
When the car arrived home, Raya and her family were waiting for us, including Riza. Apparently Sari's sister told Om Iyan that we would all go home.
After I got off, Raya approached and immediately hugged me, I was crying in her arms.
"Prophetically Cit, everything He created will definitely return to Him" said Raya.
As for Sister Riza, she was unceasingly saying to keep me strong and firm in the face of all this. Even he can still behave this well, even though I have hurt his feelings and heart.
I didn't see Arka, where was she? There's no way he doesn't know this sad news. Does he not care about me anymore?
Is he fed up with me.
Because ever since I stayed away from him, I never returned messages from him, I never received a call and if he went home, I always reasoned to want to be alone first. Is he bored waiting for me?
The big families started coming. Papa will be buried tomorrow morning, because it is likely that tonight Ernan just arrived home.
By morning 08:00 Papa's body had reached the Public Cemetery. During the funeral procession, Mama had started to look calmer than last night, but Mama still unceasingly cried.
Even Arka did not come to deliver Papa to the final resting place, I really do not know where he is, said the Kingdom of the house Arka deserted no one seen at all.
After we finished praying for Papa, we all went home. Families from afar also began to pack things because they would go home to each other.
Nightfall..
Actually I'd love to call Arka, but I don't have the guts. I'm afraid he'll ignore me like yesterday I ignored him.
"Cit, do you want me to call Arka?" ask Cindy, Raya and Cindy sleep in my house tonight.
"No Cin, let it be, maybe he's busy." My speech.
A few days after Papa's departure, the atmosphere of the house is no longer the same. Ernan who will return to LA with Opa and Oma to continue his studies, Mama who until now was quiet and still locked herself in the room, and the, even to eat food must be delivered to the room, Arka who until now did not know where.
This morning I decided to go to the restaurant, because after all it was just our family's source of income. I can no longer rely on anyone, I'm the one who has to pay for my family's life.
Because of my busy life taking care of the restaurant, I rarely have time to just relax or eat out with my friends. Even for college in a week I only entered for three days. I just spent my time at the restaurant and at home looking after Mama.
Luckily I have friends who understand my situation, Raya and Cindy often visit me home.
"Yes Cit, be careful!" said Sari.
On the way, I passed the chicken noodle stall that used to be when Arka and I ate there a lot.
Without thinking I turned and stopped in front of the stall. When I entered, Mang Amin Si the owner of the stall approached me and asked how I was doing, I was glad he still remembered me.
I ordered a serving of chicken noodles and my favorite drink at the stall, which was orange ice. When the food and drink came, at first glance I remembered Arka, with the words of Arka that sometimes mischievous. I smiled, I honestly missed those days.
I shed tears as I remembered it, which may not be repeated, even now I do not know where Arka is.
Mang Amin sat in front of me, and asked why only himself, why did Mas Arab not come? I smiled hearing that, Mang Amin still remembered my call to Arka.
I replied Arka is busy in college now, that makes us rarely meet, not like before.
Mang Amin told me, a few months ago Arka had been here with women and it was likely that her boyfriend, Mang Amin did not dare to ask Arka about my news because he was afraid that she misunderstood. Mang Amin.
Arka's here with Rika, why she never took me.
After finishing the meal, I paid and said goodbye to Mang Amin.
When I got home, when I opened the door, there was the sound of Mbok Lilis shouting my name. I quickly looked for her whereabouts, I saw that the door to Mama's room was open, I went straight inside.
I was surprised when I saw Mbok Lilis holding Mama's hand holding a knife. I tried to get close to Mama and take the knife, but Mama's grip was strong.
"Mama, let go Ma the knife," I said softly.
I hugged Mama who started to weaken and immediately took the knife from her hand. It's my first time doing this, I'm so scared why Mama became like this.
Gradually Mama began to calm down, I fed Mama painstakingly, after finishing eating, Mama lay down and closed her eyes. I accompanied Mama until she was completely asleep.
After I thought Mama was asleep, I went out and headed to the kitchen where Mbok Lilis was. I washed the dishes, and asked Mbok Lilis who was preparing dinner.
"What happened to Mama?" my many.