ENDRO, THE BODYGUARD

REALISE TOO LATE

"Alhamdulillah... Today I came home not too late as usual..." Endro said again and again from now on, after many times giving thanks because the harvest has been sold out in a short time.

Oh Allah... Why do I miss Mentari so much today?~ Inner Endro. He was so distressed by his own feelings for thinking too much about Mentari, his wife.

On a deserted street, Endro nimbly stepped on the brake pedal of his car, and, when a cat passes from the right of the road to the front of his father's old car that he was driving at the time (People's belief about a bad feeling that will happen to him or even his family).

"Astaghfirullah's... What'sthis?" Endro was so surprised. "Why are my feelings getting so bad?" His own words are getting worse.

His heart beats unbecoming. Endro's heart was not calm because of it. His body shivered at the thought of nothing he was unable to imagine at that moment.

Endro was about to return his car, but suddenly his car engine suddenly died. Many times Endro tried to stop, but his efforts were not successful at all.

Taqdirs. Yes, it is the truth that makes it all. The scenario of God that he lived at that time without him realizing the mystery of what is grappling in his future.

"Yes Allah... What else is this?" His murmurs were getting worried, agitated and restless.

"May this not be a bad sign, O Allah..." His plea to the Powerful One while rubbing roughly his face, gave a calmness in his anxious heart.

Endro got out of his car to check the engine in the head of his car. Several times he tried to tinker, but his face continued to look confused.

He was throwing his breath away as if giving up. It was at this time that he had his first meeting with Ridwan Ghani, the late Opanya Nummi. A good stranger, who gave himself a ride back then.

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"That's the story, son. Next, you should already know, right? Yeah, that's when Om met your late opamu. He gave Om a ride to this house." Endro sobs. Although he no longer continued his story, but he and Nummi knew of its continuation.

Nummi nodded quickly. He would also not be able to hear it from Endro's own mouth. Even many times his father told about the end of Mentari's life, many times he also shed tears.

"Sorry, Om... Maafin Nummi's... Hix... Hix... Hix... Nummi's sorry Om..." Many times Nummi apologized. He listened to Endro's story. Immediately, he grabbed Endro's arm and leaned against the shoulder that still looked burly belonging to the middle-aged man beside him.

"Om doesn't know, somehow the pain that Om is feeling now, is much greater than before. It hurts so much... In fact, lately Om deliberately ran away. But still, Om wants to go back to that time...

And now I'm aware of why... Om sober... That someone who comes into our lives, is a big influence on us than all the material we have. His whole life came with him.

And if we can't take care of him, then it's too late... We will realize that our whole living soul will die and go with it..." Endro sounded bitter.

"Cry, Om. If crying can make Om relieved..." Pinta Nummi rubs Endro's shoulder.

"Now Om is sorry. Now it's... Only now Om sorry, son..." Isak Endro is becoming.

The mentari... Oh Allah... The mentari... I'm sorry, honey... I was never aware of my feelings all this time...~ Inner Endro.

"All his wishes are granted, dear. His desire to die in the arms of Om was also fulfilled at that time. Om sorry... I regretted noticing that his last words were a sign that he would be gone forever." Endro's voice sounded violently trembling. He sobbed at the thought of his mistakes in the past, the mistake of never realizing the premonition Mentari had shown at the last moment for them together.

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