Destiny Habibie

Bereft

"No! This is impossible!" habibie shouted with tears streaming down.

"Rome, Rima! I said, wake up! Did you forget tomorrow we're getting married?" Habibie shook Rima's stiff body.

"Surpassed, Son. Rima's quiet in there." Mother persuaded Habibie who looked so devastated.

"No! Why is fate so cruel, Mom? why did He take my Ream so fast Mom, why?" Habibie was getting more and more stunned and he immediately fell to the floor.

"Rima, wakeup! Please wake up!"

Mother walked quickly to Habibie's room, because she heard her son yell.

"Habib wakes up, son." Mother patted Habibie's cheek to get her son up.

"Yes Ma'am" Habibie replied, with her eyes closed.

He wiped his sweat, the same dream, still so clearly he saw. The loss of a loved one made him lose his way.

Habibie, a man who used to be friendly, smart and also a religious teacher, has now changed very far.

Habibie who now prefers to play, drunk and even he no longer works as a teacher. Let alone as a teacher, his obligations as a Muslim have been left since he lost Rima.

"Habib, let's fast pray in wait for your father," invited Mother, who felt her son did not want to get out of bed.

Habibie sat with his eyes closed, he really did not intend to do his mother's orders.

"Go take a shower, Dad's waiting" the mother ordered.

"Lazy, sleepy!" Habibie turned himself down again.

"Astaghfirullah, Son. Remember prayer is our duty, why did you leave?" Mother was so sad to see her son who is now a uracan.

"What about Rimaku prayers, will they come back?" habibie asked with her eyes closed.

"Oh my God, son. Why is it like that!" Mother snapped at Habibie with her disappointment.

"Why? Why me?" ask Habibie again. "Your Rim still didn't come back, so what for! She's the only one, then, why don't I!" Habibie now looks very angry.

He blames the destiny. The beautiful hope he had already put together with Rima, had to be destroyed in a matter of days.

A mother who sees anger mixed with sadness can only cry and mourn the fate of her child.

"What's wrong, ma'am?" ask the newly-appeared father and hear Habibie yell.

"Habib well," said the mother with trembling lips.

"He's grown up, let him choose his way, we as parents have repeatedly advised him and reprimanded him, but he stays that way. So let it go" said the father who now leads the wife out of her child's room.

Which father's heart will not be sad, when he sees his son who he has been proud of being this kind of urgency.

Every home always in a state of drunkenness and even not infrequently still berates his destiny.

"God, give us back our son as before. Gentle his heart, and give him the truth of Your destiny, "the inner father with the same prayer and hope.

"Yes, let's pray, ma'am. Pray that our sons may return to His ways." Father invites his wife to work through prayer.

"Yes yeah," answered the mother with a hiccup.

Alina who had seen everything since, could only shed tears. She was also sad to see her older brother become like that.

The older brother who used to speak softly and affectionately, had now turned so cold and fierce.

"Yes Allah. Thou art all-reversing, please restore the heart of Habib as it was then, heal the wounds in his heart, and lead him back to Thy way, O Robb." Alina kept praying for her sister.

The family was so devastated by the change in attitude experienced by Habibie, and could only pray for Habibie to become Habibie again.

"I miss you, Rima. Why did you leave so quickly? Why is this Rim." Habibie cried for the umpteenth time.

It's been two months, but Habibie has not been able to make Rima's departure.

It feels, so painful and devastated, when our loved ones leave suddenly and without any message.

Habibie always blamed fate, because for Habibie, fate was so cruel to him.

"Why God? Why did you take Rima so cruelly! Why!" habibie shouted in the room.

Father opened the door to Habibie's room violently. Dad was so angry and disappointed, that in the next minute, the agenda happened.

Plaques

One slap landed right on Habibie's left cheek just as the father was in front of him.

Dad looked at his hands, he didn't actually want to do that, but when he heard the child he was proud of was still drifting in grief and always blaming fate, he was furious.

He directly opened the door of Habibie's room violently and directly slapped her.

"Dad," said the mother with a quiver, as did Alina.

They had only seen the father angry for the first time like this.

Habibie who gets a slap can only peck, he did not expect the father who was always gentle and patient could do that.

"Sorry, sorry," I muttered as I walked back and left Habibie's room.

"Abang," said Alin with tears that had poured out.

He did not expect, his family that was always harmonious, could be this mess.

The mother who was not in power, finally chose to follow the husband to calm herself and her husband.

The two middle-aged men cried and hugged each other. The burden on their hearts felt increasingly heavy, as they watched one of their children become uncontrollable again.

"What's Dad supposed to do, Mom?" Dad kept asking his wife.

"Dad's a failure, Mom. Father is so useless," the cry of the father broke out in the arms of the wife who was also in the same state.

Cuddle each other, to strengthen each other. Their lives at the moment are at their lowest.

In the past, any kind of test they could always go through. But right now, this exam feels the toughest and most difficult.

Losing Rima was a test not only for Habibie, but also for her entire family.

"Dad, Mother." Alina called out with a hiccup.

"Come here, son." Dad spread his hands.

They forget, there is Alina who must also be saddened by this situation.

"I'm sorry Dad, for what you saw earlier, I just-"

Dad couldn't finish his words, he came back crying and this time, he hugged her the woman he loved and loved so much.

"Always pray for your brother yes, Lin, that he will return to being the brother we used to know," Mother asked still trying to control her crying.

"Yes Ma'am, I always pray for you in every bow" replied Alina who was still in the arms of her father.

Habibie, who was standing behind the walls of his parents' room, heard everything. But somehow his heart still has not moved to apologize and become the Habibie that used to be.

"The old Habibie, go with Rima, so please don't ask me to be the old Habibie anymore" Habibie murmured, before she left her parents' house and went somewhere.