He's Mine (Sharing Love)

He's Mine (Sharing Love)
There's a Lot of Grief



Anjani and Abhimanyu's marriage will be held in two days. Now, Anjani is getting ready to go to the tomb of her father and mother. He wanted to make a pilgrimage, as well as asking for permission and blessing both of them, even though only through prayer.


At Anjani's house, there were already several brothers who had come to help in the preparation of her wedding. Make cakes, and food for delivery and also dishes for guests who come later.


"Oms. Jani lives first yes, want to go to the tomb of father and mother first," said Anjani to his brother who has often helped him.


"Yes be careful.You want some delivery?" tanya Om Anjani, offered to be delivered to the tomb area.


"No need Om, thank you. Jani can ride an ojek in front of the alley there. Or who happened to pass in front there are also many kok," replied Anjani, rejecting his Om_ offer.


Finally, Anjani walks out of the house, after her om_ nods assentively. Coincidentally, there was indeed a motorcycle taxi driver who passed in front of the house.


"Bang ojek!" yelled Anjani, hailing the passing ojekman.


"To the area of the tomb yes Bang," said Anjani told, after he climbed on a motorbike.


"Yes Tea," replied the carpenter while nodding.


After arriving at the cemetery, Anjani goes down and pays. "Thank you Bang" said Anjani, nodding and smiling faintly.


"Teen Tea together" replied the carpenter, then turned his motorbike, and passed from the burial area.


Anjani, walking among the neatly arranged rows of tombstones, was like a row. She, who was already carrying a flower basket and two bottles of water, headed straight to the graves of her parents. Both tombs, indeed juxtaposed, so Anjani no longer need to look for one of them.


Anjani crouched down, as soon as he reached between the tomb of his father and mother. He rubbed his mother's headstone first, only then changed it with his father's headstone.


Anjani prayed for both, that she might be given peace and a good place with her Lord.


After that, Anjani sprinkled flowers on the surface of the tomb of his father and also his mother, then doused them with water.


"Dad, mom. Hope you two stay calm there. Jani, would like to tell you, that two more days will be married to the Abhimanyu mas. He was a friend of Jani's when she was in college. Dad, sorry. Jani can't continue the marriage that dad arranged when Jani is in a coma. It's for everyone's happiness, not just for Jani, or just one person. Sorry yeah. Later, after Jani and Mas Abhimanyu are officially married, Jani will bring him here."


After that, Anjani again prayed for the peace of his father and mother. Before long, he got out of his place and walked back home.


"Jani," said someone Anjani did not know.


"Yes, who is it?" asked Anjani by trying to remember, who is the person in front of her at this time.


"I'm Risma, a classmate from High School first," replied Risma, the person who had reprimanded Anjani.


"Rism... Risma who he said now, working as a teacher at the High School as well?" tanya Anjani made sure.


Risma nodded, smiling and stretching out her hands to welcome Anjani into her arms.


"Rism.... How are you?" anjani asked, as soon as the two of them hugged each other.


"good. You yourself how are you? Why don't you come, when there's a reunion?" asked Risma again, then let go of her embrace.


"You know Ris. I'm not as easy to get along with as you and other friends. I'm sorry, yes" Anjani replied, with a face that went awry. He became uncomfortable with Risma's question.


"Oh yes too. Uh, you're from your mother's grave?" ask Risma, who already knows, if Anjani's mother is dead.


"Yes, from mom's tomb and dad's."


"Lho, is your father dead?" ask Risma in shock.


"Yes, my father died in the accident that happened to me as well. Ah, already. Don't talk about it anymore. Where are you going?" anjani asked, distracting Risma, for not wanting to discuss the accident, which made her have to be the wife of a series of Ocean Eagle.


"I'm going to my husband's grave" replied Risma.


"Su... husband?" ask Anjani in shock. She never knew, if Risma was married and now it was her husband, had died too.


"Yes. He had a heart attack when he fell down the stairs."


"Patience to Risma. I'm sorry, I don't know" Anjani said, rubbing her friend's arm.


"Oh yeah Jani, are you married?" risma asked, shifting their conversation, so as not to be sad anymore.


"Have, uh he means not yet. Just getting married, two more days."


"Oh yeah? Well, congratulations, hopefully smooth and lasting. The hunt will also have children. Oh yes, my son is two years old and now he's at home, with his grandmother."


Anjani smiled, hearing Risma's words about the children. He remembered Awan, the son of the Eagle and Adhisti.


"Woman, be well, son," Anjani prayed, to Awan, who is now almost two years old as well.


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Along the way, Anjani so thought that everyone also experienced sadness, even in different circumstances. Not only did she feel sad, because she was abandoned by her father, but Risma was also even more sad, because her husband had not been able to accompany her all this life, to raise their children, she said, which is now two years old.


"Hopefully, you can find the happiness of Risma" Anjani prayed, remembering her friend.


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Anjani's cell phone vibrated in the bag. Anjani, who had just exited the cemetery area, stopped first to see who was calling her at the moment.


..."Mr. mas."...


It turned out that the one who was calling Anjani at this time was, Abhimanyu, her future husband, in two days.


"Where are you?" abhimanyu asked, when he heard the sounds of vehicles passing by.


..."Jani's in the cemetery. I'm going home." ...


..."Don't like going alone. Moreover, this was nearing its time. I don't want, if anything happens to you, when nothing." ...


..."Yes sorry, mas. Jani, go home first. That, there's a passing ojek."...


..."Yes carefully. Tell the carpenter, just slow down!" ...


..."Yes mas."...


Click!


Phone connection is closed. Anjani, a motorcycle taxi driver, happened to pass in front of the cemetery.


"Bang, Bang!"


"Tea Project?"


"Yes Bang. To the cafe house yes," replied Anjani, telling his destination.


"Yes Tea."


Anjani is grateful because, his home cafe, is well known to the public, so he needs to bother explaining his own home address.


Before long, Anjani arrived home.


"Lho, the cafe is closing Tea" said the carpenter, who thought that Anjani had come as a customer.


"Yes Bang. It's closed, because two more days are getting married, so the cafe's closed for a while."


The carpenter, looking at Anjani with a confused face. The carpenter, saying nothing more, only accepted the fare given by Anjani while nodding, "thank you Tea."


"Yes Bang together," answered Anjani, then went into his yard, which had been a cafe for his business all this time.