
Days passed with a bright smile and happy little family, suddenly arrived before Lebaran Haji.This year we will take off my father-in-law with my mother to fulfill the sixth pillar of Islam with a package of Hajj plus.
After the birth of Arjuna, papa Jhon considers the stay of the one Cita-cita that he has not achieved.So papa tried to reach it by maintaining health so that the departure this time there are no obstacles.
Love and I have seen Papa's face shine ever since, as if his whole heart and life had been prepared to face the high." Allow and let papa go, son, there's a little Rajj and Arjun who will take care of you here if anything happens to papa."On the night of their departure study.
I unconsciously shed tears because of his words that seemed to be implied farewell sentences."Rajj why cry so sad?"Ask my wife wonder because from night to morning I just shut up with eyes moaning.
I'm erasing the clear marks that are still hard to contain."Nah! I was just overwhelmed, finally papa set out to also bring aunt Zumi to the Holy Land, may they become their Hajj mabrur." My slap covers up my true feelings, not fearing my wife even more sad when I know the feeling I am feeling.
" Daddy don't cry...Opa equals Oma only fulfills the Divine call of the Most Holy." Love's speech represents our little hero, even he holds Arjuna's right hand to wipe my tears.
I pulled our son gently into my lap after that." Daddy was Jun's whiny...Because Daddy felt Opa was like his own father.Feas a child again since received opa as a daughter-in-law of all sons."My reply was to try to smile as sweetly as possible at my two loved ones.
Arjuna laughed out loud making my smile more fluffy.Either understand or not my baby with what I said, but me and Love comforted with his boisterous laughter, until the sadness that just evaporated just like that as the sun was getting higher up there.
We are doing our usual activities, running a giant company owned by papa and continue to develop the legacy Indian clothing business to my family without ruling out my role as a husband ready to standby and an idol father of course.
Without feeling the Eid of Hajj tomorrow arrived, now we undergo the Arafat fast.For a few days missed quite well news from the holy land, I am very grateful that my father and mother-in-law have passed several pillars of Hajj smoothly, I am very grateful, never did they complain of pain or obstacles in the worship activities that they had lived.
"Today the congregation gathered in the field of Arafah, the meeting place of Adam and Eve." Said Sinta while hugging my shoulder in the afternoon before breaking.
"Yes...Arafah is also the place where the Prophet Muhammad gave one of his famous last sermons on the perfection of Islamic teachings during the Wada Hajj (Eventful Hajj )." I muttered unconsciously.
Azan Magrib reverberated from the reminder of my wife's cell phone slashing my strange feeling of coming again without me inviting it.
My wife stepped towards the table to take two titles of milk and some seeds
dates.
I nodded and took one date seed and then a glass of milk.
We smiled and looked at each other for a moment while enjoying our opening, then I took the initiative of grabbing the tray and returning our empty glass shirt.
"Now the magrib prayer used to be dinner." I said after that, then pulled my wife's little waist to take her to the bathroom to wash.
My wife was struggling spoiled to the bathroom. After ablution, we keep our distance. Our Arjuna again with his aunt Jinni and Roninya, Jini deliberately brought him
our hero was on the grounds that we were free to break the fast, while Jini has not been able to fasting Arafah this year by chance
experiencing red tears.
After the magrib, we went down to dinner. Dinner was very complete, because aunt Sumi arranged the chefs today to provide the best dishes, even prepared also processed meat camel.But somehow my heart still feels sad, every mouthful of mine always imagined papa Jhon.
Until the days - days tasyrik passed and in the crowd take care of the qurban I still feel the same loneliness.Until the day before the return of Jini's father-in-law ran to our room while crying.
" What's up Jin? Papa and Aunt are okay, right?"I said staring at the face of sister and wife Sohipku Roni.
" Papa same Uma suddenly same-same chest pain after tahlul Rajj, and__ Hiks.hiks...The Jini sentence stopped because of the sobbing.
Love ran to her sister."A.. Did they go back to the Jini God? Tell the...Hiks..hiks..."An electric cry broke with Jini's nod.
I sat down hugging my bow on the floor, unable to calm the two women who were howling at the same time.
" Papa's ideals have been achieved...It turns out that God called him in the holy land." I'm lirih.