Lover Replacement

NOT TO THE HEART

Today is Argha's funeral.

Keira, who is picked up by Rizzi, goes alone without her friends. The three could not accompany him as usual because they had to execute the Tour Planning practice task they had done a week before.

Keira is forced to be absent from practice this time considering his psychological and physical condition is not possible.

In Rizzi's car which led her to where Argha was buried, Keira sat leaning against the side of the car window. His left forehead he put on the glass with a straight look out the window. Seeing so many unknown humans out there.

During his journey, Keira repeats the first time he met Argha at his college. More precisely in the middle of the stairs owned by a special building majoring in Tourism.

At that time Keira remembered herself being confused by her own search for an Administrative Space to complete the re-listing process. Keira who wobbly forced to stop for a while in the middle of the stairs to pick up the form sheet that fell due to his negligence holding the paper.

When he bent down to pick up the fallen form, Keira realized that someone was running from the top down to accidentally nudge her. As a result Keira became unsteady and lost balance and Keira almost fell down the stairs.

Luckily, someone quickly held Keira's body with his own body from behind until Keira survived the fall from the stairs. And the one who was holding Keira's body was Argha. The young man was in a hurry to also go upstairs to his class.

The one-year-old Argha over Keira happened to be late for her first class hour. His meeting with Keira was beyond Argha's expectations. But the charming figure of Keira, with pure innocence that seemed to be unflattering immediately melted Argha's heart at that moment.

Under the pretext of taking Keira to the Administrative Office and helping her in the re-listing process, Argha forgot her original intention to pursue the first hour of her studies that day.

Since then, like a superhero who always comes when Keira needs something, Argha is always there to help the girl. Wherever and whenever.

Until one day, when Argha declares his love for Keira right in the middle of the stairs. The place they first met. Carrying a bouquet of white roses numbered forty-seven stalks, which signified the number of days they began to know each other.

Keira immediately accepted it with a very happy heart, so happy at that time, Keira to tears moved in Argha's arms.

Keira did not feel the tears coming back when she recalled the pieces of fond memories she had with her Argha-lover.

Keira is still reluctant to believe that Argha is no longer in his life, in his world.

No longer was there to hold her when her heart was breaking. It was no longer there to wipe away her tears when her heart was injured.

Keira pressed her suddenly tight chest, claustrophobic by the outburst of longing that was extremely painful for her now.

"I miss you, Gha." Keira nodded while closing her eyes tightly. Making water lines that had only been piled up in his eyes immediately flowed. Can't be contained anymore.

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@Public Funeral Place

Tyo stared at the coffin that was rubbed mute on the ground near the hole burrow that had not been excavated. Tyo realized there was still Argha's body in it.

The iron frame carrying Argha-sister's body, he had just been lowered from his shoulder when he had to carry the coffin with several other relatives from the ambulance to near Argha's last resting place.

"How gentlemen? is it still long ready?" ask a religious leader close acquaintance of Tyo's extended family to the gravediggers who are still working down there.

"Sorry, Sir. A little more done." replied one of them while the other remained busy digging.

"Son Tyo, please replace your ailing father to take your sister to her final resting place" the priest said, patting Tyo on the back.

When the burrow had been dug up, Argha's body was ready for burial. Two relatives swiftly descended into the hole. Then they waited for Tyo to come down and help put Argha's body into it.

Tyo suddenly glued. He didn't have to put Argha to bed in there. His heart was not strong enough to imagine Argha's body would have to be hoarded with wet and heavy soil. Leave her sister alone in there. Tyo really doesn't want to.

Both of Tyo's eyes had already begun to condense as the religious leader again patted his back, ripping Tyo from his pill reverie.

"How about Tyo?" rework that religious leader. "If you can't afford not to be forced, let the other relatives who helped bring down Argha's body" he added.

Tyo can't make a sound. He lowered his head deeply. His shoulders began to shake. Seeing that the priest embraced Tyo's shoulder tightly and finally asked other relatives to replace Tyo.

***

Keira and Rizzi who arrived late to where Argha was buried apparently saw Argha's funeral procession from a distance.

Keira's footsteps spontaneously came to a halt when she saw from afar some people who were carrying the body wrapped in white cloth to be inserted into the burrow.

Keira wanted to wriggle and plead with the men not to put Argha in there. But his voice was suddenly mute. And both his legs went limp for a moment. Keira also collapsed in consciousness.

Rizzi rushed over to Keira to help her stand back up, but the girl flinched. Holding his head firmly sign do not want to continue his journey.

"I can't stand it, Riz." Keira closed her eyes again. "I can't see Argha being buried. For God's sake, I can't." Keira closed her mouth while sobbing.

The girl then stood up and chose to leave the place. Keira chose to escape rather than face the fact that Argha had indeed been completely gone from this world for good.

Rizzi was stunned. Not knowing what kind of response to see the girl's bitterness that had passed from before him. Rizzi chases Keira to the entrance of the cemetery.

His steps stopped when he saw Keira had entered a taxi that happened to pass. Rizzi then fell silent. Let the girl go. Perhaps it was better to let the girl herself go until Keira was able to strengthen her heart again.

***

Tyo rubbed the new-looking tombstone. A tombstone stuck in a mound of land that is still red and full of flowers. A tombstone bearing the name and date of birth and death of an ARGHA PRATAMA.

"I'm sorry I can't be a good sister to you, Gha." Tyo sobbing. "I'm sorry because I'm not becus nganter elo to elo's final resting place. I am sorry for all my weaknesses. Sorry me..." Tyo could no longer continue his words.

There was too much she wanted to tell her sister. There was so much he wanted to do with the late Argha. But what can be said, when fate has determined a person's fate. No one can prevent or reject it.

To Be Continue's....

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