
"What's this about? Who died?" asked Haidar, who for some reason suddenly his body instantly trembled. And at once his eyes were like looking for someone he wanted to see, "Where is Keyla? Where's Rindhima?" ask again, with a gaze to see one by one the faces that are sitting around the place of the corpse.
"Indhi here Daddy!" said a little boy with a voice that sounded so faint.
Hearing the voice of a small child, Haidar immediately turned to the source of the voice. And he saw a little girl who wore all white clothes, and wore a white scarf that covered half her head. So that shows the hair in the front only. Seeing the little girl, Haidar immediately approached Rindhima.
"Rindhi, here son, same Daddy," pinta Haidar, as he stretched out his hands as usual. And usually Rindhima will certainly run his arms when he is like that.
But this time it was different, Rindhima even put her face as if she did not want to see the face of the Father. He even walked to the place where his mother lived. Arriving at the bedside of the Mother, Rindhima immediately opened the white cloth that covered the face of the Mother. And then he put his head on the mother's chest.
At first Haidar only frowned, when he saw Rindhima's face that looked with hateful eyes towards him. And he was also so shocked when he saw his daughter's attitude that changed so drastically. But Haidar's shock was not there. Because when Rindhima opened the white cloth covering her mother's face. Haidar's eyes immediately widened wide when he saw the face of his wife who was very pale.
"Keyla!!" his jolt, and he immediately approached the place where the corpse of his wife was even he immediately rested on the side of the bed.
"Keyla! Sweetheart! What the hell happened to you? Why are you like this? Keyla!!" said Haidar, as he held his wife's cheeks and shook her slightly. But because the wife was stiff, of course there was no response from him. And it made Haidar even more frustrated so that he screamed as hard as he could.
"Yahoo!!! Noooo!! Why is it like this, baby!! Wake Keyla! You can't leave me like this, baby!! Huhuhuhu..YOOOOOO!!" haidar shouted loudly, as he shook his wife's body which was now stiffened.
Even Haidar's cries instantly broke, he roared calling out his wife's name. But what to say, the wife he loved was no longer alive. So that the call, his screams, was no longer heard by his wife. While he was still crying for his wife, suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder.
"Patient Nak Haidar, everything has become a suratan of His destiny. Because no one can prevent or avoid the so-called mess, son. Although we hide wherever death approaches us, that is also what He has said in His word
"Wherever you are, death will find you, even if you are in a high and strong fortress. If they obtain goodness, they say, “This is from the side of Allah,” and if they are afflicted with an evil, they say, “This is from you (Muhammad).” Say, “Everything (coming) from Allah's side.” So why do those people (the hypocrites) barely understand the talk (at least)?” (QS. Annisa verse: 78)
"And you know that too? Every living thing will feel dead. Like your wife today, it is also according to His word
“Every living person will feel dead. We will test you with evil and kindness as trials. And you will be returned only to Kami”.(QS. Al-Anbiya verse 35)
"Son, remember that your wife is the care of God so that when the entrusted will ask for the goods again we must be willing to give back the goods? So please take care of your wife, son, because she will surely be tormented, if you see you like this" said an old man, who is seen now sitting next to her Haidar. He gave a demonstration to Haidar with a speech that sounded so soft.
So as to make Haidar, who was crying until roaring. It's much calmer now. But the word is still heard. Seeing his father look calmer, Rindhima, immediately approached the old man who was seen still sitting next to him Haidar.
"Subhanallah, you are a smart kid! Yes son, we must immediately bury your mother. For he will be tormented if we continue to delay again" replied the man called Ustadz.
"Alright Grandpa Ustadz, now do it!" rindhima's words sounded resolute. But the Ustadz, still want to hear his opinion from Haidar.
"What do you think of Nak Haidar?" ask the Ustadz to Haidar.
"Do as our daughter Ustadz says" replied Haidar, without taking his eyes off his smiling face.
"Alright then, Mbok Rukmi please call his Bilal mother, to immediately cover the face of the late Madam, so that we immediately buried the body," said the Ustadz again.
"Well Ustadz" replied Mbok Rukmi and he called Bilal as the Ustadz said.
After Bilal covered Keyla with his shroud. They continued their funeral procession. And according to the request of Rindhima, who asked her mother to be buried in the garden behind their Mansion. Because it just so happens that the back garden is so spacious and beautiful. Therefore Rindhima was inspired to bury his mother there.
Because he said "Bila Indhi miss Momy, indhi can go directly to Mommy's grave." Hearing his words, made everyone unable to oppose him anymore. And finally Keyla's funeral took place at their Mansion.
After the funeral was over, one by one the mourners left. Now there are Haidar and Rindhima. Haidar is still seen looking at the tombstone that reads 'Keyla Anggreina'.
While Rindhima was seen nursing beautiful flowers in the middle of the funeral of his mother, with different colors, "Wah. now Momy's home is beautiful! Mommy see that there? Beautiful Mommy? Now Momy must be happy there, because Momy no longer feels the pain Momy?" he said as he looked at Nisan the Mother, as if he were talking to his mother.
Haidar who saw it again cried, and he immediately carried the body of his little daughter. But Rindhima immediately thrashed, while shouting.
"Down Indhi Daddy! Indhi hates Daddy!! Indhi hates Daddy!!"
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