Karma 2 (Najwa Humaira)

Chapter 19: Tomb, Cafe

Welfare for the people who occupy the supernatural realm. It is inversely proportional to life in the real world. Where Abil invited his two nephews to come to the tomb of their grandmother. Although the tomb land is just soil without bodies, it is still above the name as eating the late Mother Sulastri.

Red, white rose petals mixed with cantile, and tlasih which is a flower package for pilgrimage has become a sprinkling covering the mound land in the middle of the five humans with the accompaniment of do'a for the deceased. Abil who led the prayer this time with a melodious voice and echoed carried away as a breeze.

"Aamiin," said in unison to everyone, and then let both hands wash their faces.

Abil, Bella, Emir, Najwa and unexpected guests who were visiting Jakarta with other intentions finally joined the pilgrimage, namely Diana. Bella's best friend, who is said to be two-bodied, wants to stay with the Azzam family for a few days.

Somehow how to get permission from her husband, but the arrival of the woman becomes a happiness in itself for Bella who desperately longs for their togetherness. Well, it turns out his hope is to be well-welcomed with the baby who will become a prospective nephew.

"Ka, we'd better hurry out of the tomb." Abil saw the sky suddenly cloudy signifies soon it will rain, "We do not go home first, but to my friend's cafe. There's something to take care of, isn't papa' right?"

"That's okay, Ka Abil, but the ice bucka tract yes." said the Emir without hesitation, the teenager was immediately close to the single uncle.

Najwa could only sigh softly at the Emir's always-to-the-point manner. As Abil said. They left the tomb of Mother Sulastri. Especially for Diana, the place is not good. However, the woman who is now pregnant has a history of having an inner eye.

Either one day it will come back again or not the excess, because what is destined to belong to someone, it will still be even though the world has turned upside down. The five men got into a Civil sedan parked in front of the flower-seller's shop. Then slowly drove around leaving the burial area.

The gloomy-looking stone path with the border of the nearest village was only a kilometer away. Abil was very focused and let the chatter of the mothers accompany the trip this time, while the Emir chose to lean on listening to music using earphones. It was Najwa who was staring out the window.

The girl was still thinking about what steps to take tomorrow. Heart restless with mind does not want to calm down. He was cornered, but was conscious only because of a decision that could trap the uncle to his problem. It all started with him, but why did the family bear it? Isn't that wrong?

Slowly the memory glares at the future. The faint images seem to begin. Unconsciously his hands clenched clutching the seat belt, making Abil's focus distracted. Realize something is wrong. The young man chanted a very familiar verse in the ears of the nephew.

At the door of Your mercy I stand

Expecting mercy and love

Though the dust of sin

Wishing you always

Now I want to go back

To You, Rabbul Izzati

For the rest of my life

The sweet voice of drugging brings peace of the soul. Najwa turned to his right side, "MasyaAllah, the voice of his good uncle. May follow?"

Abil nodded allowing the girl to follow the rhythm of a slightly altered verse tone softer and slower. Verse that the condition of the meaning of being a travel companion this time, even Diana and Bella join chant it even softly. While elsewhere, Azzam had just finished doing work outside the boarding school.

The man checked his phone which turned out to have several notification messages and missed calls. "Astagfirullah, Abi's phone tumben this much, what's wrong?" Hurriedly he pressed the call icon, then waited until the ringtone stopped changing the greeting sound from across. "Waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."

"Dad, is everything all right?" Azzam asked with his serious face, looking the man pensively listening to the answer from across.

The expression of calmness slowly faded paled eliminating the red hue on his face. Something was wrong, but only he knew. Azzam rushed out of the meeting office, the man got back in the car. Then type in a short message addressed to his wife, then start the car engine.

Humans have always been emotional beings. Decisions that end in action, are not always taken in a state of calm. It is often time to give no choice but to make a decision at that moment. That's what Azzam is doing now, where the man must fly immediately to leave Indonesia to solve the problems out there.

One thought is that at home there is still Abil who can take care of the family. He knows, the sister-in-law can be a substitute role when she is not at home. While Bella who used to keep the phone in her pocket still does not know the sudden decision of the husband.

"Well, the cafe is present, Ka." Emir circulates the eye view through every corner of the cafe which is designed indoor with the theme of mini garden home.

The theme that carries the theme of my country's dreams. Glass tables featuring fish ponds under where they sit with cloth pads as the most comfortable place to rest tired after doing all day activities. It is very comfortable and beautiful to look at.

Emir selects the most corner table with an additional view. Where they can see the bartenders doing the show. The teenager was so enthusiastic, making the three women who were used to it could only shake their heads in unison. While Abil immediately went to place an order on the table that the nephew had chosen.

The young man also sent a message to his old friend who is the owner of the cafe. Unfortunately, the friend is still out shopping for cafe needs, so he was forced to wait for confirmation and re-assembled with family. Time passed by without any tension.

An hour later, a man with a face covered in a black mask came to the Abil family table. The man said his greeting very eloquently while cupping both hands on the chest as a greeting of introduction. Bella and Diana looked at each other with gazes of doubt. Somehow the voice sounded familiar to their ears.

"Ka, introduce. Gala Mahendra, the owner of the cafe and my college friend in Cairo." Abil winks coding his old friend to open the mask to be polite with an older person, "Bro, this is Ka Bella, Ka Diana. He's Najwa and the Emir, my nephew."

Complete with nothing to miss until the black mask is released immediately Bella chokes, as well as Diana. What exactly is going on? Why did the two women look so surprised? it's like seeing a help in broad daylight. Strange and real that Abil could not understand. But he doesn't want to bother at the moment.

Gala reaches out, but Abil embraces his old friend in the hope of being healed. "I want to take my stuff now. Did you bring it?" the whisper was only heard by an old friend.