
Twenty years ago.
Prang.
The sound of the falling glass made Ardi startled, with hasty steps. He approached the mother who was still staring with an empty look.
"What's wrong, ma'am?" asked Ardi a little panicked, looking at the mother's slightly paled face.
Bu Surti stared at the face of the child who was now standing in front of him. The tears came down without being prevented, the regret slowly entering his heart.
When he heard that his ex-daughter-in-law was gone. Because of an accident he had.
"Mom?" call Ardi again. "Mother gapapa right, don't make Ardi afraid Mom. Mother why?"
Unwilling to get an answer, Ardi approached and touched the old mother's arm.
Bu Surti wakes up and cries, "I-ilham, Ar. Inspiration no longer exists?"
"I mean Mom, what?"
Bu Surti slightly sobbed as he tried to explain what was going on.
"Mother got word that Ilham was dead Ar!" said Surti bu with a little stammering.
"Whoa, Mas Ilham died Ma'am! When?" said Ardi who was equally surprised when he heard the news of the death of the former brother-in-law.
Mrs Surti fell down crying, "It's Mom's fault, Ar! It's Mom's fault!" said raucous.
Ardi sat down beside the Mother, "How could this be Mom's fault, while we know nothing, Mom!" said Ardi who tried to make her mother calm.
"And who did you hear from?" ask Ardi again.
While sobbing, Surti told how he knew that the former daughter-in-law was dead. And with tears still flowing, Ms. Surti also told how it could be her fault.
Flashbacks.
The unrelenting ringing of cell phone sounds made bi Surti undo his intention to take drinking water, the thirst that he had been enduring, since then, he was forced to hold back when the name of the former besan was again plastered on the screen of his phone.
With a heavy feeling, Surti answered the phone call from his ex-made. Even though the previous incident has made him feel crowded if he continues to remember. Readers remember their last discussion.
"Strade ..o." It's not over yet, Surti said hello. The voice from across the phone made him wonderfully surprised.
"Thank you, your efforts not to bring my son together with his son finally came true. Satisfied now you? Because of you now my son is gone with all the yearning he has in his heart! Because of your selfishness my son died with a wound in his heart! I hope someday you will get the same thing I'm going through now!" said Suryo's mom before hanging up.
Hearing the swearing of the former besan, making bi Surti's body relax instantly. Until the glass he held fell and broke along with the tears that came down from his old eyes.
Flashback.
"Mother is wrong Ar, mother is wrong!" isak bu Surti slowly.
Ardi hugged her and gave her peace. "It's not Mom's fault, our intention is just not to want Hanum or Reyhan hurt when Ilham decided to return. So calm yourself, okay, just think of this as a disaster?"
Bu Surti was still crying as Ardi tried to calm him down. "Let's go there, ma'am, to see Ilham for the last time?"
***
Ms. Suryo was still lying weakly in the hospital bed. His mind drifted away, as he recalled the doctor's words before he fell unconscious.
His heart! No more than his world was destroyed. As he hopes to get the good news that has been awaited after the accident of the child. But even the sad news that he now receives.
His hope of seeing his son alive is now buried along with the child's own body. It sounded like an incision, slow but blasphemous right in the heart of the listener.
Mr. Suryo who is also waiting for the wife siuman, a little slip when he found his wife like a person who lost his direction.
His eyes were blank, with the rest of the tears that had not completely stopped flowing. Mr. Suryo gently touched the wife's hand.
"Ma, are you conscious? How you feeling?" Ms. Suryo looked at her husband's face before she cried again. "Do I look okay, Pa?" The question came from Suryo's lips.
Mr. Suryo lowered his head, his heart also shattered his world also collapsed but to show all that he could not. Trying to stand up and look strong for the wife that he is currently doing. "Ma?" Call Mr. Suryo slowly. "Oh yeah, maybe in this way, Inspiration will calm down there. Inspiration no longer feels pain and surely he can be happy now?"
Hearing the hurt husband's words that Bu Suryo felt increasingly became, "This is all because of Surti, if he did not prevent Ilham to meet Reyhan. Maybe my inspiration is still here Pa!" The issue is harder.
"Don't blame anyone else, Ma?" said Mr. Suryo who disagrees with the words of his wife. "Remember, everything that happened has become the destiny of God we must be sincere Ma!"
Bu Suryo grew sobbing at the husband's words. The feeling of tightness was still squeezing in his chest. While Suryo's mother was still drowning in wounds from loss, the door of her ward was opened from the outside and revealed Aditya's face.
"Excuse me sir, sorry to interrupt for a moment?" aditya said as he stepped his feet to go deeper.
"What's Dit?" ask Mr. Suryo lirih.
"Ilham's body has been bathed, the doctor asked whether it was taken home or buried directly?" aditya replied with a bow.
Hearing Aditya's words, Bu Suryo came back crying. "Bring Dit home first, I want to be with my son for the last time. Before I actually lost it."
Aditya patted and immediately went to carry out the orders of his master.
"M ..ma!" No time Pak Suryo said a word, Suryo's hand first raised, indicating that his decision was correct.
"For this time, please leave it like this Pa! I just want to see my son one last time, before my eyes close to catch up with him."
Mr. Suryo nodded silently, even his spirit evaporated along with the words of the wife.
***
The whitewashed house that is usually quiet now looks crowded, many people who come to just say condolences.
The death of Inspiration has a huge impact on everything, no exception. Either from his own family or from others.
Likewise with Hanum, at the age of pregnancy that is already approaching the day of birth. He received news of Ilham's death which surprised him. Sakha who also got the news was also surprised, considering that the ex-husband of his wife lived far from this country. And the news of his sudden death made him think.
"You want to go there?" sakha asked when she saw Hanum just staring at the phone in her hand.
Hanum looked at Sakha and nodded hesitantly, "Can I?"
Sakha nodded steadily, "Prepare we go home, hem?"
Hanum smiled and nodded. She rushed back to Jakarta to calm her mother and to meet her ex-husband for the last time.
****
Finally the second extra part to write also, sorry if the writing is not in accordance with what you expect. Again sorry and thank you. Happy Reading 😊🙏🙏