Died Marriage

Funeral

In the afternoon, the funeral and the body are ready to be buried. Nazeera deeply regrets that she did not forgive Jaya in her lifetime. I don't know, why every time he was with Jaya he always didn't appreciate it. Or maybe because during his childhood and before marriage he always teased Nazeera, so it feels that the woman does not appreciate it?

"Ang? I-I want to apologize to him for my mistake with him." Nazeera was embraced by Tamar.

Now Nazeera stands watching her husband be buried. Tamar was very sad, but whatever the power, she also should not be weak for her sister.

Loe owes it to me, I take care of Loe's wife. Loe has to pay me. Don't joke about being buried, now you're up, my sister's sorry you.

Tamar doesn't allow Nazeera to open or see Jaya's body one last time. The woman was eager to see her husband's body, but Tamar did not allow it, fearing that Nazeera would become hysterical.

Seeing the little sister dissolve in her sadness, she buried Nazeera's face in her chest to give her strength.

Ayu and Mitha were also there. Mitha was near Nazeera by sitting in a wheelchair. They stood lined up on neatly arranged bricks.

Mitha rubbed Nazeera's hand. "He just needs prayer. Don't grieve. If you take it for granted, then the path will be made easier, you are his wife, pray for her salvation in the Hereafter. Be patient!"

Wife? Yes, now that I'm your wife Jay, I don't want to be left behind, let alone be a widow at this age. Don't make me hate you more by making me a widow. Jay, grant my request, get up. I miss you.

"I'll be there first, you take care of Nazeera." Say Tamar coldly.

Why has his attitude been so cold lately?

Inner Ayu.

"Thank you, Mit."

"Zee, you better go home, your face is so pale. Take care of your health, too, Zee." Ayu.

Nazeera is still hospitalized, but she still wants to be present at her husband's funeral for the last time.

"Yu, I feel so lost to him. No one else is always teasing me, interrupting my activities. No more reigning endlessly, no more her laughter, no Yu, hikz hikz hikz. He once apologized, but I have not forgiven him, hikz hikz hikz. I-I'm not perfect to be his wife, she should be happy for me too." Nazeera hugged Ayu tightly and let out all the grievances she felt.

Nazeera's cry was ransacked, when he saw the funeral was over. He walked, followed by Ayu, while Mitha just watched from afar. He could not go there, because of his limitations that he had.

"Zee, don't be sad anymore, pray her like Mitha said earlier." Ayu reminded Nazeera as they were about to arrive.

Prayer has been said, people have gone. Many of Jaya's work relatives were present. Those who know about his co-worker's marriage are only sorry for what happened to him.

"Mrs, let me talk." Dedi.

Nazeera looked up, now she was hugging the husband's tombstone.

"What do you want to say?" Ask. His voice was gone, no longer heard very clearly.

Dedi bowed, "i'm here to present Jaya's lawyer. He wants to say something."

(What will the lawyer say? He is still in mourning now)

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