Home On The Grave

When dad left

"Yahhhhh!", I cried as I saw my father drooping down on the floor, his nose bleeding

"why wrong?", asked my grandfather who was standing at the door

"Dad cake" I said

Grandpa checked my father's pulse and checked his heart rate

"Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi Rojiun, your father is no injustice" my grandfather said in a sad tone

"Hiks hyks hyks, why are you leaving so soon".

My cry was not restrained anymore, some neighbors who heard my cry came flocking to the house, not long before the house was more crowded with mourners.

I kept crying and a few times I fainted, it was hard for me to part with someone who truly loved me

"Seeklaskan perggia. Your father is unjust, let him be quiet there", comfort my grandfather.

"Patience is dear" said mas arya

I have not yet departed from my father's funeral, though mourners have gone all in, remembering the sweet memories with my father, dancing nari in my eyes.

"Dad, apparently you're leaving, so ask me to get married as soon as possible, forgive your son's father, haven't had time to make you happy" I said

My tears kept falling, the father who had no blood relation to me, but who had nurtured me since the red baby and who had always protected me with great affection.

"Zalimah, come home baby" said my husband

He led me home because my body seemed to have no more energy.

Even at home, I lay weak, it felt like the departure of my father who arrived made me shock.

"zalimah, be patient son, all that is in this world, will leave us" said my grandmother

"Yes, Grandma, sincere tyranny but my sorrow cannot be lost".

Hix hix hix, I kept crying, making mourners pity.

"My son is unjust, let the father go quietly, stop your crying son, the father will cry when he sees you in this condition", the voice of the father whispered in my ear

A Sister, injecting sedatives to make me fall asleep long enough

I saw my father wearing a white cloth smiling at me

"My son is wrong don't cry my departure son, my father will be calm and happy when you see you smile" said the father

I also say Istighfar repeatedly and wake up to take water, my soul feels very calm and peaceful.

"Thank God you can recover son" said the grandmother who sneered my calf.

I am very happy living in the midst of people who love me sincerely, even though my father has gone, but I have to let go of my father even though the pain is very much felt.

"My head is dizzy" I said

"Rest dear, maybe because most cry yesterday" said mas arya

But the dizziness was getting so, suddenly I felt like vomiting, and tried to get up to go to the bathroom but it made me fall

"I have no need to get up, vomit there, ntar mas cleanin" said my husband

When I saw me trying to get up because I was gonna throw up.

"Mas arya, please call Sister Purwati", I asked

Suzter Purwati is my assistant who is very good at work.

"Doctor why", asked Sister Purwati when she arrived

He checked my blood pressure and took my urine

"Alhamdulillah the doctor was positively pregnant!", she screeches

Hearing that, Arya hugged me

"Alhamdulillah dear, eventually we will have a baby" said mas arya very happy.

Someone left and someone came, that happened to my family, when my father went for a long time, it turns out that God replaced him with a seed in my womb.