Misty Soil
Regardless of spirit Warid
Death is a sure thing. Arriving at the hospital, Sandika saw that the family was already there. The hose and the life-connectors were removed, he was no longer able to endure the pain. Minah cries hugging her child, tears do not stop breaking rubbing her child's face and head nonstop.
“Mother, please let me” he said.
“No! Warid my son! Hiks!”
“Already ma'am, already” said Supar rubbed his back.
“Mas warid, don't leave us” said Rina crying bitterly.
Cerry cried to see the figure of uncle who loved him so much it looks in pain.
“Good and smart children should not cry” Warid said.
“Mas Warid istighfar mas, let's fight the disease mas.” Sandika rubbed the sole of the man's feet felt very cold.
“Sandika, Rina here approaching.”
They both obey Warid. Sandika is on the left side while Rina is on the right side. Warid's hand shook, stiff and cold fused Rina and Sandika's hands together. On top of his chest which also felt like a lump of ice was pressing on his second hand.
“Sandika, this is my last wish. Marry my sister Rina, even though she's a step-sister, but she's a very nice woman. Please grant my last request.”
“Mas Warid, don't say that. Mas will recover and again interfere with playing with his nephew Cerry mas. Sandika also has a lover. I don't want to be the third person in their relationship” said Rina pulling her hand.
“Sandika, you want to obey the last request of someone evil, right? And also___” the breath of Warid slowly began to stop.
“Warid my son! Hiks.”
“Mas Warid!”
“Om Warid, Where are you going? Cerry's coming with ya."
The little boy's gaze was staring at Warid's right.
He ran out the door like he was chasing something. Sandika followed after the little boy until he managed to catch him when Cerry's foot rested at the height of the hospital.
“Cerry be careful later you can fall” said Sandika.
“But dad, uncle flew there.”
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The house was filled with mourners before the body reached his house. White mattresses are placed in the middle of the room. Yasin read some of the people sitting nearby. From a distance the siren ambulance carried the body that looked stiff in blue. The cries immediately embraced her son.
“Already Minah, please let our child go.”
“What? You think I easily delivered my son who died as a result of your son Lina. I know everything! You still have one child and one grandson, right? Be happy with them!”
“Clear your voice, many mourners are present.”
The people near them heard clearly the quarrel. Suddenly Minah's eyes glared at one of the mourners who entered the door. He knows very well who that person is. A woman dressed in black in beaded flickers wearing large glasses behind her followed by a young woman dressed in black holding a small child near her. Minah turned her face, she moved to tell him to change position in the corner of the wall.
“Mbak Minah, I am sorry to mourn the passing of Warid.”
“Thanks. But you don't have to bother coming here” she whispered back.
Women who are reluctant to be called by the name of the mother always get used to being called with the word Aunty even though the bond of the stepbrother he is very close to Warid. Minah often sees Rina and Cerry visiting the apartment Warid. Proximity like a brother and sister makes a family relationship a little along.
“Hold your emotions Minah, Warid has left Rina on Sandika” whispered Supar.
The flowers are scattered, the fragrant pandan leaves and the water of Al kautsar together do’a delivered to the deceased. The cries of those who were left behind still sounded faintly surround his grave.
“Paman” said Cerry waving at one of the trees a little away from them.
The mourners and the bodyguards returned to their homes. Now that is still left there is Sandika and Warid's extended family. Sandika's companion approached whispering something to her giving a phone. After reading Sandika asked permission to say goodbye to all of them.
He also did not forget about Cerry, before leaving he rubbed the little boy's forehead and hugged him.
“Byes father..”.
Cerry's words made Minah and the others surprised. Wanting Minah to ask a lot of questions to Rina, considering that she was near her son's grave, she paused it and pulled Supar along with her.
“We go home each course” said Minah ketus.
“Mother, why don't we come with grandpa?” cerry asked to pull the edge of his shirt.
“Honey, we go home with grandma, let's go to om__” replied Rina.
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News from the Beben family that she is in critical condition. Sandika orders Egen to refer Beben's treatment abroad and take care of his administration. Previously he asked permission on the family beben after getting approval so he on that day moved his best friend. He asked Mr. Kas to immediately drive a vehicle to the city of X. The figure of the friend he was worried about was making fear in his mind.
“We are a triumvirate that has been divided. Gama and Arya disappear in the forest. Herman died suddenly of a deadly disease. This time I don't want you to also go Beben” muttered Sandika.
The story of the curse of foggy soot reaps the story in a row. Arriving at the hospital, he ran to Beben's room to see the state of his best friend.
“How is doc? If there is a need or other more modern treatment to cure it please immediately tell me” said Sandika.
“Her body temperature pressure is back to normal. We will further study the disease in the heart abnormalities of patients. I'm sorry I'm going to do the operation.”
“Good thanks so much doc."
Looking at Beben's pale face, he read out a short surah beside him slowly the man's voice woke him up.
“Sandika.”
“Alhamdulillah you are aware, I am very worried.”
“Sandika forgive me.”
“Yes I forgave you long before you said it. Don't think of anything that troubles you, get well soon.
“Thank you, it should have been that day I didn't leave you alone.”
He showed me a scratch on the left wrist. The rotting wound looks like there is a small animal inside, the veins are red protruding all over the body. Sandika grabbed the tissue on the small table, she pressed the wound taking the small animals squirming in it. The wound was deliberately not wrapped in a bandage only in droplets of antibiotics on it. Beben grimaced in pain, he quivered blocking Sandika from touching her wound again.
“It's enough San.”
