
While the bodies were being bathed, Johanterus and I tried to contact Naufal.
I was in my mother's arms.
"Where is your husband, son??" ask Mama.
"Mas Naufal in Thailand Ma" I replied.
"From this time Gia tried to keep contacting Mas Naufal but could not Ma, Mas Naufal busy Ma, huhuhuhuhuhuhu how Ma???" my many.
"Patience Nak, patience, Istighfar yes," said my mother.
"Ma, why is it so fast Ma? Though yesterday Mama said, Papa has improved, huhuhu, why is this like Ma?? Why is Papa ninggalin Gia, huhuhuhu," I said as I continued to cry.
My mother was crying when she heard my whining. My mother also regretted that yesterday I did not allow me to come to see Papa.
When Papa was leaving, he did not give any sign to our family, Mama, Johan, nor did I.
However, only Budhe was given a dream by my Papa.
Mama Feni came to me, she was very sad to see me.
"Please be patient, be patient" said Mama Feni.
"Naufal how's Nak??" ask Mama Feni.
"No news yet, no news, huhuhu," I replied.
Suddenly, Johan's phone shook.
"Who's Dek??" my many.
"Mas Naufal Kak" replied Johan.
Johan immediately went away from this crowd of people so as not to be noisy, he ran to his room above.
Budhe, Mama Feni, and my mom keep trying to calm me down. Istighfar kept saying.
What I'm thinking now, I can't talk to Papa anymore, walk to the Mall together with Papa, eat ramen at midnight with Papa, wear a face maske with Papa.
His laughter, his sadness, his advice, and his optimism.
I'll miss that Pa.
"Huhuhuhuhu, I will miss Papa's words like this.
"Gi, an honest man must be lucky"
"The first family, and everything"
"Love your husband, be devoted, God willing, heaven will be yours Son"
"Papa dear Gia, Gia everything for Papa, never make Papa the same Mama sad and disappointed, happy us later" Papa's words that have been continuously ringing in my mind, so far, make them happy without complaining.
And why until now I still continue to prioritize the happiness of people around me including Naufal and Abay, yes because of this??? If Naufal and Abay were happy, my father would be happy to see him.
Is this also the reason why?? I have always followed and never denied them, because my life is only for them, especially after graduating from college, I dedicate my life only to them. Huhuhuhuhuhu, I also did not refuse when I was betrothed to Naufal, because that was what made them happy.
And now???? Who do I do this for?? My dad's gone.
Johan approached us, right my Papa's body was finished in the bath.
"Sir, said Mas Naufal now Mas Naufal is ready to go home, but it must be long, so Mas Naufal's message, do not have to wait for Mas Naufal not papa," said Abay.
I just nodded and heard the explanation from Johan, Naufal is not wrong, indeed his destiny is like this.
Papa was gone when Naufal was gone too.
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After the body is prayed, the body will be sent to the nearest public cemetery.
I saw my mother fainting because she couldn't help but cry and get tired. I'm getting so excited about this heart seeing my mama who's falling in bed in Budhe's lap.
I rushed upstairs to my Mom and Dad's room.
I took a picture of my Papa that I will bring this later, had to cry to see Papa's bed that he will never again stop by.
"Gia strong,"
Deeegggg.........
Like there was a whisper in my ear while I was stroking the bed where my Papa used to sleep.
I looked to the left and right.
There's no one near me.
"As Papa whispered, huhuhuhuhuhu, is this just my hallucination," I said in my heart.
I went downstairs, saw them back.
Mama-in-law and Pakdhe approached me.
"Gia, can you??" ask Pakdhe.
"May Pakdhe" I replied.
"You are not strong, let Pakdhe bring it, you will faint like Mama you Gi" said Pakdhe.
"Gia can Pakdhe, can" I replied again.
"Yes, Pakdhe is behind you" Pakdhe said.
"Gia, strong yes, this is for Papa you son," whispered Mama Feni close in my ear.
I looked at him.
"Yes Ma, thank you Ma" I said.
Moments of departure of my Papa's body.
It was with Johan beside me who also kept flowing her tears.
As he looked at the coffin that was already in front of my eyes, he heard a little lecture from Ustad. I kept imagining my Papa's face.
In my heart I kept shouting very loudly to say my Papa's name.
"Papaaaa......huuhuuuuuuuu........here is Gia Pa, Papa must go huh? Huhuhuhuhuuuuu quiet there Pa, Gia will always do'a in Papa whenever Pa, Gia love the same Papa, more than dear Pa, now........Papa will be much the same as Gia,"
"This is the reason Gia Pa, why Gia never wanted to celebrate Gia's birthday, because as a child, Gia once said to Papa, Gia did not want to grow up and become an adult, Gia wants Stuck to be Papa's little girl, so that Papa never grows old, and will not be able to leave Gia, huhuhuhuhuhum, Papa must remember Gia used to say that fantasy Pa," I said in my heart as I walked through this departure of Papa.
And my father's body was taken to the Public Cemetery.
I was accompanied by Johan beside me and also Abay and Bi Sarah.
Tears like no boredom flowed on both of my cheeks.
Incidentally, the distance between the Cemetery and my Mama's House was only reached by foot.
While carrying a few baskets of flowers and I carried a picture of my Papa walking to the Cemetery.
***(In Funeral)
I sprinkle flowers on my Papa's grave.
While crying in Johan's arms.
All the mourners who attended the funeral prayed for Papa.
When everyone is back, there is only Pakdhe, Budhe, me, Johan, Abay and Bi Sarah and my Father-in-law here.
I don't think I want to go home, want to accompany Papa here, even though it's impossible. I still didn't expect, Papa left so soon.
The name is written on the tombstone that I continue to elus-elus which I liken to my Papa's forehead.
Not 1 day Papa left me, but I have missed, I can no longer hold my Papa's hand, can no longer hold him, cry on his shoulder anything else.
"Pa, Papa is calm there yaa, Gia will please special do'a to Papa, Gia kangen Pa," I said in my heart.
"O Allah, give Papa the best place there, forgive him all his sins, keep him away from the torment of the grave and the torment of Your hell, O Lord. Aamiin aamiin,"
"Sister, go home, yes" said Johan.
I didn't answer, I cried again on his shoulder.
"Sister misses Papa Dek," I complained.
"Mbak Gia... istighfar Mbak" said Bi Sarah.
"Gia, accept everything sincerely, pity your Papa later, Papa you are calm and fine there, yes.." woo Pakdhe.
They all do not know, how my continuous efforts want to accept all this, not as easy as they say, indeed....indeed this is also the best for all of us from God, but only minor injuries can not be immediately healed.
"Son, go home, yes" said Papa Diki.
Johan lifted up my limp body while helping me walk.
***(At Papa and Mama's House)
There are still many people who come to give condolences to my mother.
I still see my Mom lying limp with her eyes all crying over Papa's departure on my Mother's Big Brother's lap.
The sadder I saw this scene, the more I wanted to remove it immediately, but......who am I???
Papa Diki approached and sat down beside me.
"I'm sorry Naufal, son, can not accompany you at a time like this, when you lost your Papa," said Papa Diki.
"Yes Pa, Gia is not papa" I replied.
That's not what I think now, now I just want to calm myself down. Trying to accept and accept sincerely, sincerely let go of my Papaku.
It is heavy indeed, but am I going to be so lingering in this grief??? No way, I also have to move on, for my son and husband.
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A few hours later, when I was replacing my mother, because there were still many mourners coming.
I can't tell them anything yet.
My ears were hot, when they asked me what happened when Papa was leaving, I didn't know anything.
Let me rain down this question, if Mama?? Poor Mama, surely Mama will continue to repeat sadness when answering questions from those who are just the same answer.
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Exactly at 3 pm.
Finally, Naufal came wearing all-white clothes.
"Assalamu'alaikum" said Naufal.
"Wa'alaikumsalam" answered everyone in the house.
Naufal immediately fell down sitting down in front of my Mama, she immediately shook my Mama's hand with a bow of her head and her forehead stuck like a person who was on the somersault.
"Mama, sorry Naufal Ma, Naufal has not come when Papa left, Naufal really apologizes Ma," said Naufal regretfully.
My mother could only stroke Naufal's shoulder.
I cried seeing him again.
I know for a fact that Naufal felt guilty about my Mama and me, for not being able to attend the last moments of my Papa.
Naufal hugged my Mama and Mama cried on Naufal's shoulder like she was whispering something in Naufal's ear.
I saw him from far away.
All I heard was a word of thanks from my mother to Naufal
Then I ran upstairs because I couldn't see it anymore.
After he met my mother, now Naufal's eyes were searching for my whereabouts. Because I don't look there.
Naufal asked Bi Sarah for my whereabouts, and she followed me upstairs and met me who was sitting contemplating alone in my room.
Gleekkkk.......
"Honey," call Naufal.
I turned to her with these two very heavy eyes, these limp feet, I forcefully ran towards Naufal to immediately want to hug him, crying in his arms.
And it turned out that I was no longer able to support myself, I fell into the arms of Naufal.
Buuukkkk....Naufal hugged me.
I hugged him very tightly. Naufal must be in pain.
"Aaaghhh,"
I cried sobbing as if to complain to Naufal about my pain.
"Patience, dear, patience," he said, stroking my head.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" Naufal said.
"You can hug me as much as you want, baby, do, do" continued Naufal again who understood my mood.
I don't care if people outside listen to me cry, I don't care, I just want to cry in the arms of my husband I've been waiting for.
Seriate........