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“Kakak has been declared dead Nab.” Safira said with tears. "We're late Nab, but my sister really wanted to see you and Diva." He said again with a whim.
“Innalillahi waa innailaihi rojiun.” Nabila and Diva spoke spontaneously and accompanied by tears falling from their eyes.
“No, no, it's not true om can't die.” Ratap Diva's. This was the first incident for him to be left behind by the person he loved. “No aunt, aunt Safira must be wrong. Aunt must be wrong.”
Safira quickly hugged Diva. She knew the heart of this little girl definitely could not accept the departure of Adli whom she admired so much.
“Stop your heart Diva. God loves you more. Save your heart yes.” Sapphira calms the Diva. Even though he himself was very sad.
Only Nabila doesn't talk much. Only her tears showed that she was currently sad. He felt very guilty towards Adli who had been helping him all this time, protecting him wholeheartedly. But what did he do to Adli? Even at his last moment he was not by his side.
Diva slammed into her mom. Hugging Nabila tightly she shed all tears of sorrow in her mother's arms.
Nabila can only be as eager. His heart now felt empty, there felt a large gaping hole. Adli who had been filling the big hole, whether realized or not by Nabila, but that's the reality. And when Adli was gone for all eternity he was fully aware that he had wasted on people who truly loved him. She had neglected the man who protected her who had always looked after her who was always there when she needed him.
Nabila leaned her body against the wall. His legs were very limp as if without any energy he could make a pedestal to stand on. Fortunately, his consciousness can still be maintained, so he did not fall unconscious.
The family of the deceased decided to bury the body without lingering again. They all agreed to follow religious instructions to hold a funeral for the dead that afternoon.
Her night. Nabila and Diva were still there to gather with Safira and the extended family after the first day prayer was completed.
Safira, Nabila and Diva were sitting together in the corner of the room. They did not talk much, the look on his face still looks very hard hit with the death of Adli.
“Assalamualakum..” Say hello from a woman dressed as black-black and hooded in black as well.
“Waalaikumusalam.” Answer them in unison.
“Mamah..” Call Sapphira to the old woman who turns out to be the mother of Adli and Sapphira.
The woman nodded slowly. From the look of his face, it is clear that there is still a lot of sadness left there. The woman then turned her head and looked intently at Nabila. His face changed from calm and sad, now turned cold, stiff and full of anger.
Nabila so wrong behavior gets a sharp look like that.
“You are named Nabila right?” Ask her mother Adli coldly.
“I-iya my aunt Nabila. I am one of the artists under the auspices of bang Adli.” Obviously Nabila clumsily because the sharp highlight was still raining on him.
“It's better tomorrow you don't have to come here again.” Say her mother Adli again and full of emphasis.
Safira was shocked to hear his mother's words.
“Mamah why? No wind no rain suddenly say like this?” Sergey Safira was quiet for fear of being heard by other guests who had not yet returned home.
“He doesn't deserve to pray for my son. He can't pray here!”
“But, but why mah?”
“What does mamah mean?” Safira asked unconsciously slightly raised her voice because her mother suddenly dropped all the mistakes on Nabila. “Mah, I know you are sad again, we all who are here also may still not be fully advertising after the death of brother. Mah, It would be nice if now all of us, including me, Nabila and others are focused and sincere to pray for brother so that all the deeds of sister are accepted and his sins forgiven.”
“I don't care. Now you get out of here. I won't see you!” Send Safira's mother to Nabila.
Nabila who was just silent did not answer clearly felt confused. He never met Adli's parents.
“Good tan, I say goodbye now.” Say Nabila. Although confused by what had happened until his mother Adli expelled him, but he decided to give up.
“But Nab, you're not wrong. There must be a misunderstanding here.” Prevent Safira.
“Already Fir, I'm not angry. I understand that aunty may be very sad right now. I'm going back home now. Assalamualaikum.” Pamit Nabila, then he tried to kiss the hand of his mother Adli but was immediately pushed over by the owner of the hand.
“Go!” That's all he said. Although slow but the word was so firm and pierced the heart of Nabila.
Nabila stepped out with his head down. His heart that was already feeling sad was now growing sad and confused.
Safira and Diva came out.
“Nab, forgive my mama yes?”
“Iya Fir, I've forgiven her kok.” Said Nabila while looking over and smiling at Safira. “I understand, surely he is very sad at this time.”
Safira breathed deeply. “Surely someone is talking about this!” Furious Safira. “Tomorrow I'll talk to mama, I'm so not good with you.”
“Already Fira, I'm not angry. I can understand.” Said Nabila calm Safira while getting into his car.
“Alright, you be careful on the road huh. And I'll make sure tomorrow I'll talk to my mama, she'll have to explain why it's so rude and cruel to you.”
Nabila just smiled thinly and nodded his head. “I go home first, assalamualaikum.” Pamit Nabila's.
“Waalaikumusalam.” Answer Sapphira.
“We also paid home aunt.” Diva Say.
Sapphira turned her head and saw that Diva and Bethoven were standing behind her. Safira then throws a smile and then hugs Diva while cipika cipiki, then whispers in the ear of Diva. “Pardon her aunt mother yes, and tell your mama to forgive her mother aunt.”
Diva smiled widely then said, “Iya aunt. That's certain. We say goodbye to aunt Safira. Assalamualaikum.”
“Waailaikumusalam.”
Meanwhile, in the car that took him home. When crying. After all, Adli was the most valuable person in his life so far. But when he left somehow his mother Adli suddenly hated him very much, even though they had never interacted once. In the past when he was in school, Nabila was just someone who lived in an orphanage, then befriended Safira, because poor Nabila never played visiting Safira's house. One day Safira was interested in casting at a production house and she invited Nabila. They both then try their luck for a product advertisement. In the end Nabila got the role and from there he was introduced to Adli who then became his manager.
But now, today. No wind no rain, his mother Adli came to him and expressed her hatred and drove him away.
“Yes Allah is this forgive my sins.” Nabila prayer in the midst of her tears.
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