Love from GIA

Episode 213 (Bye Papa)

The sun has shifted to the western horizon.

Naufal had already brought his suitcase in front of the Home page to wait for an invitation.

I couldn't drive him to the front of the yard, because Naufal forbade me.

Only Abay and Bi Sarah accompanied him.

I could only see from the balcony of my room.

Shortly after, a small black car came to pick up Naufal. Suitcase is put into the trunk.

Mas Naufal did not forget to look up to see me who was standing on the balcony.

He waved his hand at me, Mr. Bastian got out of the car out of curiosity who was being pampered by his sidekick.

"How much Lo Fal won the wife above, like the story Rapunzel aja, hahahaha," mocked Mr. Bastian who can always mencair the atmosphere.

"Romantic right?? You want me to giniin," joked Naufal.

"Astagfirullah Fal, normal I," replied Mr. Bastian and immediately got into the car.

I laughed a little at their jokes from above.

"Byeer Sayanggg," cried Naufal from the bottom there.

I just smiled at him, The car drove to the airport. My legs were running very slowly, actually it was a little lightening the pain, just my legs and thighs were still bruised.

The atmosphere was already like this, so Papa remembered back. Because my phone was dead and still left Naufal in the drawer, because many scratches alibat fell, Abay also came with his phone.

"Nahh, you happened to come, son, Mama can borrow your phone??" I said.

"By Ma, definitely make a call to Eyang ya Ma," guess Abay.

"Yes son, Mama wants to know the situation of your Eyang Kakung," I replied.

Abay gave me his phone.

I called my mother.

Tut....

My mother immediately received a phone call from me, I told her all about the incident when I fell earlier, and complained that my phone was still dead, don't forget I apologized to my mom because I couldn't see Papa there.

"Sorry Gia ya Ma, Gia can't nemenin Papa," I said.

"No papa Gi, do'a in Papa aja yes, just do'a for your Papa, yes," said My mother.

"Yes Ma, every prayer Gia do'a in Papa kok, Mama do not ketapek an ya," said I.

"Yes my son" answered my mother.

"Gia close first Ma, Assalamu'alaikum," my greeting.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" answered my mother.

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Later that night, after praying Isya', I decided to go straight to bed with Abay while waiting for news from Naufal.

I deliberately fell asleep so as not to feel this loneliness too much without Naufal. Abay was asleep next to me.

In the next few days, Naufal, who is usually nil and present every day, will now be missing the trunk of his nose.

Enjoy the beautiful atmosphere of being in Thailand.

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2 Days has Naufal left us, well.me and Abay.2 days I think it's been a long time, but....He should be there for 5 days. In less than 3 days, I kept counting the days hoping that Naufal would come home soon or come home sooner, because I missed him so much.

Even though he always greeted me every day on the camera screen, I was still not relieved, if not holding his hand every day like when I fell asleep together.

This morning, I went out together with Abay to eat, because my condition also improved, but there was still a scar on the heel of my foot.

We both got into my rare white car, like an antique in the museum.

Tin.....

"Sir, come out first, yes" said my message to Mr. Joko who opened a large gate for me.

"Yes Buk" he answered kindly.

The car drove towards a Dining House.

A quarter of the way to Rumah Dining, an incoming call from Johan to my phone I just bought yesterday.

"Ma, Om Johan Ma," Abay said, opening my phone.

"Answer, son," I commanded.

Abay also swiped the phone screen to receive phone calls from Johan.

"Hallo Om Johan" Abay said.

"This who?? Abay huh??" asked Johan in a stammering and unusual tone. Laudspeaker is powered by Abay.

"Yes Om, this is Abay" replied Abay.

"Johan why??" I murmured in my heart.

"Your mom where's Bay?? Johan wants to talk to your mother, important!!! Please yes!!" johan said that increasingly makes me curious about the tone of his speech.

"Hallo.....Hello, why Dek??!!" my many.

I heard clearly the sound of people crying from Johan's phone.

"Don't......Don't.." I murmured in my heart again and worried.

"Sister, where is Brother now??!" ask Johan.

"Sister on this road wants to eat, why??? You why Dek??!!!,"

"Kok there's a cry???!!!"

"I guess Mama is that, that's crying," I guess.

My premonition went straight to my Papa. Must be Papa.

"Dec.....Say the same brother!!! Papa why??!! Must it be because of Papa kann??" I guess I'm a little bit of a mewek.

"Sister, now Brother stop first yes, the edge of the car," said Johan.

I'm clapping my car on the side of the road. Abay was confused as well by my hurried expression and like a person who wanted to cry.

"Why why Dekkk???!!! Answer Brother!!!" my grit.

"Look......."

"Papa died Brother" replied Johan.

Johan couldn't tell me this news. Because he knows, I'll do what if I lose Papa's figure.

"What Deck???!!!!!"

"Innalilahi wa innailaihi Raji'un astagfirullah Papaaa.." I said.

"Sabar Kak, sabarrr," replied Johan as he followed the cries of my mother and some people there.

Deeegggg...........

It's like feeling the whip of a thunderbolt from the universe. It feels more and more than sakiittttt. My heart is so sadiiitt that I can't express this through the arrangement of sentences, my mouth is no longer able to talk to, it feels stiff. My eyes were blankly staring ahead.

Sakiittt.

Really sick, God.....

"Aaagghhh huhuhuhuhuhu, Papaaaaa." I said in my heart.

I couldn't answer Johan's phone anymore, my head falling on the car seat. I'm gonna put my head up.

The tears won't stop.

"Sister, Hello Brother," call Johan from my cell phone.

Abay just sat down next to me and didn't dare to talk to me.

"Sister has been picked up by the driver Mama ya Kak, Brother is ready yes," said Johan.

I heard Johan's words, but the more I talked to him in this mouth, the more this heart ached.

"Aghuuhuhuhuhuhuhu.....hhhggm...uhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu,"

I cried, and immediately put down my phone. Apparently Johan had already turned off the phone call from her.

In my brain, my heart, my two eyes, just my Papa's face over there.

"Abay, we go home, son, we have to go to the house of Eyang Uti, because Eyang Kakung died Nak, huhuhu," I said while sobbing.

Abay also cried along the way but without a sound, I turned on the car engine, I immediately turned back towards the way home.

Tears kept pouring down both of my cheeks.

"Son, kmau telfon or WA Papa yes, you say, because at this hour must be busy Papa you," I said while stammering because my lips continue to vibrate.

I drove my car at high speed.

It feels like for the next time I have to feel that I have fallen down the stairs anyway.

O Allah....What are these trials, O Lord??? I have tried and have wanted to make peace with sorrow, O God, Why must Papa O Allah?? Whyyy???

Abay several times did not manage to call Naufal, but he had sent WA messages to him and also asked for permission for me who would soon dock to my Mama's house.

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Arriving at Home, Mr. Joko felt awkward with my unusual attitude. Usually I'm the one who never speed in the yard of the house, and usually I always greet him every time I come and go.

"Why is it??" murmured in the heart of Mr. Joko.

I didn't bring the car directly into the garage. I parked the car on the edge of the yard. We both came down from different sides.

"Abay, you go straight up, get your stuff you need to carry," I said as I ran into the house.

Abay also according to me, he immediately ran upstairs.

"Assalamu'alaikum" I said.

"Bye.....Auntie," call me to find Bi Sarah.

As long as I walked, my hand just wiped back, back, and back my tears.

I only met Mr. Rusdi, not Bi Sarah.

"Sir!!! Where's aunt???!!" I asked Mr. Rusdi with a slightly elevated tone.

Mr. Rusdi gawked at my never-seen-before nature.

"Auntie.....Aunty behind Ma'am" replied Mr. Rusdi with a stutter.

Must Mr Rusdi be afraid of my attitude, I'm angry?? Why am I crying too.

Without saying anything, I went straight to Bi Sarah behind who was cleaning the pool.

"Bye...." My rogill.

Bi Sarah immediately woke up rising because of my voice that I was loud 2x than usual.

"Enggeh Mbak (iya Mbak)" Bi Sarah answered immediately ran to see me.

"Bi, huhuhuhuhuhuhuhu, Papa Bi!!!! Papa!!!!" I said.

"Mother why??!!! Father why???" ask Bi Sarah who is confused about my behavior.

"Papa died Bi" I replied.

"Innalilahi wa innailaihi Raji'un, Papaakkkkkk," cried Bi Sarah who finally also joined in crying roaring.

"O God, Father!!!! Huhuhuhuhuhu,"

"Now the driver Mama has picked us up Bi, so Auntie is ready to keep us going straight there huh Bi," I said while crying.

"Huhuhuhu, Gustiiiii Allah," said Bi Sarah.

"Mbak Gia, Mbak sabaarrrr yes," said Bi Sarah who immediately hugged me.

Because Bi Sarah knows, how am I doing with my Papa?? How close?? And how much I did to my Papa first.

I was crying in Bi Sarah's arms.

"Patience, O Allah.....Father," said Bi Sarah while patting my body.

"Gia get ready first Bi, Auntie too" I said.

"Yes Ma'am, yes" Bi Sarah replied.

I ran up the stairs, even though my heels hurt if I got too much pressure, I didn't care about the pain in my legs.

Most importantly, I'd like to see Papa soon.

***(In Room)

Abay came to me with his little suitcase.

"Where is my Papa Abay?? Got a reply??" my many.

"Not yet Ma" replied Abay.

I tried to contact Naufal, but the results were the same, just ringing and there was no answer.

While packing the clothes that will be brought to my mother's house, the phone continues to call via phone to Naufal number.

"Abay, you change white clothes, don't forget the kopyah, son," I said.

Abay ran to his room, and I changed my clothes.

I slide my cupboard. A set of white robe immediately greeted me right before my eyes.

Deeggg.....

Gamis jni, a few decades ago bought by my Papa, this game also accompanied me at my Grandma's funeral first.

And now, this robe will also accompany me at my Papa's funeral.

I grabbed the robe, I hugged it gently.

"Papa.......Why should it be so fast??" my question is in my heart.

"What if suddenly Gia misses Papa, huhuhu,"

I put on my white robe with tears.

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Shortly thereafter, Bi Sarah called me, because my Mama's driver was waiting for me downstairs.

Me and Abay go downstairs.

"Sir, Gia left the house first sir, Gia wants to go to Mama's house, do not know when to go home," I said with these heavy eyes.

"Enggeh Mbak monggo (Yes Ma'am please), I am sorry Mbak," said Mr. Rusdi.

"I am also very sorry Buk" said Mr. Joko.

"Yes sir, equally," I replied limply.

"Let's go, get in the car," said the driver of my mother.

He put our suitcases in the car, Bi Sarah sat in the front seat, and I sat in the back with Abay.

The car drove out of the neighborhood.

In the car, Bi Sarah and I were crying incessantly. Dozens of tissue I spent at home, now I repeat again in the car.

"Have you not responded to WA yet??" I asked Abay.

"Not yet Ma" he answered.

On my phone there was no reply from Naufal.

"Where is Mas Naufal??? You are always busy at times like this, Mas," I murmured inwardly.

"Sir, here we go to Mama's House What Hospital??" my many.

"Ke Rumah Ibuk Mbak" replied Mr. Driver.

"We're going through the toll, right, sir?" my many.

"Yes Ma'am" replied the driver.

Thank God, at the earliest 1 hour and a half has reached the city where my mother lives.

I kept crying and hugged Abay.

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1 Hour more we were on the way, finally the pace of our car was getting closer to the direction of my Mama's house. I can't wait to see my dad.

"O Allah, strengthen me, strengthen me, this is the last time I see my Papa O Allah, berattt, so heavy is this ordeal Yes Rab,"

I still did not expect this event, like I was dreaming.

Finally we arrived in front of my mother's house, a yellow flag was planted there, several flowers and condolences were displayed there, covering half the side of this House, he said,

The car we were driving stopped in front of the House and could not be put in the courtyard of the House because so many mourners.

"Papaa..huhuhu," I said spontaneously in the car.

It feels more and more crowded to see this view. The man in black clothes was filling this house.

Johan came to our car and opened the back door.

I immediately cried to see it. I went down and immediately fell limp hugging Johan, my leg power seemed to suddenly disappear.

"Papaaaaaa.

Actually Johan's eyes also reddened, but did not look at all because it was covered by dark sunglasses.

Abay joined Bi Sarah in walking into the House, Johan led me slowly.

All the mourners saw my arrival and witnessed my cries. Many of Papa's co-workers, Papa's brothers, were all there, all crying there.

"Sabar Gi, patience," said Budhe (Sister of my Papa)

These legs are getting limp when I get into my mom's house.

Right in the middle of the door.

I've seen my Papa's body lying there, I'm getting sad and sick.

So sick, O God.

"Papaaaa.." I shouted as I ran and fell right next to my Papa's body.

"Papa..ini Gia Pa, this is Gia..." I said.

My mother hugged and stroked me.

"Patience Nak, patience... istighfar Nak," said My mother.

I tightly hugged my Papa's body one last time, I elus his forehead, I kissed his forehead and his cheeks.

"Why Pa?? Why is Papa ninggalin Gia so fast?? Gia still desperately needs Papa, even though Mama said yesterday Papa's condition is getting better,"

"Gia has not had time to talk with Papa, sorry Gia, can not accompany the last moments Papa, sorry Gia Pa, huhuhuhu, Gia also has not had time to apologize to Papa, huhuhuhuhu, Gia regrets Pa, Gia, unable to accompany Papa, Gia regrets," I said inwardly as I looked at my Papa's face.

Shortly after, my mother-in-law came from behind.

Snuffling my shoulders.

Seriate............