Rafa and Ara

Episode 147's

After bathing, then in the caravan, then in sholati.

Most of the mourners were in mourning.

Maya, Rafa, Rizal, Vishnu, Nesa and the servants also came to pray.

Ara was very sad because she could not support her husband. Because his body is not yet clean from the air.

Next they deliver the deceased to his final resting place, which is in the back garden of the house. Where the great lord Artawijaya buried, namely Maya's husband and their father three. And next to her is Nesa's husband, Revan.

Raka was buried right next to his father's grave.

Sobs accompanied Raka's delivery to her resting place.

Even the sky is sad. The blue cloud turned cloudy not when the body wrapped in a white shroud was input into the burrow. After the body was buried in the ground, the sky again brightened to show its beauty.

By Allah, Allah Akbar.

They sow flowers in prayer, along with prayer,

various good prayers are said guided by ustadz Arif and some other ustadz.

A few minutes later the funeral was over. The mourners one by one pampit and went home, including ustadz Arif, mbok Imah, Tito, and several orphanage children. They were ready to go back to the home.

The family represented by Rizal and Vishnu were very grateful for their presence.

There were seven of them at the funeral.

Maya, Nesa, Rafa, Ara, Rizal, Vishnu, and Sam sir. Gather around Raka's funeral, reciting prayers in each other's hearts with deep sadness.

Maya who was endlessly crying in Rizal's arms fainted again. Sam and Vishnu immediately carried his body home.

Nesa went to accompany her mother.

10 Minutes passed, Rizal touched Rafa and Ara's shoulders.

"Strengthen your hearts. Be patient. Let's go back to the house." said Rizal slowly. He gestured for Rafa to immediately bring Ara home, seeing the condition of the girl's extremely weak body was concerning. Then he immediately went to check on Maya's fainting condition.

Ara stared at the sprinkling of flowers in the soaring pile of wet ground. Empty gazes, tears that continued to flow, without any sound of crying being heard. Only a small sob once came out of his mouth. He tried to hold his crying voice out. His lips were saying a prayer that only his own mouth could hear.

"Ara, let's go back home. You should rest. Although sad, you also have to think about yourself" said Rafa slowly.

"Let me here brother, I want to accompany my husband for a moment. If we all go, poor brother Raka will be alone here. Brother please come back first." replied Ara still keep staring at her husband's headstone.

"Alright, I'll accompany you" he said later.

Ara did not answer, she silently continued to look at her husband's tombstone with her mouth komat kamit continued to pray.

Ara remembered that her father had been buried, and the mourners had all returned, but her mother remained seated at the side of her father's grave despite the family's invitation to return.

His mother sat on his father's grave and simply accompanied him without ceasing to pray. After 30 minutes, his mother got up and took him home.

On the way home, his mother said: "Don't come back after the maye is buried. Wait a while, for after the mourners return, the angels will come to inspect. If there is still a child or wife on the grave, then the angel will ask in a quiet voice even though we cannot hear and know what is happening in the grave" said his mother explained.

Ara still clearly remembered the words of her mother, so she did not want to leave her husband's grave again. Even though she knew Raka was a good and sholeh person, dying with Husnul khotimah, she still wanted to accompany her husband. Just like what her mother did to her late father.

30 minutes passed, Rafa turned to look at Ara.

Notice the two tiny hands holding a small piece of graveyard soil.

"Ara, you know why you're still here to accompany Raka. Let's go back, let Raka rest in peace. Raka must be smiling and happy in her grave, you must know that too, right?" he said in a low voice.

"You should rest, you'll be sick

Don't let Raka see your situation like this, she will definitely be sad. Later we will come again to visit Raka" said Rafa back.

Ara took a slow breath and then exhaled slowly. She placed the round piece of earth near her husband's tombstone.

"Sister, I know brother is now happy and happy at God's side. I will also try to be strong and strong. Please comfort me so as not to drag on in grief over your loss. I am weak and helpless. I lost half my life because there was no brother by my side, I miss you so much. I say goodbye first, I'll come back here again to see brother. Rest in peace." she said softly and softly while sweeping her husband's tombstone.

Rafa also touched his sister's tombstone,

then raised Ara's body slowly, breaking her walking. Because the body is too weak.

"So, brother, we must send a prayer for father." said Ara stopped in front of the grave of her father-in-law.

Rafa nodded. Then the two sat down and prayed for a moment, also sending prayers for Nesa's husband. Then continue the steps back to home.

Seriate.

The author is sad, in addition to the death of Raka in the novel story, there are some people who died real in the author's village today in addition to sheikh Ali Jaber 😢. May they die with Husnul khatimah, Aamiin 🤲

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