
That afternoon the hamlet of Jatisari mourned because one of the elders in the hamlet had gone to face the divine for ever. The hardest hit that day was the paklik, the only child of the wayang mbah Arni. Mila's cousin went to her boss and called the store outside the city where the client was. Paklik was told that his mother's condition was critical. He was not immediately told that his mother had died for fear of anything happening before arriving in the hamlet of Jatisari. Paklik immediately went home right then and there, cousin of Mila's mother waiting for paklik at work. A few hours later the paklik came and was immediately rammed by a cousin of Mila's mother to the funeral home.
Once on the roadside, in front of the house Mbah Arni, Paklik immediately jumped from the top of the bonfire and ran towards his mother's house. Maybe he just realized that his mother was dead because he saw the tools of the death row in front of his childhood home. There are two large timba, there is a coffin, and a veil to bathe the corpse that has been installed in front of the house.
"Yahoooooooooo!!!" yelled loudly and heartbreakingly.
Paklik smuggled in among the crowd of citizens surrounding the remains of Mbah Arni. Mbah Arni's body was not placed in his room, but has been moved in the living room. Beside the remains of Mbah Arni there are several neighbors who teach and bulik who are constantly crying near the body of his mother-in-law. Bulik turned his head when Paklik first watched his mother's body stretched stiff on the mattress.
"Mommy, you're gone, Mom!" bulik said to paklik with trembling lips.
"Yahoooooo!!!" yelled paklik while revealing the cloth that covered the face of Mbah Arni. Arni's face with a sweaty forehead and a cleaner face than usual. Paklik kissed his mother's face while crying a mouthful. Some neighbors pulled up the hysterical body of the man.
"Don't let your tears drip on your mother's body! It will weigh on your mother" said the man who pulled the body. Initially paklik did not pubrisnya, but after being withdrawn several times finally paklik melt.
"I'm sorry, Mom! I rarely see you, Mom. I'm too busy looking for our son, Mom. I'm sorry, Mom!" the sound of pacik crying.
"You better teach! That's what your mother needs now" said one neighbor.
After hearing the advice of the neighbors, finally paklik was calmer his heart. Paklik went to the back well for ablution, after which he read a letter of yasin beside the corpse of Mbah Arni which had been closed again starting from the tip of the head to the tip of the foot.
The residents took to royong to prepare for the management of Arni's body. Parto and I drew water from the back well to meet two large timbas that will be used to bathe the body of Mbah Arni. For the business of digging the grave was finished before the paklik came. So when the Paklik was finished teaching, the body of Mbah Arni was immediately bathed, my mother and Parto's mother also bathed because among other neighbors, Arni's relationship with our mother was both closer. Bulik almost fainted when bathing Mbah Arni's body because he still did not believe in the departure of his mother-in-law. But my mother strengthened her bulik heart, if she still wants to bathe Arni, then her heart must be strengthened. Finally, the bulik can survive until the process of bathing the corpse is completed.
For the affairs of pengafani, mbah Putri who led assisted some other mothers, while bulik hastened sunah bath after bathing the body. Bulik helped mbah Putri powder the face of Mbah Arni. Princess said, Mbah Arni's face was very beautiful at that time. Princess until sad to see her childhood friend was already facing God first.
Exactly at five in the afternoon, the body of Mbah Arni finished being buried. There are so many residents who participated in praying and taking the departure of Mbah Arni to his final resting place. It is undeniable, all residents feel the loss of the figure of an elder in this hamlet, who always teaches courage and patience to younger people.
"Mom, forgive my sins, huh? I promised Mak, I'll find Mak's grandson.
Me and Parto who heard that remark felt like we were sliced in our hearts. How painful the wounds that paklik and bulik felt until now. Wounds that can only be healed by the discovery of their only child. I pray on the altar of Mbah Arni, may the sins of Mbah Arni be forgiven by Allah SWT. And his worship during his life, received by Allah SWT, and we pray that paklik and bulik can soon be met with their only child.
In the evening after the magrib, the surrounding community flocked to pray together at the house of Mbah Arni. So many residents were present, in front of the house Mbah Arni until held some tarpaulin rolls. The event runs with solemnity and solemnity, said Nur who led the event. While praying, Parto and I shed tears. We remember having been helped by Mbah Arni in uncovering the mystery in this hamlet and saving my mother who was kidnapped by the late mbah Agus.
Towards the time of Isya, the tahlilan event was completed. After returning from the house of Mbah Arni, Parto and I stopped by the mosque to perform the prayers of Isya in congregation. After that, we both went back to our homes.
A few minutes at home, I heard the sound of someone knocking on the front door. I also headed to the front door. I opened the door, and when I opened it, there was no one in front of the house. I circled around to look for that person, maybe the one who knocked on the door left before I opened the door. However, there's no one out there. I closed the door and walked to one of the chairs in the living room. Just now that I was sitting in the guest chair, the front door was knocked back by someone from the outside.
"Who?" my yelling.
Silent. No response from outside. I walked slowly to the door. And back I screamed.
"Who's out there?"
Either because I didn't hear my screams, there was no answer I heard. However, this time I saw clearly, in front of the door there really was someone standing waiting for the door to open.
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