
Just a few meters out of the yard of the house, Nara suddenly remembered something "Pras, if possible later stop in front of the monument, yes"
Prasetya immediately looked at Nara "You sure you want to go there? I'm afraid you're sad"
Trying well is fine to cover up the sadness of "I'm fine. I am so happy with this destiny. Everything has been God's for me. I just want to see Aska's grave for a minute. Although I can't face to face, at least I can see my son's last place" Tears slowly trickled down. Sigap Prasetya immediately wiped his tears "Don't cry, Aska is calm on Allah's side. If you continue to grieve the spirit of Aska will not calm there in nature. Rather than you weep for him, better pray for him"
Nara immediately threw away her face. Nara must have been devastated by the departure of the son. Although it has been years, but the wound is still left in the chest. The story of a mother must witness the end of the child's life, plus her death was caused by the tragedy of an accident. Each time she recalls the tragic story that killed her baby, Nara recalls her greatest hatred for Bagus.
Seeing Nara speechless made Prasetya confused. He knows how painful it is to lose the most important person in life. Nara's sadness cannot be described by words. It was like falling down a ladder. If he could buy happiness in Nara's life, no matter how much he bought it. While continuing to drive, Prasetya muttered (If you know how much I want to make you happy, the little smile on your lips is the color for me. I know there's no hope for me to enter your life, at least I want to see that happiness before you completely forget me)
"Just from now on you can't be sad. Now you have a double role as a mother, son, and father. If you are weak who will strengthen Andra and Mama? they are just as sad. It could be that Andra is much sadder than you, she not only lost her sister but also felt lost to you. From now on remove the sadness replace it with a new life"
"I'm not sad. It's just that every time I remember Aska, this heart feels very sick. Was I wrong to miss my son." said Nara, bowing her head. Her fingers play on the tip of the hijab that is being worn.
"The longing of different nature can be treated with prayer. It is free for you to grieve like this, for you will return nothing. I have a little advice anyway, that's also if you're pleased"
Instantly Nara looked at Prasetya with a sad face "What?"
"How about praying with orphans? god willing, their prayers may come to Aska. Right now what Aska needs is not money, not tears, nor affection. Except prayers from us" Prasetya explained.
"Yes, I agree. God willing, I will pray together in the mosque with orphans. Thanks for the advice" A little smile cools Prasetya's heart.
"Yes the same. That dong smile. It was just Nara" Reflek Prasetya rubbed the tip of Nara's head. The two's eyes met for a moment. "Ah...sorry I did not accidentally" hurriedly Prasetya turned away.
"Aska.sorry father yes, son. If you can, you want to replace your position. All because of your sins, you're the victim, son. Maybe an apology won't bring everything back. I am so sorry, dear. You're really sorry" Nice squawked full of tears next to the son's grave.
From a distance Nara enters the cemetery. He was buying flowers around the tomb "Mother here again? didn't you come here a few days ago?" Ask a florist.
"Yes, bude. Deliberately stop by all of you want to go to work" said Nara softly.
"Mother is exactly the same rich father earlier, he can three times a week to the tomb here. He said his son was buried here as well" While giving a packet of flowers to Nara.
"Father father?"
"Yes, buk. Maybe it just happened to be a buk."
Good looks at "Nara?" With great difficulty, Good stood up. Just a few months ago he did a prosthetic foot installation. So he had a bit of difficulty when he was about to stand up again after squatting.
"Well, are you here?" Suddenly the look on Nara's face showed the wrath of "I warned you not to touch my son's grave. Your dirty hands don't deserve to touch my son's grave" Nara's eyes are perfectly rounded.
Nice to grab Nara's hand but on the edge of her "Don't touch me, or you know the consequences"
"Nara, I just want to apologize to you. I swear to Allah, everything is out of my control. All pure accidents"
Hearing every sentence coming out of Nice's mouth, made Nara's ears heat up. Blood seemed to boil, the heart beat irregularly, and the atmosphere suddenly heated up.
Plaque....
One loud slap landed on Nice cheek "Nigger once you speak. You killed my son, and you're still defending yourself? your demoness" When dealing directly with Bagus, it certainly makes Nara lose control. Very rudely he pushed Bagus to the point of falling "You should be the one who died. People like you are no use in the world anymore. Maybe even hell just won't accommodate this kind of person of yours."
Just this time Nice received a vile treatment from a woman. Although his self-esteem hurt, but he could not defend himself. It's all his fault.
Grabbing Nara's leg while begging for forgiveness "I know all my fault, I realize. But I'm just a normal human being. Please apologize to me. I have received a lot of karma from my own actions. Even if I could've replaced Aska's position long ago" Good to cry while imagining the amount of pain he gave.
Taking off Good hands "Free you die even once will not return Aska to me. But I really want to see you fall as a fall, let you know how karma does its job" said Nara.
"Nara, please don't talk like that. I want to fix everything. Or we can reunite and open a new leaf" looked up at Nara's face. Good not to realize his words will actually make Nara hate him even more.
"Stand with you" said Nara.
It's good to get up soon "So you want to accept me again?" Nice face to be happy.
"Aska.now mother swear in front of your grave, son. From now on until whenever the mother will no longer repeat the same mistake" Nara's view turned to Good. Fist tightened "And for you wicked men" One step forward "Never dream of being back with me again. Rubbish like you doesn't lie near us. You better get away from our lives, that's so much better."
Nara's words were like lightning striking (It turns out that pain also heard Nara's words. Why did he turn this bad?)
A weak woman can turn into a grumpy lion if she gets hurt a lot.