Not as Beautiful as Angan

Tomb pilgrimage

One month Cempaka locked himself back in his room. Since the meeting with the Ocean that time.

Cempaka who began to look cheerful, now moping again.

His parents were confused again. Especially if you feel guilty, for what is suffered by Cempaka.

"Try to take the pilgrimage to ci anjur bu, there is the tomb of Kramat on the mountain. It was the tomb of a religious leader.

That is the person who first introduced Islam in the region ci anjur. There are many people, who go there. We pray there" Besan bu Sekar suggested.

"Pity Cempaka, masaaaa a beautiful child as he is difficult to match. Mending if judes or arrogant, he will be friendly, come on mom, I will deliver." Said his besan bu Sekar.

"Okay besan, I will talk first with the father of the children. If his father agrees, I will tell him. I say thank you very much besan." Ms. Sekar was very happy to receive that information.

"Then, I say yes besan, Assalamualaikuum" his mother Sakti said goodbye.

"Waalaikum... Be careful in the way ya ma'am" replied bu Sekar.

After Mr. Jati came home from work, Bu Sekar immediately told what he heard from the iron.

"We try to yu sir!.., while taking Cempaka for a walk, let him not hang himself in the room. All her suffering at least we share sir" Bu Sekar pleaded with her husband to bring Cempaka on a pilgrimage to the place

"Yes we try, you don't have the heart to see our son like that"

"How about Thursday tomorrow?.., it happens that Friday is a red date. Don't waste this opportunity" said Mr. Jati.

"Yes sir!.., I agree!.., we should be ready from now on. We tell our children first now" Ms. Sekar immediately approached the door of her room Cempaka.

"Son!.., open the door for a minute, there's good news, I need to talk son. Just a moment you come out Cempaka." pinta bu Sekar while standing in front of the door of Cempaka's room.

"Yes mom, just go in. The door I didn't lock" Cempaka got up from his bed, then sat on the edge of the bed.

"Darling, the more thin you get, son!.., I ask that you can forget your senses a little by little son. Mom had some good news for you, we have to go there to make a pilgrimage, pray fervently there. Hopefully this way you can forget your suffering, son. We go for a walk." Said Bu Sekar while stroking his hair Cempaka.

"You want to?... Tomorrow morning we leave. Now you get ready first, don't forget to bring towels and toiletries, change clothes too. We stay there." continued Ms. Sekar.

"Yes mom, I'm ready now"

Cempaka never refused his mother's request. Especially this for his good.

Cempaka immediately took a large bag, he then took some clothes and towels, then put them in a rather large bag.

"Already ma'am, just go in the bath soap, toothpaste and toothbrush mom. Mom's coming tomorrow, right?

Let's just get one in a change of clothes"

"Mothers don't come, mother at home. You went with your father and your sister. If you come, there's nobody at home. Later in anterin with his mother, Sakti, he knows the place"

"Oohs... I'm not coming?.., then, I'm careful at home mom, I hope the Lightning's not bad."

Cempaka. He tried to cheer up in front of his mother.

"Mother to the kitchen first yes, want to cook for supplies tomorrow.Let's tomorrow morning stay undisturbed."

Bu Sekar passed by leaving Cempaka's room. He went to the kitchen to cook.

"Mom...., what do you want to cook?... I'm helping you."

"You want to help mom?... Oh, my God, thank God, come on, son! I'm glad to hear it."

Ms. Sekar turned her body back, she grabbed Cempaka's hand, leading her to the kitchen.

*

After the dawn prayer, Jati and her three daughters left for the train station closest to where they lived. Heading to the state ci anjur, there his mother Sakti will wait for him.

"Ashiik.., we take the train.

it's a long time." Seruni chattering

looking at the view from the train window.

"I also just got on the old train this time." said Carnations.

Cempaka just silent, he still can not remove all the suffering that comes with a lot of it.

It seemed, only he himself suffered the most on top of this world.

Such a beautiful sight,

unable to expel the pain and pain of the wound that scratched the bottom of his heart.

Mr. Jati and his three children then rushed down.

"Where's sak Sakti's mom, sir?"

Cempaka just voiced, because he had been silent since.

"Say will wait here.

But, which side is it?" pak Jati circled the entire stats page with his eyes.

"Maybe he's not here yet, from his house will have to take a transport first. Kira just wait here, maybe he's still on the road" Mr. Jati sat in a chair lined up there.

We waited for about five minutes, from the station gate

his mother walked through the gate. He also saw a wry look around the station.

"Sister!.., that's Sakti's mother." Utter

Seruni half shouted. When her eyes caught the figure of her in-laws Flower.

"I'm calling you sir?" Seruni asked permission first to Jati sir.

Without waiting for a response, he immediately rushed to pick up his mother Sakti, who was still standing near the gate, with a girl as beautiful as Lightning.

"Mom!.., mum!" Seruni shouted to him.

" Neng Seruni."

"Mother, it's father and sister waiting there, come on mom!" Seruni holds the hand of her mother Sakti, while the other hand holds the shadow of her sister Sakti. They walked to where Jati and her two children were waiting.

"Assalamualaikum.., sir, have you been waiting?" said Sakti's mother.

"Waalaikumsalam..., uh buu!.., has come apparently? Not bad" Sahut pak Jati.

"We're leaving now, maybe it's not hot. If it's hard day find the vehicle."

"Ooh so, huh? All right, we're leaving now. C'mon boy! we're leaving now." Jati sir brought his children.

"We're there, sir, that's where the car's driven down there. It just so happens that some are almost full, so it won't be long." Said his mother Sakti

while rushing to the terminal, which is not far from the railway station.

"If it's not full, it won't go" he said again.

One by one, they board a vehicle that will take them to their destination.

"Full pears, off!" The man screamed and said his car was full of passengers.

"Well!" The driver shouted.

The vehicle is moving slowly

head to the top of the mountain, where the tomb to be on pilgrimage is located.

The road uphill, making the speed of the vehicle can not speed.

The vehicle is moving slowly

to the destination.

From a distance it appeared on top of the hill, a white building like a magnificent building.

He said, that's the place to go. That is a tomb of the first people who spread Islam in the area of Cianjur.

" Later there before going up to the cemetery, we must take a bath, clean the body first in the shower that is near the stairs that will lead to the tomb" said his mother Sakti.

"Destruction?.., covered with no ma'am?" Cempaka asked, she was afraid that the place would open.

"Close Neng, there is a fairly long tub, there are several showers, so one place it can be for three or four people to bathe there. The bath was just a cloth, a wet cloth." continued his mother Sakti.

"Finished bathing, we must ablution first, after that we can only climb the stairs barefoot. Sendal and his shoes are put in the bag of crackles, bring it up so it does not disappear." he continued again.

Yes good mom, thank you for taking us there, telling us what we have to do" said Jati.

"Together sir, we should help each other, help each other. Especially not with anyone else. With other people also we must help each other." said his mother Sakti.

They did not speak anymore, each staring at the beautiful scenery they passed along the journey.