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“pak, nyuwun sewu.” saya Hanif. (Sir, excuse me)
“nggeh mas?”
“badhe nderek pirsa, menawi griyanipun mother mini stab leres mriki ngggeh? Mini's mother, Kusmini.” asked Hanif with a name affirmation to really not the wrong address. (want to ask, Mini's mother's house is right here huh? Mini Mom, Kusmini)
“oo, Kusmini ingkang nembe sultry piercing? Leres mriki mas, njenengan mangke mlampah mawon 100 meters, left street wonten gang alit mlebet mawon, griyanipun ingkang cat warno puteh lan keramikan ijo.” Obviously the farmer. (Those sick Kusmini? right here mas, later mas only 100 meters, left of the road there is a small alley just enter, the house that uses white paint and green ceramic front wall)
“nggeh sir, natur nuwun sanget. Pareng pak.” (good sir, thank you very much. Excuse me.)
“sami-sami mas..” sahut the farmer. (same-sama mas)
Hanif returned to the car to call Anita and her mother-in-law, taking them down and on foot. Although Hanif was not feeling well because he had to ask his in-laws to walk far enough, but it made more sense to leave his mother-in-law in the car.
They began to step down the hamlet road that can only be passed by two motto berisisian.
Anita walks between Hanif and her mother. Anita several times glanced at the husband, seeming nervous on the look of his face.
Then Anita grabbed Hanif's arm, rubbing her slowly trying to disguise her husband's anxiety. Hanif looked at Anita and smiled, once the smile was forced, and it seemed that the smile was shaking from nervousness.
The closer to his goal Hanif increasingly shook, his clenched hands were already wet with sweat. To the extent that Anita had to break the fist several times in order to wipe her sweat.
When the intended house was already in sight, Hanif suddenly stopped. His heart wry, his guts instantly shriveled. I don't know what he said anti when he met the woman who had fostered anger in him.
Anita repeatedly rubbed Hanif's arm, convincing her husband's heart to really face and finish.
Mama Rani did not react, she understood very well what Hanif felt, she could only wait for Hanif's silence until he was really ready to enter the house.
After being given a nod by his wife which means is ‘it's okay, there I am beside you’ then steadily Hanif approached the house. Hanna and Hanum were sitting on the porch with their eyes closed.
“mas.. forgive mom. forgive her yes let mom calm in her last contest.” said Hanna while sobbing.
“mother has died mas.” continued Hanum, as he was sure Hanif still did not understand the situation.
Hanif sculpting. Hearing the news that this morning has not lost his surprise is now faced with new news that is even more painful.In fact he has not had time to say hello to the mother, even he has not had time to call that name, he has not even called the name, he had not heard his mother's voice for the first time because the memory of the voice was long gone.
“ayo enter first Son, at least you should see his face right?” tell Mama Rani at that time.
Anita had prepared her scenario of all the possibilities Hanif would do was now gone. Anita forgot to prepare for her worst-case scenario. He didn't have the heart to imagine the worst case scenario.
Now he's in custody. Her tears had already spilled from earlier as soon as she saw the reaction Hanif gave.
Anita who should calm Hanif or her sisters even in her path and pacified by Hanna and Hanum. While his mother accompanied Hanif into the house.
Hanif's appearance was welcomed by the father, and sobs from the mother's family who felt guilty for the attitude made by Kusmini.
Hanif gathered in front of the body of the mother who had been covered with cloth to the end of her head. Hanif opened the cover up to the border of the neck, he was eager to see that look for the last time.
Although there was no answer, Hanif still asked about the reason why the mother could leave her children.
Hanif.
Then the apology was thrown from Hanif's lips, Hanif had forgiven. Hanif would no longer hold any anger. Hanif would even forget about the reason why he was abandoned.
Hanif closed the cloth back to the limit of his mother's corpse. Turn your body to face your father. As if saying in silence ‘what I did was right’ and I immediately embraced his only eldest son. I patted Hanif's back as if saying ‘it's okay, you're a great kid’.
That dark afternoon after all the rituals before the burial had been done, the corpse would soon be buried. Hanif and the father helped prop up the stretcher covered with green cloth.
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