“Sorry sir, I have not been able to mature. But the point is that we should all continue to hope but not leave our trust in God. I can't mature any more.’ I said to Candra's father.

His father Candra was only silent while Mr. Sastro's condition was physically /Medically good but actually showed symptoms of worsening symptoms. His speech increasingly digresses, sometimes forgetting who he is even sometimes claiming he is the ruler of a ghoib region and so on.

I try to calm down and remind Mr. Sastro to always call God's asthma.

And Mr. Castro just glared at me with an angry tone he even kicked me out of that place.

“Your lek is in her house, why did you throw her away ?” candra said. He didn't understand that it wasn't Mr. Sastro's will. Then I whispered to Candra.

“Father's boy, it's not a will sir Sastro.” My whisper to Candra.

Then I explained to Candra that Mr. Sastro's condition is currently out of his control. And I asked Candra to help with the prayer.

Slowly I approached Mr. Sastro and sat beside him without caring about the nagging Mr. Sastro who cursed me. I read the prayer prayer taught by my teacher Abah to expel all the distractions of the subtle creatures. Slowly makian Pak Sastro actually getting louder and rougher. Until all the swear words came out even the name of the animal came out. But I don't care about it all, I continue to recite prayers for Mr. Sastro.

Tight screams and mockings of Mr. Sastro along with his body twitching and his eyes glaring at me. After that Mr. Castro returned to calm but his breathing ngosan, but his consciousness has recovered.

“Mas Yasin, I where is this ?” Ask Mr. Sastro who has regained consciousness.

“Father in my house now, this is mas Candra and her father too. Does Mr Sastro want to talk to them ?” I asked Mr. Sastro.

“Iya mas, but mas Yasin here only I also want mas Yasin hear what I am talking about.” Said mr. Sastro.

I also listened to the conversation between Mr. Sastro and Candra and his father Candra at the request of Mr. Sastro.

“Kang what has happened should not be extended. Maybe this is my way of life, though, I actually feel grateful because at this time I have found a way to look for casampurnaning urip (Fine Life) know Sangkan dumadi paraning (origin and purpose of living people ). Fortunately I was met with this Yasin mas who had inspired me so that I only resigned to God. “ said Mr. Sastro was cut because he had to sigh long.

“Iyo, keep now what do you want le, (call for a sister in Javanese). ?” Ask her dad Candra.

“Kabeh sik rukun kang, antarane your family karo mas Yasin ojo ono roso musuhan meneh. Line e pepesti kudu mangkono, amrih tinemu becik e kabeh.” Mr. Sastro means.

All that is rukunkang, between your family and Yasin mas there should be no more grudges. Your destiny must be so, in order to find the good of all.

“Iya lek, I'm the same Yasin already at peace there is no grudge between us anymore. Even I've managed to talk to Arum and forgive each other too. Mature nuwun lek Sastro has been caring for Arum as long as we khilaf expel him.” Say Candra while glazed. In my heart I said,”real Candra is also soft hearted turns.” My whisper in my heart.

“Mas Yasin, please help me to take off all the things that I no longer need right now.” Said mr. Sastro.

Canra and her father seemed confused by Mr. Sastro's words, then asked me what the max was.

“Pak Sastro wants to clean himself of all “Khodam” (the apprenticeship/creatures of his body guard ) which he has been looking for.” I said.

“Does that mean Sastro's lek will already arrive time ?” Ask Candra whispered.

“It could be so mas, but it could not be because of age only God knows.” Normative answered.

Candra seemed sad to hear my answer, but what could make me say the right thing. That age is in God's hands, no man knows when he will be called before Him.

I asked Candra and her father to pray for Mr. Sastro as much as they could. While I recited the Akassa prayer as I read on his altar Mr. Yadi first.

Coupled with reading Ar road’'s letter I repeated three times. After finishing it looked more bright Mr. Sastro, but his breathing seemed weaker. And his words grew louder as people whispered.

“Already mas Yasin, it looks like my body is getting fresher. Nothing more burdensome in my body.” Sastro sir [elan.

“Iya sir, Mr. Sastro just rest first do not move much and talk until the condition of the father recovered properly.” I said to Mr. Sastro.

“It's okay mas, I feel like I have to pass this on to my brother and I now.” Said mr. Sastro.

“What lek, who wants lek Sastro to convey ?” Ask Candra.

“I urip dewe ora duwe derivative, omah secuwil karo weak sak ceblok not resigned to adimu Arum. Ben ringgo means urip, your crew ojo meri yo ngger. Mesakke adimu wus keronto ronto uripe, ojo nganti digawe hard meneh.” Said mr. Sastro.

I live alone, I have no descendants, a small house and a narrow land I gave to your brother Arum. Let the means of life be used, you do not envy yan son. Pity your brother has hard life, do not let it be made to suffer more.

As soon as Mr. Sastro's message to Candra, then Mr. Sastro left a message also to his father Candra in a whisper. I don't know what he whispered only his father Candra was listening.

After finishing whispering something to his father Candra Pak Sastro getting weaker, then I whisper into the ear of Mr. Sastro two sentences of shahadah. Then his feet were cold, and I whispered the word of God in the ear of Mr. Sastro and followed with a very weak voice and grew weaker until only the movement of his tongue seemed to recite the lafadz of God was not heard. Until finally Mr. Sastro breathed his last.

...“Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi roji’un”...

My words were followed by everything there, then I saw Candra and her father crying and hugging Sastro, who was lifeless. I also shed tears. And I remembered Arum, of course he was very sad when he heard this news. Because Mr. Sastro was the one who had been taking care of him from the time of conceiving, giving birth and raising Sidiq.

After a long time Candra and her father charged with leaving Mr. Sastro, finally the two men invited me to talk. While other family members are busy preparing for the process of bathing Mr. Sastro's body.

“ Boy Yasin or whoever your name is, I'm sorry to bother you. But let my sister's body be buried in my hamlet.” Said Candra.

“Njih mr. monggo, but let us purify here first sir. Let brought there already settled besuk.” My answer.

“Pak, Arum want to be told not good?” Ask Candra to her father.

“Yo kudune diabari, problems can not go home papa. Let's not be too sad if later the year is too late.” Said Candra.

“Sorry sir, I interfered, let Arum later who told me my wife only. Let's use female language, maybe it will be better.” I said. Welcomed with a nod of the head of Candra and her father.

Then I invited Rofiq and others to bathe Mr. Sastro's body so that the morning esuk could be immediately taken home to his hometown for the funeral procession. After preparing the cafeteria and cutting it as needed I immediately assisted Candra and rofiq bathe Mr. Sastro's body and memorize it after that.

With the help of Mr. Yadi who I contacted then finally the body of Mr. Sastro was transported by Ambulance to the home of Arum's parents and Candra to be buried before being buried.

I was forced to join by Candra and her father, although a bit hesitant but I ended up going there too.

Had worried about the attitude of the people there who used to gang up on me. Anamun firmly guarantees that Candra will guarantee if nothing happens to me. Seeing the seriousness and sincerity of Candra finally I was willing to take the body of Mr. Sastro at that time after sholatkan.

I just got to Arum's house, whose condition hasn't changed much from when I first came. Arrived Hpku bordering there was a call coming in.

Apparently from kang Salim, who may have also heard this news from Arum. Because Fatimah my wife was I asked to tell Arum.

“Assalaamu’alaikum kang Salim.” Sapaku's on the phone.

“Wa’alaikummmussalaam, is it true that Arum's lek who was kidnapped died ?” Ask kang Salim.

“Iya kang, this is me at home Arum sent his body just arrived at his home kang !” I said.

“Iya kang, Thanks kang for the information.” Jhawab.

“Judah just like that, you just help the funeral procession there. Assalaamu’alaikum.” Kang Salim said he ended the call.

“Wa’alaikummussalaam warohmatullah kang Salim.” My answer.

When I want to help prepare a place to sholatkan the body, for the people who want to sholatkan. Suddenly I was pushed by someone and immediately scolded me.

“Ngapain you are here, no one expects your presence here. Quickly you go now hjiga or you I teach here !” snapped the guy that I kind of forgot who he was or indeed I never met him.

I just kept quiet not answering, just because Candra came to explain. Because if I explain it, it's hard to believe.

Good thing Candra actually came and explained that I was there at the request of the family and Candra also said that we had forgotten the past and forgiven each other.

Finally the guy left even though he was still looking at me cynically, I became curious who he was.

“Who is he mas, how do I never met him before ?” my many.

Then Candra explained that she was also a resident of the village, one of the people who used to love Arum as well as Damar. But now he is also married and has children, but at that time he did not gang up on me because he was not at home.

I can understand the anger and resentment of the person, hopefully no other man still holds a grudge against me. It can be embarrassing if there is still someone who berated me what else in a grieving event like this, I thought.

People came to say their condolences, I sat down near Candra. To avoid things that are not desirable. Because I saw there were still some citizens who looked at me cynically and whispered whispers.

This is how it feels like people who have done wrong, it is difficult to be accepted as a new human being who has left his past.

But that's okay, the important thing is that I really left the past. About human judgment I do not take a headache, just give up instead of being a problem I think.

Soon I heard the dawn prayer, some of the residents immediately went to the mosque about a hundred meters from Arum's house. But I prefer to pray at home to keep things that I do not want.

After dawn, residents returned to help the funeral process in Isla and local traditions. The more daylight pentakziah more and more, actually my eyes were already very heavy but still I could not sleep.

Until the funeral procession is over I can hold back my sleepiness, and I ask for permission to return home but be held captive by Candra and her father. Especially his father kept me from staying there, because there was a last message from Mr. Sastro that had to be delivered to me. That was Mr. Sastro's last message before he died. And it says it has to do with me and Arum and Sidiq.

Just hearing just like that my heart was very was, what message Mr. Sastro before he died at that time, I thought.

“You don't go home yet, you don't want to be part of this family. Because Arum's son my grandson is your son too. So you're here first, there's a final message from the deceased that I have to pass on to you. And this has to do with Arum and Sidiq your son !” his father Arum said.

I could not refuse his orders, because what he said was true. Although I was never his son-in-law, I was still the father of his granddaughter as well. I can only follow with a thump waiting for what will be said later.

“More sir, I am willing to be here first until everything is in order.” I said.

“Yaudah, you just rest from yesterday you lack of sleep. I see your face is very tired at this moment. There is an empty room Arum used room you can use.” His father Arum said.

Haddeeewwwh why even though his former room is Arum. Mending is also in the front room I can already rest my mind.

“Sorry sir, here alone will not papa later if there are other families want to rest even no more room.” My Kilah.

“So, you're in the room just rest it. If you get caught here others do not feel good afraid of someone misunderstanding when me and Candra do not know.” His father Arum said.

Want to not want me forced to enter the room that was forced, which he said was once Arum's room.

Understand first as long as I have a relationship with Arum let alone his room, enter his house never. Because it is forbidden by Arum not to come to his house, because in fact Arum is prohibited to date before graduating from school.

With a thumping heart I entered the room that Arum used to wear. Although it looks often cleaned but still visible if the room is never occupied again. I lay in bed, spontaneously my eyes saw a picture of Arum in his high school uniform was still hanging neatly on the wall of the room.

I don't know why I finally remembered my past with Arum. Memories of good memories with him like clearly emblazoned in my memory. Really messing with my real mind has long forgotten all that. Is this purposely let me remember Arum then I was told to sleep in Arum's former room, my bad prejudices appeared.

Rum photo during SMU with his smile that once captivated me. Now it is clear in front of me. Even when I closed my eyes even the image of the face was photographed as if it was recorded clearly in my eyeball so I became difficult to sleep.

I tried hard to erase the memories of my past that appeared to arrive. But how hard it was to erase those memories from my mind. Until I remember the face of Fatimah my wife who is currently pregnant with my child was not able to eliminate the memories that appear in my brain. What am I, why do I suddenly remember the past when I was with Arum. There is even a feeling like wanting to repeat the past, whether I will betray my wife, I said in my heart.

Nooooo…. Is not Arum will soon be married to Rofiq, I can not be carried away like this, I said in my heart.

But why I even feel like there is a fear of losing Arum, Arum is not willing to marry someone else. What is this….????

 

 

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