Muhasabah Love

Muhasabah Love
It's all Namira's fault



"Mas, wait for me.." Call Namira while chasing Malik who is holding a baby. Malik stopped his steps and turned to face Namira. Malik comments on a sweet smile towards Namira. And Malik said.


"Darling, maybe it's time I had to say goodbye to you.. And allow me to take our son.." Malik.


"Where are you going?" Namira asked confusedly.


"Namira, wife... I'm going somewhere very far away with our son.. Do not follow Me. Your future is long, and be happy even without Me.." Malik's Message.


"Mas, if you go.. Who am I the same? Can you leave me alone?" Namira.


"Honey. Before you achieve happiness, I promise I will always be by your side.. I won't be far away, I'm always here for you.." Malik said as he touched Namira's chest. Namira saw her husband's hand touching her chest. Namira smiled and nodded.


"Well, if it is your destiny, I will accept, God willing, I will go! But promise yes, meet me in a dream.." Namira finally answered. Malik smiled at his wife.


Malik slowly moved away and slowly his hand began to fall apart. Namira just looked at her husband who was getting away.


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Namira began to open her eyes slowly. Namira grimaced in pain as she touched her head. Slowly, Namira's vision became clearer. Namira looked around the room which looked strange. Namira also saw her father and mother standing next to her.


"Namira, are you conscious, son?" Ask Namira's mother.


"Alhamdulillah, you are finally conscious.." Say Namira's father while giving thanks.


"Where am I?" Namira asked confusedly.


"You're in the hospital, son, you had an accident.." Said Namira's mother. Namira recalled the events that happened to her and her husband. Namira did not see her husband by her side. He asked his father and mother.


"Where's malik?" Ask Namira. Namira's father and mother were silent. They are confused as to what to answer. Namira's mother tries to give Namira a good reason.


"Malik there's Namira. He's resting.." Answer Mother.


"Malik is okay, isn't it Mom? Nothing happened to him, right?" Ask Namira to panic.


"Dear no. Everything's fine.you calm down.." Say Mother.


Namira also glanced at the flat stomach. Namira came back shocked and panicked to see her flat stomach.


"Mom.. Where is my stomach? Why is my stomach flat?" Namira asked as she felt her stomach.


"Relax Namira.your baby has been born.it's just that now it's still in a room.you calm down yeah, rest.don't mind too much.." Say Namira's Mother.


"True, they're nothing ma'am.. You're not hiding anything, are you?" Namira asked still worried.


"Yes Namira.everything is fine now, you rest, son.." Said Mother.


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"Maybe, this may not happen to my children and grandchildren.Hiks, hiks.." Malik's mother's cries broke. When doctors declared that Malik could not be saved.


"Prophe ma.quiet ya.." Said her husband while trying to calm his wife.


"How can I calm down.. Malik is our only son. Now he's gone to leave us all.." Sluggishly.


"Ma. wake up.." Papa Malik yelled as he patted his wife's cheek which was suddenly unconscious. His father's Imam Malik also carried unconscious Sintia.


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"Patience ma.. patience. everything is already the will above.." Her speech.


"Ga can pa. mama can't if Malik leaves.. Mama wants Malik.." Sintia lirih.


"Yes papa also knows. papa also lost Malik ma. papa is also saddened by the departure of Malik.." Her speech.


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After a little more calm, the Imam also invited Sintia to go to Namira's room. Sintia looked towards the Imam. Sintia also scrunched his forehead. And the look on his face was hard to guess. Sintia also said.


"Namira's? That damn carrier girl?" Sintia Sudang.


"Astaghfirullahalazim ma.. Why do you talk like that?" Imam.


"All right, what did I say? Namira is a fucking carrier. If Malik hadn't gone with Namira, maybe the accident wouldn't have happened.. Maybe, Malik is still alive now.." Sintia again.


"Don't talk like that ma.. Namira is our daughter-in-law.. Everything is fate.." The Imam calms.


"Until now I'll never forgive Namira. I wouldn't look at it. Please, don't force me to make peace with Namira.." Sintia Oath. The priest shook his head. The Imam tried to understand the current state of Sintia. Perhaps, Sintia was shocked by this event.


"Yes already. now you rest yes ma. calm your mind first yes. don't mind much.." The Imam finally.


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The funeral was over. People attending the funeral say goodbye one by one.


The Imam thanked the pilgrims. He helped his son's funeral to finish. As for Sintia, Iya was unable to say anything more. Sintia is still in sadness. Sintia can only stroke the tombstone that says Malik's name. The clear water continued to flow unstoppably.


"Malik, why are you leaving so soon, son? Malik doesn't love mom? hyks hyx hyx.." Sluggishly. The priest also held both of his wives' shoulders. The priest tried to calm Sintia again.


"Ma. ikhlaskan Malik ya ma.. Praying departure.. Malik and our grandchildren are quiet in nature.." Imam. Sintia did not answer her husband's words. Sintia still looked at the tombstone that was stuck on the grave of her son.


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Before long, both Namira's parents came to the grave of her daughter-in-law. The priest welcomed their arrival. Hanifah was also sad to see her tombstone neatly stuck on top of the tomb of Malik and his granddaughter.


"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.." Abdullah said to them. Sintia stopped crying for a moment. He looked up and saw who was coming. Sintia's face suddenly turned red. I don't know what's on his mind. Sintia also rose from her seat while looking at them sharply. And Sintia said.


"What are you here for?" He said with a tone full of anger.


"Mother.we're here to take a pilgrimage to our daughter-in-law's grave.I'm sorry if we just came. because we had to keep Namira in the hospital.." Abdullah.


"I don't need you here!" Sintia Sudang.


"Ma. don't talk like that. istighfar.." Imam Seru.


"Mr.. What's wrong with you? We're here well.." Hanifa.


"You still ask Hanifa? My son died, it was because of your son Namira! Had Malik not gone with him, Malik might still be alive today!" Shouted Sintia.