My madam, my poison

Goodbye

The curious Fina began to approach the body bag. His expression was no less shocked when he looked at the face inside the body bag.

"Bu-Bu-Bu Kinan-Kinanti?!" Fina smothered her mouth.

Yes, the body in the body bag is my former mother-in-law, Miss Kinanti. After leaving my house last night, he who now has no place to live may choose the mosque behind the shophouse as his resting place. I didn't think our last meeting at my house would be our last. My ex-mother-in-law left after apologizing to me and the rest of the house. It is beautiful how he faces his Rabb when he is performing dawn prayer. It was seen from the face that was still attached to his body.

"Sorry, do you recognize this body?" ask one of the police.

"I-i-iya, sir. She is my former mother-in-law."

"According to the residents, this corpse was found dead in a state of prostration."

"Are you willing to take care of this body?" ask police.

"certain, Sir. I'll take care of his body until his funeral."

"Ehm .. does the deceased still have a family? Maybe you can help me contact her family."

Fina and I exchanged looks.

"There's still his son-in-law, sir."

"Can I ask you to tell me this news?"

"Sorry, Sir. I don't have his cell phone number. But I know his home address."

"May I know where his home address is?" The uniformed man thrust a small notebook with a pen at me. I wrote Maureen's home address on one of her pages. I hope Maureen is still there, I thought.

"Thank you, Mom. I will assign one of the officers to come to the address of the house. I hope now Mom comes with us to the hospital and takes care of the funeral" the officer said. I nodded in understanding.

At noon I just finished taking care of the body of Miss Kinanti. I asked the hospital staff to bring the body to my house. My goal is none other than for the deceased to be buried properly and of course so that he gets a do'a delivery from the neighbors who live in my residential neighborhood.

"Why did an ambulance come to this house, son?" ask mother.

"This ambulance car carries the body of Kinanti's mother" explained Fina.

"You don't joke, Fin."

"Fina's not kidding, Mom. This car does carry the body of Bu Kinanti."

"Huh? Whatchu mean? Didn't we meet and talk to him last night? Looks like he's fine."

"Death can pick us up at any time even in people who look healthy. Bu Kinanti was found dead prostrating in a mosque not far from my shop."

"Innalilahi wa inna ilaihi raji. Ja-ja-di, Kinanti already, …"

"Yes, Mom. Bu Kinanti had already faced her Rabb in such a beautiful way."

Not long after the officer brought a chest containing the body of the mother Kinanti into my house.

"Maybe it's too late, but I hope you hear my apology. Goodbye, may you get a decent place on His side," said the mother when she was right in front of the body of Bu Kinanti. I could catch the deep sadness in the look in his eyes.

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