My Holiness Lost on New Year's Eve

CHAPTER 51

come say? What is more painful than loss??

so hurt. Bereft..

Has ruined the name of wishful thinking in the future for happiness

~AnindyaSaputri

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(pov Anindy)

"Laillah haillah.laillah haillah.laillah haillah.."

My tears kept flowing as if there was no limit to these tears. The sentence praising the Creator continues in the same word as we together to take Mother to her place of rest. Well, his breaks are long.

I didn't think that fast Mom left, Mom, it felt like we just laughed together but today you've been gone for a long time.

If I had known, this would have happened.I'm sure I wouldn't have left Mom for a second.

Slowly but pastu, I still try this leg to step even though it feels like there is no bone to support. But for the sake of intention, I can definitely drop off mother one last time.

"Already, Darling.ihklas. Your mother will not calm there" said Mama Nayla hugged me and led me to step. If there's no Mama Nayla, it's impossible that I can still stand here.

"Ma...Mom, I don't exist. Who else is Nindy's life partner" I answered to pour out a little of this pain. Although I also know for sure Mom was tormented to see me like this but in fact I was fragile not that strong.

Again and again, I fell for the umpteenth time.

"No. Nindy still has a life companion, Raka . Raka who will replace her role Your mother" replied Mama Nayla rubbed her shoulder covered with my hijab many times.

I stared at the back of the man Mama Nayla mentioned earlier. He was seen lifting up Mom's coffin with another man.

Ichklas. It's so hard for me to do. There is nothing more painful than losing.

Again my tears broke no matter who looked at me Iba even whispered in pity. Because my current position is a sad word even too good in comparison to this.

Now it is helped by other men Raka has been in the land that has been digih for the Long Mother's rest.

With their hearts they enter Mother and then hoard her with the ground.

"Mom.." call me to prevent them from hoarding the land, but Mama Nayla Dan Xena has managed to pull me up to nothing.

"Pity is Nindy..."

"Yes.fit, from the first time they always together the terms are mutually reinforcing when Mr. Affandi is gone"

Whisper whispered Mother another mother, but I don't care.

There was nothing I could do but to be silent and pray in my heart for Mother's safety when Mr. Ustadz had led Do'a.

Time is rolling fast. The funeral has finished the people who were crowded are now slowly disbanding. Just cutting some people.

"Patience to Nin, try to Ihklas. Nanik's mother is sure your mother will be happy in her nature if you don't cry like this" Buk Nanik rubbed my shoulders slowly.

The face that used to look haughty looking at us low has now turned into Iba. There was even sincerity there, was it when the end came that people changed their judgment about us?

"Thank you Mom!" Answer me softly...

"Not to be cried again... Nindy's a strong boy, now I have a husband. Surely your mother will not worry there" added her smile again strengthen.

"True Nak Nindy. It's not good to cry over the body like Nindy did right now. Does Nindy want her mom not to calm down there? No. kan. So don't cry anymore...Believe me, all who live must die all of it has been arranged by Allah SWT as well as possible. What to do Nak Nindy now prays for salvation and relieves the Sin of Mother Nindy and always sends Prayer Prayer to her". Continued Mr. Ustadz Musthofa managed to make me a little calm.

" Well Ustadz, I will do my best. As per the message ustadz" I replied immediately.

"Sabar Nin..you are strong" said mas Raka smiling bracing for me but could not be lied to that there was a wound stored in the gaze.

Surely mas Raka also felt lost. For in the past, that brought us closer thanks to Mother's advice and help.

Seriate....