
This morning I woke up with puffy eyes, from crying all night. I take ablution water for dawn prayers. I finished praying and teaching for my mother. I thought back to my mother. My tears drip with the accompaniment of my prayer. My chest is very tight, maybe this is what is said to be a non-bloody pain, an invisible wound. I feel really alone now. There's usually a mother who wakes me up, when a third of my night and my dawn comes. There is always a mother who accompanies me, when the office tasks I take home for me to do until late at night. There was my mother who always made me warm tea, when I came to work wet from the rain. There was my mother who always smiled when my face was upset. I just want to go with my mom. I feel really lost, Hammpa felt in my life.
I folded my white face somewhat in a hurry. The sound of the message sign wa in. Yes, I was waiting for a message from Ravi. Starting yesterday after I told you that mom is gone.
Mas Ravi's.
(I share a deep condolence with the passing of my mother. Easy - hopefully he was placed by his side. )
I was a little amused by the reply from Mas Ravi. True said my mother, I will not be able to be alone in times like this. Luckily I still have Ravi mas, who is able to strengthen me. Mas Ravi is able to keep me strong. Mas Ravi was with me when I lost my mother. There is still a little hope for me to survive. Now, I can only lean my head on Ravi because my mother is not accompanying me. Only Ravi is my only hope.
I played my fingers to reply to the message wa from mas Ravi
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(Yes, thank you very much for strengthening me )
(Thank you so much for meeting my mom in the last moments of her life. )
Mas Ravi's.
(I'm sorry Arin )
(I can't be by your side at a time like this. Take care of your health, Rin should not get sick and tired, because crying also requires a lot of energy. )
I smiled with a joke Ravi tried to comfort me. True also said Ravi crying also requires physical strength.
I
(I'm fine - what mas. Ravi is also taking care of her mother. Mas well - well yes there.Greetings to mother and family. )
There is no answer..............
My hand is still holding HP while waiting for a response from Ravi. I saw my mom's photos in my HP gallery. I don't feel my tears falling any more. I curled up like a baby in the womb hugging HP with a screen with a picture of my mother's photo. I cried without a sound only tears were unrelenting - ceasing out from the corner of my eyelids. It did not feel how many minutes I fell asleep in a position like a fetus in the womb. Now it's six o'clock over thirty minutes. I see the Wastapp application there may be an answer from Ravi mas, it has not been answered. With a long sigh I stood up from the prayer hall towards the middle room where there were my brothers and sisters.
In this room even though there were two of my brothers and sister turned out to make me more alone. They sit with their respective partners. God, why am I so sick to see them. I also want to be like them lamenting mom in the arms of their loved ones. Mum with their partner. It's not strong I saw them. I decided to go back to my room. I lay down my body tired of the mind. I feel the fatigue of the mind turns out to be far from making us weak and limp rather than physical exhaustion. Back I grabbed the phone I had put on the nightstand before I got out of the room.
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(Was Ravi.......... )
(Does he want to accompany me when I am in this difficult situation ? )
(I really need a mas right next to me. )
Back I let out a long sigh and exhaled her slowly trying to loosen the tight and full free in the chest. God, why would I imagine something like this ? Why the feeling of wanting to get married that squeals like this ? Is it because I feel like my brother and sister ? All this time not terbesit in my mind about marriage with mas Ravi ? I was trying to eliminate it. I've been quite happy with Ravi mas although never a bit mas Ravi discuss the problem as serious as this with me.
Mas Ravi's
(Arina...sorry, if I can't accompany you at a time like this and probably won't be the same as before. )
Mas Ravi replied to my Wastapp message with a sentence that was too difficult for me to understand. I don't understand what Ravi meant by that sentence. " It won't be the same as before."
I
(Well...please explain the purpose of the mas. Please don't use such a sentence with me I don't understand. )
Mas Ravi's
(Arin. )
I
(Mas Ravi what do you mean ? )
( Please explain ? )
I'm very clueless with the messages from Ravi. I'm trying to wait patiently for a response from Ravi. It turns out that this heart and my hand organs are not like that, very different. My heart and mind are not the same. I called Ravi. Not answered until the second call I repeated again to the third call.....
" Yes I am Ravi, sorry I explained that it was in the office." said Mas Ravi received a phone call from me.
Strange words what else came out of the mouth of mas Ravi. I was confused and tried to call Ravi back, his phone was off.
What happened to Ravi. ? Why is the tone of speech so formal as talking to clients only. ?
Until the evening when the reading of Yasin's letter to mom was over. Mas Ravi didn't return my messages or call me. My mind increased again. I am still lamenting the departure of my mother now starting to grow a new branch of thinking about mas Ravi. I'm afraid Ravi's having problems with his office or with his family. Trying in my heart to calm myself. Trying to understand Ravi mas might have been in a condition that I should not have contacted.
Mas Ravi's
(Arin, I'm sorry but trust me I'll keep you up at all times as I promised your mother.)
The wa message from Ravi mas I read over and over again after waiting for almost twelve hours. I turned my gaze to the bedroom wall clock now at half-two in the morning. Mas Ravi just returned my message. I could not say anything else but a long breath and I exhaled slowly as the answer. I wanted to calm myself down, with a low-key rest in my third night. I took ablution water to pour out all on God. I'm sure it will calm down after I pray.
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