NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#59/Treaties for Sulastri
To my beloved wife...
Praise be to Allah. The substance that has moved my heart to make important decisions. Decisions are made through long istikharah and hypocrisy, so that the Fatwa of the heart leads to the right path.
For the strong woman who has taught me important lessons in life. May God give you His protection until the day we meet Him.
For everything you have ever given, I thank you very much.
My wife, I wrote this letter shortly after I felt that my life was not going to be long. But believe me, my fear of death was gone when I had you. My heart was calmer and I don't know, I suddenly missed my death.
Sulastri, my wish to have a child from you is not fulfilled. But Fahmi, Farida, and Rayhan I can count on someday when they grow up.
Castella and Rianti still I doubt to continue the business that I have pioneered for many years. Seeing what and how their attitude has been, I doubt to give a great message in their hands.
Sulastri, if one day Mr. Sahril comes and delivers this letter, do what he tells you. The three companies I've started over the years spent half my age, I leave it to you. Of course, my desire to dissolve the black casino and replace it with a halal business again barokah is a noble desire. Desire that I have not been able to realize because of my health condition. And now that duty I leave it to you.
There is the right of the poor, orphans and needy people to a portion of the company's profits. Set aside for our charity. Charity that will continue to flow and will strengthen our good balance later on the side of the Creator.
Do good to Castella and Rianti. Fulfill all their needs. I left Porang company for him. Leave it to him if you think he deserves it.
Sulastri, there are times when we are gentle. And there comes a time when we must be firm and harsh, if what we see deviates from the truth. Be strong, and face all the challenges that you must face in leading the company. I'm leaving you Mr. Sahril, the one you must trust in every step you take. His personal piety keeps his heart clean, so what he decides is always beneficial to the company.
Sulastri, be a good leader. Make all your subordinates your family, so they don't just love their work. But they really feel a sense of belonging and everything they do for the betterment and good of the company. They will love you and never leave you.
Sulastri, rest assured, that I am now in the highest heaven. I'm waiting for you as my bidadar whom I miss coming. But I hope your time will be longer. The life you will use to donate and plant goodness. Will not the longing be more beautiful when the time of encounter is getting longer?
We must have met. That's why I'm no longer afraid to leave you. I have calmed down to leave you as the wife of shalah as the successor of what I have left behind.
Sulastri, my lover in the world and the hereafter. Don't forget me later in the middle of your busy life. At least as an antidote to longing in my waiting. I'm sure you're crying right now, but after you've finished reading this letter, remove your tears immediately and never cry again. Look at this cruel world with your stubbornness and wise manners.
Sulastri, I love you and will still love you until another life. I want God to keep making you my bidadar in this world and the Hereafter.
And I'm sorry for our early encounter that wasn't good. Everyone has wisdom. I'm grateful for that process because that's what further solidified our relationship.
Sulastri, I am not very good at poetry, but my poetry may not be so bad as to end this letter.
If there's anyone I've ever admired
then you are Mahajana,
which removes that admiration.
Your name will always be immortalized in the Shahifah for the sake of the shahifah the most beautiful memories of my life.
On the train, I was waiting for you.
Waiting for the most beautiful moment to take you around
between the walls of yaqut and the pearls of heaven.
listen to David chant his Psalms with a beautiful chant.
above the heavenly pans
because I just want you.
Your husband
Julian Wibowo's.
* * *
Sulastri closed his eyes. Her tears let her crack. Flowing unstoppably soaked his dull cheeks. He felt the rough rhino of Yulian Wibowo as if he was actually in front of him. Talk to him like the words he says in a letter. It really felt like I was stroking her hair. He feels so close. As close as he held the letter on his chest.
* * *
Sulastri opened his eyes slowly. The sound of his two children playing outside the house, disperse him from his long flight in the imaginary world with Yulian Wibowo. He looked around him. He sighed softly and smiled. The rest of the crying on his face and eyes. It was like finding the soul of Yulian Wibowo in his fragile soul. He looks so calm and ready to face whatever happens in front of him. He has gone through many painful trials and trials. It was time for him to rise up and recall his past ideals. He must grasp the world and master it for good.
Sulastri again sighed firmly. He folded the letter and put it in an envelope.
"Sahril sir," he called. Mr. Sahril who was gathering with all the residents of the house outside the house immediately got up and approached Sulastri. He stood looking at Sulastri who looked even stronger and excited.
"Mom's ready?"ask Mr. Sahril. Still in a standing position. Sulastri nodded steadily and let Mr. Sahril sit down.
"Please, Sir. What should I do," said Sulastri steadily.
Mr. Sahril looked at Sulastri and smiled. The look on his face was cheerful when he saw the smile rising from Sulastri's lips.
"Many, very many, Mom." Mr. Sahril started opening the map.
"But I'm sure you can. Mr. Yulian's instinct never misses. He never made the wrong choice for someone. Evidently, the three companies he built, were all successful. Mr. Yulian understands very well to put someone according to his ability," continued Mr. Sahril. He then thrust a map and bolpoi towards Sulastri.
Sulastri opened the map and read the writing inside. He sighed, picked up a pen and instantly smashed his signature.
"Ma," call Mr. Sahril. Mr. Trianti came in and sat down near Mr. Sahril.
"Show me the clothes to wear tomorrow" said Mr. Sahril. Bu Trianti nodded his head and smiled towards Sulastri. He then pulled out a jaz suit from inside the bag next to him. Sulastri frowned while smiling.
"This fast, sir," he asked. Mr. Sahril nodded.
"The company needs a mother. I signed a letter from Mr. Yulian Wibowo. Ready not ready, tomorrow we wait for the arrival of the mother in the office." said Mr. Sahril.
"One more, Mom. My mom is the owner of the company now. Miss Castella and Rianti don't even have the strength to get rid of mom. And we hope, mother can use it as best as possible. Tomorrow, I'll pick up mom" said Mr. Sahril.
Sulastri looked up. After that, he looked at Mr. Sahril lekat. He nodded his head.
"Good, Mom. Now I say goodbye first. I'll be reforming to friends regarding the meeting tomorrow." Mr. Sahril shook Sulastri's hand. Followed by Trianti.
"I'm sure you can" whispered Ms. Trianti as she kissed Sulastri's cheeks. Sulastri smiled.
"Thank you for the support, ma'am,"
Both went home. Sulastri drove him to the end of the alley.
