I'm my Honey Tantaku

Farewell

The hallway of the alley which is usually crowded, the tumben today is very quiet. 'I guess, who died?'

I wondered at the fluttering yellow flag at the end of the alley and the silent narrow street seemed to be no man.

'Loh..loh...kok flag stuck on the fence of my house?'

I ran and entered the open gate. On some terraces there are already beds, barrels, toiletries that are limited by green cloth.

On the other side of the terrace there is a living room sofa and a front seat that is trimmed. I saw a lot of people in the living room. 'What is this?' Mumbles.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Greetings when taking off shoes to go up to the terrace floor.

The one inside, turned to me and replied, "Wa'alaikumsalam.".

" Have you come home, Ice?" Ask Lik Yah.

"Yes. Tumben, how to gather?" I answered while sweeping my eyes to the living room.

"Ho oh's. Sana, hurry clean - clean and change muslim clothes." Lik Hana's.

"Where are you going to wear all Muslim clothes?" Askaqua.

"You're a family tax." Sahut lik Hakim's.

"Oh..." I muttered short.

I walked into a room close to my parents. My bag put it in place. Then I went outside to the bathroom.

"Alhamdulillah, fresh." I said in my heart as the cold water splashed against my skin.

I put my school uniform in the washing machine for washing.

"Allahuakbar Allaahu Akbar." Toa masjid has declared the adhan, the Friday prayer sign will begin.

I tidied myself up in the room. After a 20-minute walk, an announcement was made from the mosque.

"Assalamu'alaikum. Innalillahi wainnailaihi. He has returned to Rahmatullah, the late father of Aliansyah bin Burhanudin, at Citra Husada Hospital this morning at 09. 00. InshaAllah's body will be buried as soon as possible before Ashar. May the late Husnul Khotimah. The families left behind endure this decree. InshaAllah after the review procession is complete, we will pray in this mosque. So-called. Wassalamu'alaikum."

'Deg's. Whahuh? Is that dad's name?' I immediately went to the living room to see my aunts who were gathering.

"Here's the nduk." Bulik Hana's hand stretches out. "Your father is gone. Now on my way home."

I rushed into the lap of my mother's second sister. Before long, neighbors came to bring various kinds of goods. The mortician is ready on the terrace seat. Mothers in the family room are arranging flowers and all funeral needs.

"Laillaha Illah's...Laillaha Ilallah..." From the outside, some men were carrying stretchers.

They're heading into the house. The people made room for them to lay father's body in the living room. After that, my mother and brothers entered 1 per 1.

"Hoo.hu...hu..." My right hand slowly opened the cloth covering the head of the body.

I cried, kissed her face, stroked her hair and hugged her body tightly.

"How, can it be bathed in a body?" Mr. reviewer asked us.

"Yes, sir." Mother gave an answer.

"Will the deceased's sons and brothers bathe?" The father asked back.

"Yes, I'm coming." Fariz and Hakim answered simultaneously.

Bathing procession and shroud usage, running smoothly. Next, the body of the father was stretchered to the mosque. Subhanallah, who helped to solicit almost full mosque.

For a moment, we offered a prayer at the tomb for Dad. A gray cloudy sky was rising above us. The cold air blew on our hair.

'Is nature also grieving the departure of father?' I murmured in my heart while looking up.

"It's probably gonna rain soon. Ashar's time is running out. We have to prepare for tahlilan later after Maghrib." Said Bulik Yah reminding us.

"Assalamu'alaikum. We go home first. Next Esti InshaAllah will look at you again." I said as I stroked the headstone.

We went home on foot. Upon arrival at home, we washed our feet and hands on the front faucet. After that, we carried out mandatory worship congregation on the top floor.Maghrib was over, the way of tahlil turned out to be full of worshipers. The sound of the chanting of the Quran sounds compact.

'May our prayers for your father accept, Lord.' I'm in my heart.

One by 1 they retreat. However, we have not prepared the parcels for them to take home. Said Bulik Hana, enough cake and eat on the spot. Only on the seventh day of prayer, when the congregation comes home, will be brought parcels of food and cake.

"The kitchen is clean. Food is also. Now we go home first. Tomorrow afternoon, we'll be here again Ms. Ali. Don't worry."

Ms. Marni said goodbye to represent the mothers who had helped us.

"Yes.Thank you." Said the mother while crying and hugged the leader of the group.

"It has. Patience and patience. All men shall return to their Lord. It's time for when, we don't know." Miss Marni is trying to strengthen mom.

"Assalamu'alaikum." My neighbors' choirs say goodbye.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." We returned his greetings.

"Kids, let's pray Isyak first. After that we eat." Let's say Yah. We immediately did what he suggested.

On the carpet of the family room is arranged food. We ate dinner in silence. After the food was taken to the laundry, there was the voice of "Assalamu'alaikum.".

" Na'alaikumsalam." We answered his greetings.

Outside stands aunt Mardiah with her husband. They are welcome to sit by their mother.

"Sorry, yu. Just got here now. It was in the office that much trouble." Tanteku.

"Yes, no papa." Mom's voice is short and clean.

"It's Yu. Good luck to this family." Said Tanri while thrusting a brown envelope.

I see, his wife was shocked, looking towards the husband. She seemed surprised to see what her husband did.

After spending a while, they are welcome to eat by Bulik Hana.

"Deeh, Tanri. Login here. Eat first. I made rawon."

"Yes, you eat first." Mother also sent Aunt Diah and her husband who had just come to eat.

The two of them then walked into the living room and sat on the carpet. Bulik Yah took them rice doused in rawon and meat, then sprinkled with small taoge. While the potato pedal, fried tempeh, sambal and krupuk, has been presented in the middle of the carpet.

After finishing the meal, Aunt Diah and her husband sat back in the living room.

I packed the food container into the sink and washed it. The food on my carpet went up to the dining table.

After cleaning the carpet, I put some pillows and blankets in the TV room, so that the mother's younger siblings use it when they want to rest.

"Yu, we go home first, aboute besuk must be served." I heard my aunt's husband say goodbye to everything in the living room.

"Ho oh's. Heart - heart." Mother, lik Yah and lik Hana answered compactly.