Rafa and Ara

Episode 145's

While waiting for Raka to finish praying, Rafa contacted Rizal. He wanted to ascertain what illness his sister suffered after seeing the pale face of Raka earlier. Because Rizal had told her that her sister was sick and had come to the hospital several times. And he thought Raka was cured and healthy.

All this time she knew Raka had not suffered from any illness since childhood, she was living a healthy and normal life. Raka also never complained of being sick to her or looking like a sick person. But when he saw Raka's face pale, there was anxiety in his heart, because only this time he saw Raka like that.

After three calls, the phone finally connected. There was a hoarse voice from across the street, the typical voice of people who just woke up.

"Why did you call me this early? you just disturb people's sleep." said Rizal annoyed.

"Where are you now?"

"What's? You called me this early and interrupted my deep sleep just wanting to ask me where I was? damn you." rizal's getting pissed.

"I want to meet you. There's something important I want to talk about, come to the main house right now."

"Oh boss, not now, I just came home from the hospital because I just had surgery. I'm tired and sleepy. Noon I go there .." pinta Rizal weld. Because he knows Rafa is a man who can't be denied when he says something important.

"There is no reason, hurry home, this is more important than your drowsiness" said Rafa firmly full of pressure, then turn off the phone.

Rizal snorted in annoyance, yelling curses and ruffling his coarse hair.

Vishnu came in a hurry.

"Sir....!" call him. He just came from the mosque.

"What's up ?" Rafa looked at him with a frown. Ara and Nesa were also looking at him.

"It looks like there's a storm inside the mosque."

Vishnu pointed towards the mosque. Rafa immediately came down and turned his gaze into the mosque.

Looks like people are running around in there like people are panicking.

"You wait here, lock the car door" Rafa told Nesa and Ara.

"Innalilahi wainnailaihi rojiun." suddenly a voice came from inside the mosque.

They were shocked and looked at each other hearing that sentence, then

simultaneously they followed him.

Ara's chest felt in a loud stomp. She felt bad, she immediately remembered her husband.

"Sir Raka." his sizzle d

not quiet. Quickly he opened the car door and went down running towards the mosque.

Rafa chased after him and caught his one-handed sala. "Take it easy."

"I'm worried about my husband brother" said Ara unsettledly.

"What are you thinking? Don't think badly of Raka. He's fine, you heard earlier that he was leading the prayer." said Rafa calming, although his heart was also not calm and anxious to remember the pale face of his sister.

"No brother, I don't think that way, I'm just worried about the situation. I have not felt good since ! I want to go over there and see him.I'm sure he's because he's not well." Ara was getting panicked and unsettled. He could guess what his sister-in-law meant.

"Alright, let's be the same,"

They immediately ran into the mosque, followed by Vishnu who still had time to code the car that was not far from their car. Nesa also immediately went down and ran to the mosque because her heart was also not calm.

When they entered, there were sad and sad words from the pilgrims who had performed the dawn prayer. They crowded in the front male prayer room, precisely near the pulpit.

"Excuse me sir, what's the storm ?" Rafa asked someone who was about to walk out.

"Some of the dead sir, I'd like to call an ambulance" the man said with a sad face.

Ara was wide-eyed, and so was Rafa. Ara's chest rumbled even more anxiously, moreover she did not see the figure of her husband among the crowd of worshippers. His feelings are getting more and more unsettled. He immediately headed towards where people were crowding, who seemed to be swarming over something.

"Excuse me, excuse me sir" he said slowly barging into the crowd.

"Sorrys... " Rafa also entered in that crowd.

Their eyes widened when they saw the body of Raka who was lying on her back with her head in the lap of an old worshiper who was crying sobbed. Raka's face seemed to be smiling happily with her eyes slightly open as if staring at the two of them. But the body was still not moving.

"Why my husband?" asked Ara with trembling lips. She immediately touched the hand of her husband who was strung across the chest while holding a prayer beads. Groping her husband's face and other limbs, some warm and some cold.

The crowd looked at her when she mentioned her husband.

"Are you his wife ?" ask between them .

"Right, and I'm her brother." replied Rafa along sitting next to her sister's body.

"Sorry, my brother has passed away." one of them continued in a low and low voice.

Rafa jerks. "What ?" with round eyes. He checked his sister's body

"How did my brother die?" he said with a sharp look.

"Raka..." swaying Raka's body, the look on her face instantly changed.

Ara was stunned in disbelief, her tears falling down flowing.

Ara screamed increasingly anxious and scared

"Belgium ....."

"Sister, it's me sister, wake up, open your eyes "she patted her husband's face .

"Sister, why are you quiet ? this is your wife . don't just shut up, let's get up.." screamed Ara hysterically because there was no movement from her husband's body.

She shook her husband's body still no movement, the body remained silent.

"Wake up sister do not joke.do not prank me.this is not funny.quickly get up..," Ara cried and increasingly screamed loudly hugging her husband's body, put her head on her husband's chest, and her husband, no heartbeats felt there.

"It is impossible "he said softly and hysterically, after feeling the signs of death on her husband.

"Tidaaaak, you can't die, don't leave me, wake up, banguuuun.... Kakaaaaa." her screams cried loudly, getting tightly wrapped around her husband's body. Her hands were shaking touching her husband's face. She kissed her husband's forehead, kissed her husband's lips, her husband's eyes both cheeks.

"This is your wife, sister, please wake up. wake up kakaaaa.aaaaa,"

"Don't leave me, brother wake up dong. Please don't leave me. Brother has promised to take care of me for the rest of my life, brother said he will age with me, brother lies, sister breaks promises," he said back crying sobbing swaying her husband's body.

"Wake up please, don't leave me, I really need a brother next to me, I'm afraid to be alone ! kakaaaaaaaaaa kakaaaaa.." she said weeping bitterly at her husband's chest, screaming like a lost man.

"Sister-in-law, wake up my husband, please wake him up, we'll be home soon ! hurry up, brother, wake up my husband." Ara pulled Rafa's hand which was also crying and couldn't believe what had happened to her sister.

All who were there looked at him sadly and shed tears upon hearing his heart-wrenching cry.

Ara felt the world as if it was collapsing on her head, her body was getting weaker, consciousness was disappearing, the world in her view was dark. A moment later her body fell limp and hugged her husband. She's fainted.

Things are getting panicked. Rafa flinched immediately holding onto both of Ara's shoulders. Checked briefly. Two girls Vishnu men approached after getting a signal from Vishnu and immediately lifted Ara's body out with a very careful towards their car. Then immediately bring their young lady's body to the main house.

Rafa who knelt beside his sister was as if in disbelief. Her tears that have been shed since then continue to flow. He was still fixated on staring at the body of his sister who was silent "Raka .." he said softly in between his tears

"So I can't believe that you've already.." Can't continue. Slowly he grabbed his sister's hand, feeling her veins.

His tears were falling more and more because he did not feel the pulse anymore there. He put his face close to his sister's nose, no breath felt.

Rafa was crying sobbing sobs.

A moment later he rubbed his right hand on his sister's face from top to bottom while saying the prayer "La Ilaha illallah.then in follower pronounces two sentences shahadah, then, so that Raka's slightly open eyes were tightly closed. It was true that her sister had left them, she hugged Raka's body tightly with tears flooding in. He still can't believe that his sister is gone. Her crying grew stronger, but she tried to suppress it. "Rakkaaa.ahhaaaah."

Next to him Vishnu cried in silence.

Nesa who witnessed it saw her sister justifying Raka's death squandered hugging her sister's body, crying out hysterically.

"Rakaaa.... Rakaaa, wake up Ka.. " Nesa shook her body in Rafa's embrace.

"You can't die, don't leave brother, you haven't met mama, let's get up, we go home the same. Mama is waiting for our arrival, the twins are waiting for you, Rakaaa. huuuu ", Nesa said between tears.

"Cio and Cia are waiting for ole ole from you, they are waiting for you to pray and play together. Let's get up we go home, baby. Brother promised to be a good mother to Cio and Cia, sister promised you. You wake up yaa ...Rakaaa.aaaa "Nesa kept talking while crying like crazy, sometimes laughing then crying hysterically again calling Raka's name.

He still could not accept the death of his sister. His polite and very affectionate sister, his sister who never tired of giving good advice to him, although always angry. Her sister, who was just a few minutes ago, hugged her, giving her warm shoulders to sleep on.

Vishnu who was also sitting on his knees near Raka's body noticed the face of his young master who was smiling calmly like a sleeping person. Just like Rafa did, he also wanted to make sure of his master's condition. For he also could not believe that his excellent young master of all these people was gone. Slowly he placed his index finger on Raka's nostril for a while. He also pressed the pulse of Raka's wrist, not beating. His young master was indeed dead.

"Young master." he sighed softly. He bowed lethargic, his tears flowing in both corners of his eyes

His young master had indeed left them for good.

"Young master huhuuu..."

She cried sobbing sobbing sobbing with a voice on the strong press. His hands gently held Raka's two hands and recited the prayer in his heart.

It was only a few minutes ago that his young master said to him to guard his palace,

asked to hold his hand to be pulled out because it was difficult to squeeze the bodies of two women who loved him. Vishnu remembered something, when he pulled the hand of his young master earlier, the hand felt cold, but he ignored it.

Is that a sign? muttered.

An old worshipper who was the imam of the mosque patted Rafa's shoulder gently.

Rafa immediately raised his bowed head, he still sobbed with tears that would not stop falling.

"Don't take the deceased with deep sadness, later he will not calm down and be sad ! be happy, because the deceased died with the state of Husnul khatimah. The deceased breathed his last while bowing down. We heard him say two sentences of shahada. And look at the deceased's smiling happy face. When dying he saw something happy, until that happiness could cure his present pain ! O Allah, it is fortunate that the people who died with the condition of Husnul khatimah, because Allah has prepared heaven for him" said the imam of the mosque sobbing sobbing sob.

"Either good practice what has been done by the deceased during his life, even nature smiled beautifully and calmly ushered in his departure. Oh, God ! May we include those who died with the condition of Husnul Khatimah just like the late one." the priest continued in a sad tone.

"Aaminn" said the congregation.

For the cause of Raka's death, they confirmed it was due to a heart attack.

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