LOVE NARA

53 GIFTS FROM HUSBAND

Two o'clock in the afternoon at Sukarno Hatta airport.

This afternoon was so hot, with the sunlight shining so fiercely. With the sky turning blue without the slightest cloud stopping by. Beautiful in the eye but not wanting to feel. The heat is so stinging. The heat makes everyone think twice about the heat - the heat when the sun is right over our heads.

The atmosphere at the airport is always crowded. There's no death. There are needs of everyone who does have their own needs to stop at this Indonesian international airport.

And Nara's family too. They deliberately waited for a car pickup in the waiting room for the arrival of the plane at terminal 2 C. Fifteen minutes later, the car arrived. Previously, Mr. Rizal called Nara to prepare - ready to be on the roadside terminal 2 C the arrival of passengers.

The black pajero car awaited arrived, stopping right on the roadside of the arrival terminal. The black pajero car was even more shiny in the heat of the sun.

Mr. Rizal is not alone, beside him there is a police friend who asked Mr. Donnie to pick Nara up with his family.

Mom and Dad sat in the middle seat, sitting behind the position of Mr. Rizal who was driving. Nara and Angga sat in the back seat behind their mother and father.

The breeze from the car AC makes those who are angry become cool instantly. The wide front and rear seating distance makes it comfortable for passengers who are in it.

Nara and Angga were still sitting quietly. Everything in the car was the same, it seemed reluctant to make a sound. Only a beautiful Islamic song played by Mr. Rizal to fill the silence of the atmosphere in the car.

Satu jam perjalanan lewat tol dari bandara Sukarno Hatta menuju rumah jenderal polisi bintang empat ini. Melewati satu jam perjalanan dengan suasana hening di dalam mobil membuat perjalanan itu menjadi terkesan sangat lama.

Finally arrived also the black pajero car in front of the general's house.Seem car - cars lined up on the right left side of the road. They are the family and close colleagues of the general who came to mourn the passing of the beloved daughter of the general, Dina Prambudya

The fence of the house that is always closed, is now wide open. There are a few flowers already on display there. In front of the house there were also two officers who arranged cars - the cars of the mourners who came. On the terrace of the house that has been idled by the tapestry, there are many guests who sit down to defend their condolences while reading the letter of yassin in their hands.

The black pajero car went into the house, directly to the garage in the house.

All eyes were then on the person who got out of the pajero.

The departure of the child of the jederal leaves the deepest wound for all who know him. Dinah is good, very good in the eyes of family, friends and people who know her.

Nara's mother and father got out of the car first. Then Angga and Nara. They all walked past the guests who had been sitting on the porch of the house.

All eyes then looked at Nara. All who saw felt the figure of Dina come back alive before them. The beautiful girl the general's child is kind and not arrogant. Good people are quick on

Entering the living room, many mourners sat on tapestries reading yassin letters. They chanted this holy verse of the Quran.

Dina's body appears stiff in the middle of the living room. Papa Dina and mama were faithfully beside the lifeless body of their beloved son. Mama was endlessly crying while reading yassin's letter with the book in her hand.

Mother who first entered directly sow in front of the body of her child. Her cries spilled as she opened the cloth that covered Dina's pale face. Nara sat down next to her mother. He also cried powerless to see the brother still not moving. With a smile on his pale face.

Angga and dad shed tears. Tears lost the figure they loved. But I just started loving my son. But now he has been gone for a long time.

Mom who was next to me tried to calm me down. But he also still tears. But he could not bear to see Ayana who had only a few months to know the missing child, now lost for a long time.

"Dina .. don't leave mom again. I bless your relationship with Angga. Hiks .. hiks .. " said Mother sobbing while hugging Dina's body.

"Bak Dina, I'm not satisfied playing with you. Why did you leave so soon. Didn't you ever promise we'd go to the long beach again. Hiks .. hiks .. hiks, " said Nara while hugging the corpse in front of her.

The woman felt a deep loss. His first love was gone. Scratch a heartbreaking story for him. In the stay of lovers for long.

Mr. Donnie's trying hard. Now he was powerless, a circle of tears dripping down his face. A blue light atmosphere occurred in this room.

I still can't believe what he saw. The body figure is his son. He still wanted to embrace that stiff body. But someone came and apologized that the body would soon be brought to the nearest mosque to be sholatan.

Dina's body was then carried by several people into the car. The plan will be sholatkan and buried near the nearest mosque.

The accompaniment of the car was seen accompanying the car carrying the corpse.Tiba in the mosque the corpse was directly sholatan by the imam of the mosque. Shortly after, the body was taken to a nearby cemetery.

Everyone who loved Dina was at her funeral. Mom and Nara were still lamenting his passing so quickly. Mother could not see her missing little boy now in the dirt pile until his body had been flattened on the lid of his grave.

Mama Dina was also more hysterical. He suddenly fainted when the grave had covered the body of the child. Quickly Mr. Donnie immediately carried his wife who was limp.

Angga tried to hold back the tears from spilling. But his sadness is deep. And ... tears also shed on both cheeks. Only sincere prayers he sent for Dina. May his spirit be placed in the highest place in heaven, aamiin ....