My Love is Wrong

Farewell dream

I had a dream last night. Pram asked me to run, he took my hand. Somewhere Pram was tired and looked at me.

" Ar.I'm so tired of Ar... Sit here Ar.." Pram said while cleaning a big rock on the side of the road.

"Pram Makasi..." I sit too.

Pram stood in front of me and looked at me, then smiled. Smile too.

"Yeah kettle? " Tanyaku. Pram nodded and looked at me.

" Prim... Sit down if you're tired."

Pram...

"b... You sit here. I'm gonna go first..."

"Where are you? How come you're not taking me?" I asked while I was singing my mouth.

Pram smiled and stroked my hair.

" That's it. I go first. Yes.. I want you to sit here. Seeing you happy I've been so happy Ar." Pram kissed my hand. And suddenly Pram has left me. I'm looking for Pram. I cried because I didn't find Pram.

I'mawakened. "Oh my God, I was dreaming." I wept.

Bad feeling enveloped me.

I remember yesterday I called with Mr. Pipin and continued VC. I saw for myself what Pram's condition is.

I realized that I had to get up to prepare breakfast. The kids are going to school.

I went straight to the kitchen and cooked a simple and cepqt serving. When I finished cooking, I called my children. My husband finished feeding the fish in the pond.

" lady... Mama's going to the store today?" Ask husband.

" Yes Pa, there's an order that Mama has to complete."

"Yeah, but later if you get dizzy you should just rest in the back.'

"Yes Pa."

Arini dna Azka was well dressed.

We had breakfast together.

After breakfast I immediately entered the stock of children who will be taken to school. After everything was done, my children left for school with their Papa.

I got ready to go to the store myself.

I don't think time has shown at 1pm. I rested in my room.

I called Pipin immediately. But 3 times the call still mbak Pipin did not receive it.

My feelings are bad. Honestly since the last call with Pram and mbak Pipin I've been feeling terrible. Worried about Pram's situation.

I sat limp. My mind is confused and wandering on its own. Plus my dreams.

I then called Siti, asking for help to make me a warm sweet tea. And when Siti came back into the room with a glass of warm tea, suddenly my phone rang and I saw a call from a number I didn't know I received.

Usually I never receive a phone call from a number that I do not know but because I think with Pram I also accept it.

" Aunty, it's Rahma." It turns out that Rahma was Pram's son.

" Oh, Rahma, what's wrong, son?" My toot.

" Father Aunt... Papa's...Hu hu hu." I heard Rahma crying.

My tears are dripping right away. I seem to know what Rahma will say.

" Yes dear... No cry. What's wrong with your dad, son."

Rahma sounded crying. I was sad to hear her crying.

" Papa's gone ninggalin adek Aunty. Papa's gone Aunt. Hu hu hu.."

I can no longer hold back my tears.

"real Deck? When did Papa go Deck?"

"So before dzuhur aunt. Papa ... Papa's...I told you to call auntie."

" Oh my God... "

I calmed myself down. Pram really left me. That is the meaning of my dream. Pram said goodbye to me.

"Rahma.dengar Aunty yaa darling... Rahma is a strong child, don't make your father there sad. Your father must be sad if you squirm like this. Wake up and embrace your sister and sister, yes... And Rahma must be strong, take care of your mother... Your mother really needs strong people right now. Already, wipe your tears, son." I said.

Slowly Rahma's cries subsided.

" Yeah Aunt. Adek strong, hu hu.that's also what Papa slalu said to adek. Papa good aunt, adek dear ma Papa.." Rahma crying.

"Yeah baby... Now accompany your mother first... Please send your aunt's greetings to your mother yaa, aunty grieves deeply." I said while crying.

I tried to hold back my tears but I couldn't because I felt really lost.