Ravana's Note: Scandal
Ravana Note 54: Funeral
“I can hug aunt?”
“Jeez dear, can..” Sisca greeted the little Iwan who immediately embraced her.
“If Iwan cry, Mama likes to hug. Although initially angry. Iwan likes to be hugged Mama, because it smells,”
“Iya dear, yes..”
“Tante also scented,”
“Hehe..iya,”.
“Tante, we will be safe?”
“Iwan. With that power take your happiness,”
THE CKLEKK!
Ravana opened his eyes.
Then I looked around him.
Daytime at the foot of the mountain villa, with birds singing and a cold breeze.
He woke up hearing the door open.
That dream, the last days he and Sisca had.
But with a different last sentence.
Iwan. With that power, find your happiness.
Those words ran through his mind.
Ravana is down.
Is it with Sisca's absence that he will be able to be happy?
Then he looked to the side.
Fransita, in front of the red door.
A sigh while staring at the young man.
His little hands wiped his tears.
Her hair that was left long to the waist was tied in disheveled.
“Mama always braided my hair in a dream,” said Sita weakly. “But yesterday and today he did not come in a dream,”
Ravana just looked at Sita sadly.
I don't know what he's talking about.
He also wanted Sisca to be present in his dreams.
Hugged Sisca again, kissed her again.
“Hum,” murmured Ravana while looking down.
This loss he could not bear.
“Sini,” hiss Ravana waves to Sita. Sita.
Ravana directs him so that Sita sits on his lap with her back, then starts to untie the child's hair slowly and weave it into braids as much as possible while watching ‘tutorial braiding’ on the yutub.
A pungent fragrance came out from inside Sisca's room.
Very striking fragrance.
Ravana knew this was not perfume, not floral, not spice. It's something different.
Kinasih came from the direction of the corridor along with Aki Tirem.
Ten Khodam Ravana became human.
Many astral who came from the direction of the forest gathered in the garden of the Villa.
Everyone stared at the half-open red door.
Sri Ratu Darmaya and several waiting Djin also came.
“Scented angel,” says Maya.
Ravana just continued to weave Sita's hair, with a thin smile.
Her tears fell to her cheeks.
Next, all the astral kneeled before the red door.
They seemed to be taking their last departure.
From a figure whose life was tormented throughout the ages, yet deeply loved at the last moment.
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“Gandhes,” Viola Sandro sits on the sofa of the dressing table while gazing towards Eyang Gandhes with a sad look on his eyes, “What are you doing here?”
“If there I must be sad,” Eyang stares out his window with a sad face.
“Introduction to the departure of a friend, what is the harm if sad?” ask Viola again.
“I must not wail nearby, it is a curse given to me,” said Eyang Gandhes. “If the man is still alive, I may cry him. But if they've...my tears can prevent that person from getting into His Jannah,”.
“What sins did you commit in the past until your punishment was so excruciating? You are almost 150 years old, or. can be older because your ID has been revised once,”.
“My age this year 189 years. And yes.my sin is so great, that I cannot cry in the last moments of the life of every person I love,”
“Ya of course,”
“If I die later, you don't cry. If you can hold a stand up comedi all of you,”
The laughter of the two of them sounded sad.
“I will accept this punishment with sincerity,” said Eyang Gandhes, “Entah until the descent to how much I will experience loss many times. Obviously, the last time you lived, I wouldn't be anywhere near you. It's hard for me not to cry, basically I'm just an ordinary human being, a sensitive woman,”
He looked up, into the cloudless clear sky.
“Now it doesn't hurt anymore, does Tasmirah dear? May you be happy by His side, Sisca,” murmured Eyang Gandhes.
Not long after, Mr. Arman and Rumi came into the room.
“Bu Gandhes, GSA please permission to enter the Sindoro area, to bring and bury Sisca's body here,” said Mr. Arman.
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That afternoon, though,
Mia and Sandra Bagaswirya, two beautiful women of the family pride of Princess Gandhes Bhanowati Bagaswirya, sprinkled flowers on the ground of the tomb with a simple headstone.
“We never know each other, it's a pity that Sisca,” hiss Mia after finished praying for the body in it. “My birthday coincides with your passing. But I'm sure it's worth celebrating, because from the story of the people just passing away you are your freedom. So I'm sure you're happy,”
Sandra Ellen rubbed her daughter's back.
Then looked at the tombstone around him.
The Bagaswirya family cemetery. From year to year.
The number could be hundreds.
There are several areas of land that will someday be the place and the family sleeps, there are also those intended for the Bataragunadi Family, Tanurahadrja, Beaufort and Manfred. Access to the entrance must be with the permission of the land owner, therefore the officials considered this the safest place to sleep quietly without having to be disturbed by the outside world.
Merapi slopes access is easier for humans than Vila Sindoro. And the villa here is more luxurious. A hereditary land filled with curses, guarded by a woman whose life has been very long in the world.
There, at the end of the hill, is a white fence.
A place of honor that can see the entire cemetery area and the Villa at the end there, with a view of the merapi in the distance.
The land belongs to the last moment of Eyang Gandhes, who knows when it will be occupied.
“Mother,” Mia lowered her head to 3 small headstones in front of the white fence, “This is whose grave?” on the tombstone it says “Putri” then the headstone next to it says “Gandhes” and next to it again it says “Bhanowati’.
Sandra sighed as she pressed down on her rumbling chest. “History of the start of the curse of the Princess Eyang,”
“Mother, the year they died 1851..” Mia was staring tensely at her mother.
Sandra Ellen nodded with a sliced face.
“That's.. triplets, Princess Eyang's first child. Born at the age of Eyang Putri about 19 years,”
“This is the same Princess as the one who knows? Anyang Gandhes?”
“Iya. He never used his real name so that his children's names were always remembered. Since the death of the twins, it is said that she changed all her identity to Princess Gandhes Bhanowati, the result of the fusion of her three children,” Sandra Ellen rubbed her goosebumps. “Maybe also as a reminder of himself so that he can continue to live this life,”
“What happened to them?” ask Mia.
“The Princess killed them, drank their blood, and she tried to kill herself. All this was done after setting fire to her own husband, Narapati, and killing her two biological parents, Bagaswirya's husband and wife. At that time Eyang Putri was pregnant with her fourth child,”
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He took a sip of bitter coffee while staring at the children running around in the courtyard at that time. Mia's birthday party this time was held with calm and wisdom, as well as remembering the departure of Sisca the Tasmirah.
Slowly he rubbed his chest, where a necklace with a pomegranate mirah stone hung behind his silk blouse. Her husband's gift pendant, with many blood-black stains that dried up on the sidelines of his chain.
Children's blood.
Slowly he hummed,
Birth, Marriage, Death
I've been through it over and over again
Crying, Laughter and stories
Time and time again I experienced
I'm not bored of not complaining
I face everything sincerely
If this could be my penance
Even though life until the end of time
I will sincerely undergo.
“hehe,” sad slow laughter. “I am forever 22 years. Human, but not human. Satan but not a demon, but well.” Eyang Gandhes looked up, towards Aki Tirem standing. “Luckily there are always accompany ya Kakang?”
Tyrem Aki raised his hand. A red iron chain burns like it burns in hell. “That's not like this ‘untung’ Kanjeng,” the grunt. “Not want us to accompany Kanjeng,”
“If I let go you directly experienced the torment of the grave, loh,”
“Who knows? Reason alone,”
“Ya already, here I takeas,”
“No need, this is the best position,”
Eyang Gandhes chuckled as he again sipped his coffee. In the distance he saw Ravana hugging his parents. Miss Milady also pulled Fransita into her arms.
“In the meantime my family is getting crowded,” It grinned.
