ONE HEART TO DEATH

One Heart to Death

Annisa Pov

The voice of disbelief from the direction of the mosque. It is so soothing to the hearing of every person who listens. The mood of the holiday began to feel. The sound of firecrackers began to sound here and there. The noise of children playing with sparks was also heard in the yard and the front of the house. I'm helping you put the cake in a jar for tomorrow's feast. Actually mother did not tell me to do, but I took the initiative myself so as not to get bored and also did not always think about Mas Zaid. The one I love. Yeah, I can't deny that I still love her so much and miss her too. Will he come to celebrate the feast with me?Or is it celebrating with Maya? Ah, I don't know.

"Dad, the sugar's up.. Can I buy it to the shop for a minute? "the voice of my mother cooking stopped my daydream.

"Ah. mother this is a habit. Not all that time to buy flour, "I heard you grumbling, but still go also buy sugar for mother. I smiled at their affection. Ah, I miss Zaid even more.

Suddenly I remembered my phone that I had deactivated for three days. I picked up and charged my phone while reactivating it. Once I activate there are hundreds of phone call notifications, whatsapp calls are also a huge number of whatsapp messages. Of course the whole call and message from my dear husband.

I started to open whatsapp messages one by one until the video my husband sent.

I wanted to play the video but hesitated, but on the one hand was also curious. I finally got the courage to see the video. I wept. Crying because I don't trust my husband. Though it is true said the mother of my husband's kindness need not be doubted. If he walked together, he never looked at a woman other than me. I made it complicated myself without proving everything. Everything that has been engineered. But my heart was so relieved, it turned out that my husband really loved me and was loyal to me. I wanted to apologize to him.

I decided to call him. Once twice not lifted. I was finally desperate. Maybe he won't come, I thought. Maybe he's disappointed to have a wife who doesn't believe him.

My body was limp, a long headache that did not recur now comes again with a feeling of dozens of times the pain. I stopped my work on cake. I'm laying on the carpet on the front floor of the TV.

"Darling, don't sleep here ! The wind will come in, baby.!" forbid my mother to see me start closing my eyes.

"Why are you so pale, baby? You are not papa? "asked mother worried. Mother held my forehead a little hot.

"Ah.kamu fever son, "said mother again.

"Annisa isn't papa bun.. Annisa just a little sleepy bun, just a moment Annisa will lie down later also healed, sorry yes bun.

"Yes no dear papa, let the mother continue. Yes you have taken the blanket and fever medicine, you wait yes do not sleep first "mother passed to my room took the blanket.I just responded with a nod.

"Darling, why sleep here? " ask the handsome-faced man whom I miss so much. I blinked slowly, afraid this was just a dream.

"Ah. mas Zaid, I thought mas would not come, "my words rose and hugged him tightly.

He looks more handsome than usual. She was endlessly smiling for me while stroking my head and my back.

"Mas, I'm sorry Annisa. Annisa's already suudzon and don't believe in mas, "my word took her hand and repeatedly I kissed her dear.

"No papa dear, the important thing is everything is clear now, "he still smiled sweetly. He kisses my cheesy forehead. I can feel her cold lips touching my forehead.

"I miss you, don't I? "many of me sullenly.

"I too, dear, "he said softly.

"Mas, I didn't ask for a divorce, we're together again, huh? don't leave me, "I said full of supplications. But he was silent.

"Mom.. Ms. Lukman." I've heard a lot of people calling you.

I got up and looked for the man who came to me but there was no one here. I ran forward wanting to know what was going on.

"What is this, sir? "asked mother worried.

"Pak Lukman fell from the motorbike bu, because it was almost dragged by the car. The motor went into the gutter, "said one of the residents answering mother's question.

Two men saw a father who was full of blisters on his right cheek and both elbows. Dad cried.

"God is the father. "the mother approaches the weeping father.

"Where's daddy sick? It hurts so much that I cry? "wanted, you're worried because as I remember all my life you never cried.

"Huhuhuhu huhuuu. "tangis father even become-so.

"Why is this sir? "ask mommy at the people who helped dad.

"Don't know ma'am.. From earlier Mr. Lukman cried like that ma'am, maybe because the driver of his car died instantly at the scene ma'am, you may feel guilty, "other residents replied.

"Sir.. why? not the wrong father, right? " ask the mother increasingly worried that her husband would not stop crying. Dad shook his head.

" Assalamualaikum .."some residents carrying the body of someone who knows who.

Let's not let father be prosecuted for causing the man to die so that father would not stop crying.

Mother was surprised because there was a corpse that was brought home. We were confused as to why we were not taken to the hospital.

I ran over to the body that the people were carrying. And when I saw that guy's face I was screaming hysterically.

"Mas... Mas. "yelling I'm losing my mind.

"Mas, it's not funny to know, "I was shaking his lifeless body earlier.

"It's all a lie, didn't you just come and talk to me? This doesn't make any sense..You're a liar and "I'm still screaming and crying so the neighbors come.

"Istigfar. Everything has become a provision of God, son, "mother hugged me trying to wake me up.

The residents gathered more and more and they whispered - whispering either said I had not heard anymore because my eyes darkened.

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"aaa.... Zaid. "mama Rahma hugged and shook her son's cold body.

"Don't leave mommy.. Mama is sorry. Mama will treat your wife well, son, don't do this..Say that this is a lie, son. "mama Zaid is still crying hugging his son who is being read holy verses by the people.

Annisa's not crying. He fell silent in his mother's arms who relentlessly told him to be strict and strong. Annisa's view was empty, there was no more spirit of life.

Papa Zaid himself asked for an explanation on his besi about what happened . Father told me with tears. And the father who heard also cried. But now there is no more hatred between the two families. They have given all to the Almighty.

"The strong, son. istigfar.. All will return to him son, "the mother's advice is unceasingly heard in Annisa's ear. Both of her hands tightly clasped Annisa's hands.

Annisa closed her tired eyes crying. She smiled sweetly still leaning on your shoulder. But suddenly Annisa's body staggered forward and collapsed. Your hand is also released.

"Honey, wake up son. realize son. istigfar, "mother patted her daughter's cheek slowly trying to puff her fainted daughter back.

But many times the mother woke up not also wake up. Eucalyptus oil has also been rubbed so that the child wakes up. But the mother was shocked when she brought her fingers closer to Annisa's nose. No more breath there. The father who saw the look on the face of the mother who pias approached and checked the pulse in the hands of his son.

"Innalillahiwainnailaihiroji'uun" said the father in tears.

"aa.. Honey, don't leave mommy son, "now replace the hysterical mother.

Their families are crying. Crying losing two people in one day. And even more sadly coincides with the feast day they have to lose their son and daughter-in-law.

Annisa and Zaid are buried next to each other in the village of Annisa's father. Two families apologise and forgive each other. But the most regretful was Rahma, who had separated them. Now God planned for them to live and die together. Rahma realizes that Zaid cannot live without Annisa. And neither can Annisa live without her husband.

THE END

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Hua... Finally finished this novel. I write with tears and a sick heart. Mournfully.. Hopefully no one is disappointed with the ending because from the beginning I planned to make it so that the title was "ONE HEART UNTIL DEATH"

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