Memories Sheet

*karma

I'm still glued, bowing direction

My eyes were looking straight at the floor,

I tried to bend my legs for me

I can hold my face with my knees..

Every now and then pop out of my lips,..

The stifled sea in the throat choked

just like that, though,

"Simple...!"

I heard my bedroom door open, somebody,

There were no long sounds of slow steps, however,

Gentle rubbing of hands Someone grabbed

My shoulders, my,

"Mother....!" Call gently.

I raised my face, Because I

memorize this voice,

"Thanks....!" I stammered.

"I'm coming home Mother.." His words gently reach out

My body in his arms.

"It already! ..Now there's Me, we'll get through it

together, "The flow is restrained, the,

"Mother don't be sad it's time

....Dad's gone, despite the weight we have to

Sincere" He said the same sadness

We feel, Maybe this is Arsyad

The sadest thing is that he has to lose

His father and mother at almost the same time

equally, it makes me even more claustrophobic

"Should I hate you at the last moment

mu ..Mas !" My screams are held in that heart

there's only a stuck Iskat at the end of the ribbon

My voice.

Arsyadpun not many words, We are as if

Drowning in their feelings

respectively, each,

"Tok ..tok ..tok "

I heard the door knock and opened

Persons.

" dear ...It's time for Fakih's body

Buried, Arsyad has also come"

Pinta Aunt Rahma softly resuscitated

Me, I nodded weakly.

"You're not gonna change your uniform

used to be Nak ?" Ask Aunt Rahma

Arshad, Arshad,

Arsyad shook his head, seeing kon

on my side, he refused to leave

Myself, memapahku walk down

the stairs down to the floor of our house.

I sat next to my husband's body

Look at his face for the last time

Kiss her slowly, Listen to that body

vibrates.

"If this is how you leave

Myself, I'm sincere with this pain

So that you calm down there Mas ....!"

I flowed in my sobs, my sobs,....

Even if you can only scream inside

heart, my lips quiver while delivering

his departure with do'a.

"Mother...Why did you leave, though

He promised me a vacation this time, Dad would

Accompany us for a picnic while looking

Brother "She sighed as I sniffed

The little body of my son Akhsan

Being in my father-in-law's lap.

The face of the old man who fell down as if I

light a wound so deep.

I looked in my son's face

There is the face of Fakih mas printed, Fakih,

Even his smile, his laughter and

The moves are all about Mas

Fakih was there, I hugged her tightly

*****

A strong wind at the funeral

Mas fakih, Mas fakih buried the hose

A few hours to someone's funeral,

They were even buried in that place

It is blocked by several graves

I was still silent but occasionally mengu

say thank you to some

Mas Fakih's friend who came

Every now and then Akhsan rubbed my tears

With his little hands, Dan Arsyad

Cuddling my shoulder,

I am thankful that there are two sons

Can be made my place to lean on, can be,

Who with open arms erases

My sadness.

We stopped at a mound of land

red is still wet, I'm dripping

Do' a for her, despite the pain

Blasting my chest, But I realized

There is a heart of someone beside me

they are equally hurt.

Arsyad held my finger tightly, We

Strengthen each other's hearts

- each,

"On behalf of Mother...I'm apologizing

To you "The Light of Reddened Eyes

Resisting the turmoil of his chest feelings,

"I'll make amends for them

By taking care of you my whole life"

Arsyad's promise in the heart, Seraya heats up

dang in the eyeball of the Mother.

I gently rubbed Arsyad's shoulder, though,

As he led Akhsan to pass

From there, we were the last ones to

leave the cemetery, please,

I let friends

Arsyad who came, Coincidentally They

And have Mbok Sum clean up

Guest room while preparing meals

Night for Them.

Akhsan fell asleep after returning from the village

kaman, her tiny body might be exhausted

I kissed my Son's forehead softly,

Who is sleeping, although still

Isak caught between breaths

nya, I'm hugging her tighter

I also try to forget for a moment

My sadness, trying to close my eyes

Who can't sleep from yesterday.

Sayup - sayup I heard a step

Someone, wipe my arm gently.

Slowly enveloped our bodies,

Then a moment passed

Our.

I woke up late in the afternoon together

Akhsan, I'm delivering to her room

And told him to take a shower.

Looks like Aunt Rahma and my father-in-law

Approaching me, they're driving me

Entering Mas Fakih's work room.

"There's something we want to talk to you about "

Aunt Rahma.

I nodded in favor

Seen old hand my Father-in-law's greeting

but my hands are soft,

"Son...Let me apologize to you

In the name of Fakih, ... Even though Dad knows

The error cannot be forgiven "

Sluggishly.

Slowly the tears came back

eye Ruffler Aunt Rahma, He rubs

my shoulders are soft, I'm still silent ...

But rub the back of my hand

My in-laws are soft while holding tight

Didada,

Aunt Rahma rubbed my shoulders slowly.

He hugged me tightly.

"Tante understands, Mistake for you

Very big at the end of his life,

As a Aunt Woman I feel

it hurts as you feel, though,

Forgive Us ...Baby !

And Aunt thank you, you

Still keeping your husband's honor

Until the end, thank you "Sweep

softly interrupted Isak his cry.

"If only my wife still existed, she would

he felt most disappointed

for this incident "My father-in-law's regret.

I tried to smile and was forced

I don't want to hurt feelings more

My parents are in front of me, especially my parents

they are gone, only they are now who I am

have, Although Fakih mas error

To us is fatal and probably impossible

I'm sorry but I realize there are some

the heart is wounded and I must be able to

Guarded it.

I'm welcoming Dad's warm embrace

My in-laws, Taklama's gentle strokes

Landed on my head.

"Don't be sad too deeply alone

We're here, you've been presumed

Father's daughter is not a son-in-law of

Used to be Nak..." Wiry

I'm grateful for the people next to me

give strength to me, One moment

The one who became my soul mate

It made a deep wound in my heart

And my children.

"Bang Ar's mother left for a while because

Picked up by Om Hilman, wanted permission

Same Mother, Mother again in the same

Eyang " Papar Akhsan is waiting

We're at my door, he's already

Handsome with his cockroach.

"Akhsan is praying?" Much

Akhsan nodded.

"Have Mother with Om Andri same Om

Dika in mushala "Akhsan answered.

"Where is he now?" My toot.

"They're helping Mr. Kirman

tidying up the place under "Answer

Akssan.

I smiled down in the visible direction

Two of Arsyad's friends are helping sir

Kirman tidied up a place for cleanup

later.

I went to my room to clean up

Myself, While Akhsan was led by

My father-in-law and Aunt Rahma

Get off on the first floor, welcome the family

he came back after that

he returned shortly after the funeral

Fakihs.

The event of Mas Fakih,

Arsyad came home his face was sad

But he hides it in his face

On the contrary, he was silent in the corner of the room

Sitting cross-legged while holding Akhsan

Among his friends.

"What's up ?" Soft ask

When I found Arsyad standing up

Alone in the balcony, I cannot

sleep walk out about to take

Drinking water because my room is gone.