Corpse

Body Crying

This morning I asked Jeni to replace her with a body makeup. Jeni said she had to come to her youngest son's school farewell stage and she just remembered this morning. It may sound funny a 47-year-old woman still has a child. But what is called the gift of the Power which we cannot refuse.

Thankfully, I had a shower and breakfast. So I'm in no hurry to go make up. After hanging up the phone from Jeni I changed my clothes and put on as much natural makeup as possible.

"The clothes are less menor, ma'am. The same time the dead body that mom made up later." ceplos Mita. Mita, her son likes to talk softly, although sometimes her speech is always right.

"Gushh ... If you say guarded deck." clap Maya over Mita's shoulder

"It's not a mother's problem but if the offended just how the ghost. He came to this house then ..."

"Ust. He's come don't talk about it anymore." My index finger is already on my lips. Leave Mita and Maya glued to my words.

"Mom, I'm coming." Maya already looked scared from the look on her face.

"Ehh what. If you come along, who am I?" mita was half upset

"Yes, you're your friend deck. After all, you will dare not like me who is a coward." reply Maya did not lose

"Not to fight. Don't forget to cook it, then I bring martabak if you go home."

"Yeah." So happy they both jumped.

"May ... Mita ... Mom left first." I said back

"Yes, ma'am" they said at the same time

While being in a cage, the figure behind Mita is now sitting in a cage with me. He sat next to the loudspeaker, crying as if he regretted something he did.

"Huu .. hikss .. huu."

Then he laughed as if he had never cried. I was surprised it was not only humans who could be depressed. What did this woman die of?

Until this angkot stops where I'm headed. He still cried and laughed in turn. If anyone could see a ghost like me, maybe he'd come down before he got there.

"Dharma Bhakti Orphanage." I said reading the sign in front of the fence.

Once again I looked at the location Jeni shared Whatsapp ordered to make sure it came back. This orphanage looks lonely only 5 people are sitting in the front balcony. Then there was an old mother who might be 65 years old coming to me.

"Sarti's mom isn't her friend Jeni's mom who replaces makeup ?" said Vienna's mother. I agreed and was welcome to come in. This orphanage seems to be very old seen from the form of window ornaments and tile floors. The hanging lights use dangling iron and a swivel fan above the ceiling.

I was then taken to the middle room where the corpse in her beautiful clothes fell asleep forever. That woman's face was the same as the figure that followed me from home. When I was left alone in the middle room, I felt goosebumps. How can't a pair of eyes around every corner see me make up this woman.

"Bismillah." Not to forget I read al-Fatihah's letter to the mayor. Then I began to apply makeup by rubbing the moisturizer I mixed with the foundation. After that when I wanted to apply makeup, the tears flowed from the right corner towards the ears and the left corner near the nose. I wiped her tears over and over again until the foundation faded. I close my index finger to the nose of this woman's corpse and hold her pulse.

Niente. Even his hands felt cold indicating that there was no more spirit in his body. I read al-Fatihah's letter again 3 times not to forget Al-Ikhlas's letter. Slowly the tears that come out are slightly reduced.

"Please, make peace with destiny. Please don't make your funeral difficult." I said whispering

"Is there anything I can help you with? Maybe you want me to send a message to the owner of this parlor." That instant also the cry of this woman stopped. He whispered in my ear.

"I apologize to Miss Vienna. For the last 15 years I've been bothering him, even if I don't care about his situation. Also express my gratitude for being the best foster mother who loved me so much since I was replaced. One more thing, I want to bring my wedding ring. It's covered in the bottom of the shirt, I put it in my wedding invitation card first."

"Alright if that is your last request. But first I want to make you up." I said nervously

"Do it."

Fifteen minutes passed and the woman's body was done. Shortly thereafter the Viennese ma'am came near me. I carefully delivered the woman's last message to Miss Vienna. Without a word, Viennese ma'am took my hand to the room in front of the coffin. He opened the closet and looked for the invitation card. Breaking the cries of the Viennese mother found the invitation card that had been shabby especially after the ring fell to the floor.

"Russia ... I'm sorry, I'm sorry son."

"Huu .. hiks .. hiks."

"Why is your life so poor, son. You left your mother in this orphanage."

"Huu .. hiks .. huu."

"After you were married your husband died soon and your husband's family wasted your life and drove you crazy for 5 years."

"Even the last 10 years you haven't gotten a soul mate back and been booed by everyone."

"Huu .. hiks .. hiks."

"I'm sorry for the mother who couldn't do more for you. Please be at peace with God and be in heaven with your husband."

The pent-up feeling of the Viennese mother gushed while hugging the photo of Wulan. I saw Vienna crying too. How strong their inner bond is even if not blood. Wulan smiled at me and showed her finger.

"Mother, Wulan has calmed down now. I must accept the departure of Wulan. This ring is better if we put it first, ma'am, before we forget." I led Viennese mother into the living room to Wulan's coffin. Miss Vienna was seen holding back tears as she put the ring on Wulan's ring finger.

"Mother ... Sorry, may I ask?" look at me at Vienna

"Of course you can, Miss Sarti."

"Why are so few people taking Wulan away?" my question is meaningful

Miss Vienna sighed looking at the outside window.

"Mom, I'm sorry I was so presumptuous. No need to answer, ma'am." I said slowly. Miss Vienna turned around and walked towards me. He held my hand tightly and his body trembled. I hugged him and rubbed the back of the Vienna ma'am.

"I-I don't want to be on the last day of Wulan in the world, he gets insults and scorn from people. Including the orphanage children here, they were even afraid of Wulan. Wulan had only shaken her mind all this time." Miss Vienna let go of my embrace, she thanked me so much. Even I was given a lot of money compared to what I used to be.

"Mom, this is too much." But Miss Vienna forced me to accept it.

"The money is for the needs of the school's mother's children." concluded Miss Vienna. I would like to thank Miss Vienna. Wulan was standing behind the Vienna ma'am, she thanked me and she turned into a white puff of smoke and disappeared.