
The final greeting representing Almarhumah was delivered by Muazin of the mosque, a young man whose policy of speaking exceeded three times his age.
He conveys apologies, messages and impressions about the deceased using appropriate sentences, clear language and heart-touching intonation. All those who take aunt to the final resting place, blinded like this still have no power to stem the tears. All were also so compact and enthusiastic to answer the acceptance of the apology of the representative, and declared aunty as a good person when asked by the handsome Muazin.
again I wiped my free-falling tears with my arms several times, until I stretched out a blue handkerchief to me from someone.With heavy eyes because it was swollen, I turned my gaze away from the red earth mound aunt, and I looked at it,switching direction on that handkerchief's outstretched hand."Miss?" My words were short and heavy as our gazes clashed. Then I shook my head, a sign of not using the handkerchief. I saw his face spontaneously change, but perhaps because he was aware of my location and condition, he chose silence.
Next I saw my master come to me with the driver and bodyguard
" Patience to Rajj! We will all find what your Aunt is going through now.Thank God's chosen people include your aunt SWT in her direction." Said Mr. Jhon while gently patting my shoulder.
"Yes, sir, thank you for coming."I said slowly, not expecting them to come because I didn't tell.
" The thief took your GPS box and stuck your one on it, so he could track what happened last night." Whisper master who makes my hair suddenly goosebumps.
" Yes A'lim...If you tell others what happened, from now on my career as a detective is completely destroyed.How can a detective be spied on by his target with the tools he made. I no longer think I should call myself a detective, because I failed twice without me noticing. Because I was still in sorrow, this shame did not bother me so much, losing to the pain and sadness that I feel now.
The chanting of prayers together is still led by Muazin who double the khatib of our residential complex mosque. After he concluded the prayer, all began to take turns to greet me before leaving the public funeral.
After all was gone, slowly the morning sun began to scorch. Its light licks the morning dew that is in the leaves and grass. I'm barking at aunt's red earth side. His mouth was soft and hearty as when he rubbed his face last night." Goodbye bi, this ponakanmu will try to sincerely live a kara. Ustazd Bani and Boss Rajj are right, aunty of a lucky man. May your long sleep be comfortable until the day of resurrection. I'll read this Ummul Quran for you." I opened my prayer.
After praying, I felt a little relieved. Even more blistering, my forehead sweat began to pour, my stomach began to rumble. I slowly turned around, bowed and shaken my long legs. " We had breakfast and just got back home! " Say a voice that made me stunned, let alone that delicate hand had already blocked my arm.
" Miss didn't come back with the big master?" ask me after making sure what I see and I think is real.
" If I'm gone, it's not here." Then he threw out my hand that he was holding.
I dig Saliva, again it's back in fashion, sadistic and sharp.
" Don't worry lady, I'll still be professional even if I'm still in a state of grief." My words made his gaze even more sharp. I reply with a cringe.
"You think I'm here just to drag you back to work managing my show.
No Rajj, I called to cancel everything!"He said again without letting go of his killing gaze.
" Then all right, that way today my work is done, because my work has not yielded results, I will return the 3 Billion money."
" If you're not grieving, I've slapped your mouth, it's Rajj!"He shouted, As he ran away from me.
" Miss...Waitaminute! Miss wait!" Without thinking long I chased him.And somehow because he had not had breakfast, this time I was able to reach the speed usually has the speed of running like this teetah even with a little breath ngos.
" Where else is my fault ?" I now turn around to block his hand.
" Ouch... You hurt me Rajj..." The ringis made me realize, then took off my check.
" Sorry miss...But I don't agree miss canceling plans to get married, this will hurt your father Miss, he said
want the lady to have a family soon, and be a good mother."
" Who said I canceled the wedding plans? I just canceled the meeting with the young gentlemen because I made my choice." Ketus reply.
Deg.
" That means last night their CLBK was a success."
" Hey Rajj! Are you going to stand still, don't you hear the shouts of worms on your stomach and my stomach asking for food? "His father then elbowed me.
I saw him nod and a smile back to decorate his lips as sweet as that. That hand also came back in my arms.
Intentionally or not, I just let it be, then I let it look at his face.
" Congratulations Miss, the man is very lucky, then wait for aunt three days, then I'll arrange
the most beautiful party for Miss Love." I said with a forced smile because after hearing his decision, my thick lips felt more difficult to curve.
" Fortunate or in loss he must bear the risk. All I know is I like it, did you forget that I couldn't accept rejection?" Fierce reply
I nodded, while continuing my steps with still being followed.
" It turns out that Mr. Jhon let him stay with the waiting man Udin?" My inner self as soon as we were greeted by a mamang who just got out of my car.
" Sorry..I'm happy to be taken in this big car, once again I'm using yours without permission." He said as he entered the car that had been opened by mamang.
" It's okay, just drive out of the car myself already I think." I replied remembering the events last night.
" Sorry." He said softly which I replied with a faint smile and a nod.
Like I understand what to do. Mama's taking us to a restaurant." It seems like it's too late for breakfast, don't you mind if we eat right away? " ask the middle-aged man before opening the steering door.
" No! This is a good idea!! " Squeak us in unison.
Hearing that the Udin mang immediately came out with a sparkling face he spun the car quickly, to open the door on his nonanya. I also walked out of the middle door.
We finally had breakfast with rice Padang when the digital clock on the wall of the restaurant showed almost nine o'clock.
There was no talk when eating, because the three of them were very hungry, especially me. I eat until the scolding. Sambal here makes addictive and appetizing, when seen how greedy I eat, when seen, like I'm not the one who just experienced a lot of things.Etah there is indeed a person like me whose appetite increases when his mind is in turmoil, I don't know for sure.If I was that way before. Food sometimes becomes an impingement, my mother often laughs at me as a child. Suddenly the shadow of the good times came back to my memory.
" Dizziness thinking about the ultimate test for you to keep eating. Mommy is happy Rajj, not in vain mother nyiapin provision for you." It was always my mother's comment every time she checked my three empty bontots, every time I went home for the exam."
People usually end up eating sleepy, but if I get more literate, as a sign my nerves are tense.
" Of course, mother, because mother's cuisine is always champion. I would like to have a wife who is smart to cook like a mother! " My reply always never changed a sentence. And happily mother will kiss my wide forehead. The equation with that my station instantly disappeared.
My mother was a champion, but I was given time with her only until Aliyah's death.
Dad was leaving after I graduated Strata one. Remembering both of them unconsciously I smiled and sometimes shed tears as well.
" This food reminds me of my mother." I said.
" All right Rajj.we go home..I'll study Padang seriously." His words made me and my mother look at each other. But this did not last long, after remembering that Mr. Jhon also liked Minang cuisine, I then nodded, and stood up to leave the usual restaurant with the quality of that special cuisine.
" Miss is right to change, even she is also willing to learn to cook for Papasekalagus young master Aliando."
One side of my heart is happy, but the fear of loss is still the same." Looks like after this I'll really be alone." My spoon.
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