
"Yang, my dear "Call Zidan sayup with eyes closed while feeling the touch of the mattress next to him
"Honey"Call Zidan again but this time he's opened his eyes
"what's up?''
"What are you from the balcony?"
"So mama called"Jawab Naya moody
"Mama?, what did mama say?"
"Omma.. Oma"Racau Naya is not karena while heading to Zidan who is in bed
"Oma?, oma why?"zidan asked not yet understood the situation
"Oma died,hiks" Naya's words were glued to the bedside
"Honey"Zidan walked around the bed and told Naya to sit on the bed while Zidan put himself beside Naya.Serlahan Zidan began to lean Naya's head to the chest of his field.Taking off Naya's head which is currently not wearing a hijab, and then Naya's head was not wearing a headscarf,and kiss Naya's forehead.
"Cry for now, but in the future do not shed another tear for someone who has gone.Not not dear but you yourself know?, do not you?,that something that has been taken by the power should not be in a dissolved cry"
"Oma. he was very good, when my mom was busy I was always entrusted to Oma" said Naya accompanied by a hiccup
"Darling when are we going to Bandung?, I want to see Oma before she is delivered to her final resting place" asked Naya after a moment of crying in Zidan's arms.
"If you want to see for the last time we have to leave now"
"Well we go now, I'll prepare while you're ready" Zidan said understanding he began to include some pieces of clothes himself and Naya.
Zidan knows what it's like to be abandoned by a loved one, if he lets Naya prepare the necessities while there it will not be finished quickly.Karna Naya works it while crying.
"I'm ready" said Naya when ready with the abaya model.
"Let's wait for me downstairs and get the car ready" tell Zidan when he'll brush his teeth in the bathroom.
Naya simply nodded as she turned her gaze towards the window.
It took three hours to travel the distance of Jakarta Bandung, now Naya and Zidan have reached his old residence in Bandung.
"Assalamualaikum"Naya said his greetings while knocking on the door three times, no long appeared middle-aged art with puffy eyes, he was bi Ani who had served him for decades.
"Neng Naya" the middle-aged assistant said making sure that the person before her was the granddaughter of her employer
"iya Bi this is Naya" Naya replied as she nodded
"Look Neng, nyonyah if you are in the middle room" said the aunt while guiding Naya to the middle room that is in the distant relatives who chant the holy verse of the Qur'an.
"Ma"Call Naya when she sees her mother staring blankly at Oma who is covered by a side cloth (a rectangular-shaped batik cloth is used to cover the corpse).
"Darling" Mama Naya hugged Naya while crying again
"Have I not cried anymore" now Naya's papah is behind his wife's back while patting her on the wife's back .
"Sit Nay, Zidan"
"Oma hurts What does Pah hurt?"Naya asked when they were all sitting down
"Oma's high blood pressure, only two weeks of frequent relapses, the peak this afternoon Oma had convulsions and Oma died"
"What did the doctor say?"Naya asked as she held back the crying that came back to her
"The doctor said there was a blockage of blood vessels, but he did not really understand what the doctor said" said Papah Naya with a guilty look.
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