On Bed Om Rudy

Death grief

Myla nearly crashes when Wilma's doctor declares the day and hour of her mother's death, and her mother's best friend's doctor pulls a blanket of Aunt Katrin to cover her lifeless beautiful face again. As if it was like a nightmare Myla slapped her own cheek in order to wake up, unfortunately this is not a dream, her mother is gone for good. Om Rudy walked slowly closer to his wife's body, disibak blanket covering Aunt Katrin, observed a beautiful face as if asleep.

“Kat, you really don't want to go far like this, honey? Why don't you wait for me and your kids? Why are you leaving quietly, Kat?” om Rudy's voice sounded claustrophobic. Doctor Wilma opened her glasses and wiped away the tears she could not contain, Aunt Katrin was not only her patient but her best friend to share her joys and sorrows, her loss so quickly was not something she could have expected.

“Rud, break your heart, please let go,” said doctor Wilma while rubbing Om Rudy's shoulder many times.

“Wilma, even she did not say a word, she did not farewell, she left just like that,” Om Rudy replied with a trembling voice holding tightness in her chest.

“Patience, Rudy, patience, strengthen your heart, you must be strong for Myla,” whispered Doctor Wilma. The attention of the woman also turned to her best friend's daughter who was still sculpting in the corner of the room.

“Myla, darling, please let your mama go, yes. You got to me, honey, you still got your papa.” Doctor Wilma hugged the girl and rubbed her back. It was as if it came to a realization that Myla's cry broke in the doctor's arms. He rubbed Myla's back repeatedly gently and whispered words of encouragement and comfort to her. He also remembered to contact someone, Satria, the young man should also know if Aunt Katrin was no longer with them. Aunt Katrin was defeated by her illness but left so peacefully.

Satria almost dropped her phone when she heard the news from Wilma's doctor, family doctor Aunt Katrin. He sat down at the end of the bed still staring at the cellphone he was holding with trembling hands. Liany who had just entered the room looked at her husband in astonishment. Just this time he saw Satria's strange expression and quivering fingers.

“Sat, what's up?” liany asked as she touched her husband's shoulder, the phone she barely held anymore was taken Liany and placed on their bed. His wife was waiting for Satria to speak while sitting next to him.

“Who did you receive from until you were shocked like this?” ask Liany again gently.

Satria just turned her head with teary eyes, it made Liany startled plus Satria who suddenly hugged her tightly.

“Sat, what's up? Tell me, what's up Satria?” urge Liany while returning her husband's embrace.

“He's gone, Lia ... he doesn't even say goodbye to anyone, he just leaves..”.

“Whom do you mean?”

“Mama has just gone Lia, mama is gone, mama is gone when she is alone in the hospital, mama is dead, Liany,” Satria whispered, there was a deep wound felt from the man's voice.

Liany gave a small shriek in surprise, instantly her tears spread. The kind, friendly and loving woman was ultimately powerless against her illness.

“I haven't had time to atone for my faults and sins on him, Lia. Why did he leave so soon? Does he also want to punish me?”

“No Satria .. no, mama is not punishing, mama just lost the fight, mama just finished the story first. Mama will never really go in us, satria,” entertain Liany by suppressing the sad feelings that also hit her.

Satria grew sobbing, there was no more rest of his anger, there was no more rest of his grudge, regretting as soon as it enveloped him and a thousand words if it filled the man's head.

“Come on, we have to prepare for mama's funeral, you have to be strong Sat, there is Myla there and Om Rudy who is also losing, they are your family too. You should be able to support each other and take care of each other. Refresh your heart, my dear,” whispered Liany who seemed to be strengthening herself. Satria let go of her embrace, her heart still feeling torn to shreds with the swift departure of Aunt Katrin. Liany cupped her hands together on her husband's cheeks, their foreheads sticking together. Satria did the same thing, putting both palms on Liany's cheeks as if sharing the strength in the grief that approached the new hick of their household.

“I will always be with you in joy and sorrow, we will face the sorrow of this loss together, Sat,” said Liany slowly to Satria.

“Thank you, dear, thank you for being there when I almost fell,” Satria reply that started to calm down a little. Liany kissed Satria's forehead deeply and soulfully.

“Come we prepare there, let Rangga with Lilis alone at home,” invite Liany after feeling her husband is calm. Satria nodded then took a deep breath.

The girl was still sobbing while hugging her mother's grave, Demian crouched down while rubbing Myla's shoulders. The black clothes that wrapped his body made a grim atmosphere sticky enveloping the girl.

“We go home, Myla, pity your papa, only you are left for the encouragement of his life, come on we go home, I don't want you to fall ill,” Demian persuaded.

“You just go home there, I still want to be here with my mama!” hardik Mylas. Her crying broke again, the departure of her mother like that made her fall into deep sadness.

“Alright, I will accompany you here,” Demian said then took a sitting position next to Myla.

“Go just you! Have you ever felt sad about being left like this?” sergeant Myla again saw Demian sitting next to him.

“Iya, I've been. I was once in your position, even I wanted to hug three headstones together because my mother, elder sister and most dear niece together left me in a tragic accident. I know what it feels like to be left like that, Myla.” Demian stared at the girl, Aunty Katrin's death inevitably made the memories in Demian's head spin like a movie.

“Sangkang sad and devastated I don't know who wants to hug whose headstone because all three mean so much to me, my mother, Diana my brother and little Brian who was only five years old at that time. I was like crazy when I heard they were in an accident and not safe, but in the morning I was still having breakfast with them, Brian was still playing with me and asked me to take as many pictures as possible.”

Myla raised her head to hear Demian's story, she could not imagine losing three loved ones simultaneously and all of a sudden. At least in his case, his mother won was ill and the possibility of surviving or dying was indeed fifty-fifty. The girl wiped her tears that were on her cheeks, her eyes swollen and reddened from crying for hours. Demian glanced at the girl who was starting to calm down next to him.

“You can visit here as often as possible, Myla, I will accompany you, but now you also need a rest your soul and body.” Demian took Myla's hand, cleaned it from the remains of the soil.

“We go home huh?” take Demian gently again. Myla finally agreed and obeyed Demian's words. However, Myla's already drained emotions and energy left the girl limp and almost falling over. Sort of Demian grasping Myla's limp body, the girl lost her strength as well as half her consciousness. Demian steadily carried Myla out of the burial area, unexpectedly finding Chico waiting for Demian to come out of it. Chico opens the door of his car immediately when he sees Myla in Demian's arms like an undead.

“Fainting him?” chico asked in a concerned tone, he had just found out that the girl who used to go back and forth to visit Sparkling's office was the younger brother of his boss. Demian just nodded and put Myla carefully in the car.

“Pak boss is on the road?” Demian asked back and circulated a glance at the already deserted cemetery road.

“Iya already, together with his wife, stepfather Pak boss seems really shocked left by his mother boss, pity them both,” Chico said while turning on the car.

“Where are we going?” chico drove his car away from the funeral.

“Yaa to Myla anterin's house she's coming home, where are people's girls going?”

“Yaa times .. You want to take him first to the hospital or where to cake,”

“Nggak ... enggak .. buruan bring him back to his house, adek sir boss this, can be serious if his brother bersamuk. Poor indeed this family, just a sir boss can make peace with his mother even his mother does not live long, hmmmhhhh.

“Pity sih pity ... You yourself how are you? Have you made peace with your own past? Last time you visited your mother's grave was when?”

Demian is silent, Aunt Katrin's funeral uncovers memories of her past, the same grief of loss that Myla and her family felt. However, the grief was much more painful because he felt that it was the cause of the three people he loved so much died.

“Udah aah you do not discuss it first, we love the best consolation for the family sir bos.” Demian tries to silence Chico not to re-kidnap his past. In her lap Myla was still unconscious, behind her head the girl with affection. He promised to always accompany the girl until Myla's soul is not fragile anymore. Perhaps that way Demian can also heal himself from the wounds of the past that still looms over him and try the words of his best friend Chico to make peace with the past.