
Dewi and Bhumi take wide steps to be able to immediately arrive at the place rumored to be the scene of the accident. The accident involving Sita with no idea who must have made the two people feel anxiety. In her footsteps, they showed her the pinta, may the girl's life be saved.
Several people were seen clustered over the shoulder of the road. Netra Bhumi and Dewi are both perfectly rounded at a time from a distance seeing fresh spots d*rah splattered. That sight is what makes the bones in the body as if crushed.
"Sita!!!"
The goddess broke through the crowd in order to immediately see the state of the little girl she already considered as her own biological sister. His chest was already rumbling and his tears had been pouring down his face since he heard the news that Sita had an accident. And this time, he really wanted to ascertain the state of the girl with his own eyes.
The goddess was stunned as her gaze stopped on the figure of the little girl who was crying sobbing while hugging the body of a woman who was lying covered by a piece of cloth. The woman's body dah*rah seemed to be a sign that this accident was indeed an inevitable fatal accident.
"Sita?"
The little girl who turned out to be Sita turned her head towards the source of the voice. "Sir Goddess!"
No longer able to withstand all the tightness in the chest, the Goddess crouched down beside the girl. He also grabbed the small body of Sita and then he brought it into his arms.
"Sita... Are you okay? Nothing happened to you, right?"
"Mother Kak .. Ibu Sita ..."
There was nothing more coming out of Sita's lips other than the sound of heart-wrenching crying. The girl roared as if spilling all the sadness and destruction she had experienced. And he could only tightly embrace the body of the Goddess.
Hearing Sita say the word mother, Dewi already understood that the one who had this fatal accident was not Sita, but the mother. Although his heart also felt the sadness experienced by this girl, but he was a little relieved because Sita was fine without one less thing. He can only continue to provide calm for this girl through the warm embrace he gave.
"The patient one . This is all the destiny of God. I have to cut my mother."
The little girl remained silent. His breath also seemed to be wheezing like holding something that squeezed the chest.
"Law..."
Goddesses looks up. Bhumi approached her.
"Well, does the body have to be taken to the hospital first?"
Bhumi nodded his head. "Yes Dew, let the body be taken to the hospital first to be purified. After that, it was buried."
"Then, what about the biker who hit Sita Bang's mother?"
"Motor drivers also died from being slammed up to several meters ahead. And his family took care of his body, too."
Bhumi leaned his body in front of these swarming people. "Fathers, please immediately prepare a burrow for Sita's mother. After the hospital, we just mummified immediately, considering that there are no family members who are waiting."
Those people nodded obediently. While Bhumi crouched near Sita and Dewi. The man also hugged Sita's body.
"You are patient, Ta. Release of mother's departure. Now we go home to take care of Mom's body."
"Bang Bhumi .... Sita no longer has anyone. Sita alone Bang...!!!"
Bak slashed sebilu, Bhumi's heart also beat pain. What Sita experienced, exactly the same as what she experienced in childhood. Both were left behind by the figure of a mother in the tragedy of a fatal accident.
"We have to be patient. Let me go quietly. After this, Sita lives with bang Bhumi and also sister Dewi, yes. So forever Sita will never feel alone."
The three men rose from their positions. Now they stand by hugging each other to strengthen each other. Not long after, an ambulance arrived and immediately evacuated the body of Sita's mother.
***
Sita, the little girl is still seen covered in grief. Losing the only family member he had, made it seem like he lost half his life. Since the funeral, the girl did not rest her body properly. His eyes looked blank and glanced out the window.
"Sita .. is yes. Sita don't keep going like this. If it's like this, Sita's gonna get sick."
"Sita misses Mom, sister. If only Sita could take good care of mother, surely mother will not be hit by a motorbike. It's all Sita's fault, brother."
The tears flowed back down every corner of Sita's face that looked beautiful. She blames herself for not being able to look after her mother well. And chose to sink himself into that guilt.
"Crssttt ... Sita can't talk like that. This has all become God's will, so this is not Sita's fault. Sita should be able to accept the situation yes. I must have been calm on God's side."
The goddess again strengthened the soul of Sita who was shaken. He hugged the girl's body tightly. He rubbed his back and head with great affection. Losing someone most loved, it really made this little girl lose her footing.
"After this Sita should how Kak? Sita lives a kara. No family."
Goddess smiled knot. It turned out that this girl was afraid to live alone without any family accompanying her. "We don't have to worry. Sita does not remember what bang Bhumi said? Today Sita and sister Dewi will move to the house of bang Bhumi. That means Sita does not live a kara because Dewi and bang Bhumi are Sita family."
Sita was slightly stunned. He lifted his arms from the body of the Goddess. "What does Goddess mean? Indeed, we will move to the house of bang Bhumi which is only a little distance from Sita's house?"
"No, Sita. We're moving into the real bang Bhumi house. Not here anymore."
Sita digested the words of the Goddess. He who previously felt worried about living alone in fact there is a little happiness that flows. The girl's face changed a little. The sparkle of happiness was clearly visible on his face.
"Yeah, now Sita can't be sad anymore. Sita must be eager to live in this world. Be a strong and tough Sita, so that you can make your deceased mother happy."
The clattering of one's footsteps is heard flowing softly in the sense of hearing Sita and also Goddess. Both of them looked towards the source of the sound. Seen, Bhumi with slightly wet clothes entered this house.
"Bang, are you raining?"
Shaking his head, Bhumi smiled faintly. "No Dew. I'm wearing a jacket to cover my head."
"Why don't you wait for the bang?"
"It's gone Dew, just drizzle the drizzle. Oh right, are you all ready? When you're ready, let's go. I've asked Hans to pick us up."
Dewi gave a gesture to Bhumi by glancing towards Sita. The Goddess's eyes glanced as if to speak so that this man would help calm Sita's heart. Under the implicit intent, Bhumi brought his body closer to Sita and he gently swiped the tip of the little girl's head.
"We don't want to make you sad, do we?"
Sita shook her head slowly. "No Bang, Sita wants to make mom always happy."
"If Sita does not want to make mother sad, then Sita also must not continue to grieve. From today on, Sita should be more excited to be able to make mom smile happily in heaven."
"But...."
"Yes, my dear. Don't say it again. Now we get ready. After this, Sita will again get a whole family even much more crowded than here. So, Sita will never be alone."
In the end, the girl complied with what Bhumi said. Nothing he brought from this house. He only brought his body, because Bhumi had prepared all the needs needed by Sita.
The rain has really stopped. The three men set foot out to get out of this house. Arriving at the door, the Goddess paused for a moment her footsteps. He looks at this building with a difficult gaze to read.
Suddenly his heart was enveloped by the novelty. His eyes warmed up and passed a clear grain from there. The woman smiled bitterly as she stared fixedly at the building from this plywood.
Good bye my house... Until I will never get you out of my memory. Because you are the first place to hold me in this body when it has no place to shelter.