Dimadu Tak Semanis Honey

The Grief of Village Flower

"What's? aren't you sane, Lee? even mama can forgive your fatal Papa's mistake. Why did you divorce Siti just for a small mistake?"

"He caused Naura to enter this house. She's the main reason I slept with that asshole."

"It's out of her control, Lee. If Siti knew everything, she would never force you to marry Naura."

"Even I don't understand why? why is she forcing me to marry her so much."

"Mama doesn't want another daughter-in-law. Get him now."

"Sorry, Ma."

"Why?"

"Our divorce papers have been sent to the village."

"Leee!" shouted Miss Han hysterically.

Meanwhile, Lee left just like that leaving Bu Han who still found it hard to just catch his breath.

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Yellow flag flying. The sad cry was heartbreaking to anyone who heard it.

The village flower that has now withered, must accept the bitter reality of the most bitter in his life.

Crying lamenting the mummified body of his father, with a hand squeezing the file of his divorce with Lee.

Zidan, who was no less sad, was seen leaning on his Teteh shoulder. With the same tears.

They're just two, now. No longer can mom and dad be the protectors. No more husbands should strengthen Siti at this time.

Luckily there is still Erlangga who faithfully accompanied him since a month ago he left the house. The man was seen busy helping residents to bury the body of Mr. Muhiddin.

Eater finished. The mourners went one by one. Now, there are only Siti, Zidan and also Erlangga.

Siti was crying hysterically over her father's belly button, the father who had always been her strength all along.

"Teh, we're home. It's late afternoon," Zidan asked

"Later tonight, we have to convene Father. Yuk, go home."

After a few hours, Siti finally moved on and left.

"Sir, Siti's home. The quiet dad there. Siti promised to look after Zidan. It's never going anywhere again. The city will always be here. In our house. Mr .... Siti apologized for not being able to make you happy, not being able to repay all the father's services to Siti.

"Udah, tea." Zidan sniffled.

"Siti pamit, sir. Goodbye, rest in peace."

Siti sprinkled flowers and a last bottle of water for her Father. Stepping so heavily, it was as if he wanted to stay there with Mr. Muhiddin.

Azan Isya arrives. Siti and Zidan pray together. Tears still dripped from her eyes. As soon as the greeting, the powerless Zidan endured the sadness, immediately turned around and poured into Siti's embrace.

"Patience, pray that your father is calm and his grave is laid out."

"Don't cry, your father will be heavy to go."

"God willing, Mr. Muhiddin, calm down. You guys are patient."

Siti wept tightly hugging the sister who is now the only family in the world.

Siti stopped her crying as the fathers who would perform the ordination came one by one. Ustad came and the tahlilan began.

Nearly an hour of tahlilan. They went home and the mothers helped them.

Erlangga could only sit outside. Remember, Siti who is now a widow and is undergoing idah time. At least that's what the mothers said. Erlangga came near the kades there. The deliberation that resulted in the consensus that, Erlangga will be accompanied by other youths to accompany Siti. They waited outside with coffee and food.

From beginning to end, Erlangga who bore and arranged everything. The grieving woman could do nothing.

Zidan, who had fallen asleep in Siti's lap, began to fall asleep. With a soft elusan on his head.

"You should sleep too. Don't get sick, "persuade Erlangga.

Siti shook her head slowly.

"You must be strong, at least for Zidan's sake. Eat, yes."

"I miss Lee. I really wish he was here. But ...." Siti back sniffling.

"Why should it be like this? how big? no, my mistake was big, I caused him to fornicate with Naura."

"It wasn't your fault. It was all purely because he was selfish. Lee is looking for a scapegoat for his disappointment to cover up his anger."

"Eating, yeah. If you're sick, who should Zidan lean on?"

Siti speechless. Erlangga considers it as an agreement from Siti.

Erlangga returned with warm rice and chicken soup.

"Eat, do I want a bribe?"

"No, it will cause slander."

"Then eat it."

"Yes." Yeah."

Siti takes the plate. Forgetting little by little rice into his mouth. Sometimes, her tears fall. How much she misses the husband who is now her ex-husband.

Suppose they are still united. Perhaps, right now, Siti was complaining of her grief, shedding her tears in her arms.

The tears are getting bigger. The sadness in the stay of the Father, and the sadness of losing the husband can not be contained anymore. His crying made Zidan wake up. Seeing Siti crying, Zidan immediately hugged his Teteh.

"Patience, Tea. This is a test for us. Don't cry anymore." Zidan tried to calm down.