Sacred Tomb

Sarah's Story

The bell ringing at school rings. Pancasila High School students scattered out of the classroom to the parking lot.

And so did Damar.

That afternoon Damar hurriedly picked up Sarah in SMAN 4.

After getting a short message via WA, Sarah waited for Damar under the shade of the acacia tree in front of the school.

"Sadly..."

"Yes," answered Sarah, then on the bike.

"Hi Sarah, greet some of her classmates.

Has anyone picked up now?"

"Hehehehe yes this temen.

I'm first huh?"

"Ok Sarah."

The motor is running a little faster. Shortly thereafter, Damar stopped in his front yard.

"Let's Sarah, come in" Damar asked,

"Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikumsalam" answered Farida's mother.

"Post Buk," said sarah and then salim kissed her hand.

"Look for Sarah, let's have lunch with Damar in the kitchen."

"Yes Buk" answered Sarah and walked into the kitchen with Farida's mother.

After sitting down, Sarah offered Hp and said,

"This is a picture of my mother. She said Farida's mom was my mom's best friend in high school."

After seeing Latifah's mother's photo, Farida's mother stood up to Sarah, then hugged her.

With tears Farida's mother said,

"It turns out you're Latifah's daughter my best friend. You're as beautiful and polite as your mother, son.

Why in the photo your mother looks skinny and looks old unkempt.

Sit down" Farida's mother said, then sat back down.

Damar, who was standing at the kitchen door, saw the scene of his mother hugging Sarah's body tightly. Like her mother Sarah hugged Damar in the hospital.

"The last few years... Many problems that befell our family Buk," said Sarah,

"After a land dispute, my father got sick, then my mother had to work hard selling vegetables at the market every morning until noon. Sometimes, my mother comes home late in the afternoon, just for the kitchen.

Since I was sick... No more smiles of my mom at all times. Happiness that initially looks real, suddenly lost turned into suffering nan lara.

Mother's inner suffering is getting steeper. Until my sister and I also felt the sadness and suffering of both my parents.

All the goods in the house sold out for the treatment of the father.

In fact, often we can not buy rice to eat.

That's why my mom looks dull, skinny and looks old."

"Is your father still sick" asked Farida's mother pity.

"Alhamdulillah has begun to heal, thanks to the kindness of Mas Damar. Mas Damar was the one who financed all his treatment" replied Sarah.

"Then, the matter of home inheritance, how is it?" ask Farida's mother.

"The house we live in belongs to three of us. My father was the youngest.

My father's siblings, asked for a share. If my father can not compensate, then the house I occupy must be sold. And the money's in for three, "Sarah said.

"How nominal is the money requested by your father's brother Sarah" asked Farida's mother.

"400 million Buk, so 800 million for two older siblings," said Sarah.

"What a big nominal, huh?"

"Yes Buk, because, the rest of the land behind the house is still wide and wide.

Now, the house is in the process of selling at a price of 1.2 billion. But, it has been almost a year on offer not also sold," said Sarah, said,

"Maybe the price offered is too high, because the house is in the village and is located at the end of the village."

"Did your mother not have her own home from your grandfather's legacy" asked Farida's mother.

"There was a Buk, but, the small one-floor house was, in for 4 equal siblings of the mother.

So, I chose to follow my father," said Sarah,

"Indeed, the mother's family had enough. Because Grandpa's business went bankrupt, some land was sold, and one plot remained."

"Sarah now what class, and where school," asked Ms. Farida.

"Top grade Buk, school at SMAN 04."

"Sarah, let's go, let's go" Damar asked

"Switchy, this mother's son's handsome, new t-shirts, new pants, new shoes.

Wear sunglasses again.

"You need to work, you need to make money" Damar replied.

"Do you invite Sarah if you want to work?"

"Let someone take care of Damar" joked Damar.

'Hmmmmm.

Yes, it's heart on the road."

"Oh, where's my vario motor contact? Same with STNK.

Damar wants to borrow some money. Damar motor is the engine."

"But I took it in the room.

It's..."

"Buk, Damar asked for help yes, say it with my mother's husband, please under the engine damar to the workshop kang Hadi, ask for service. Change tires and chains."

"You WA, whatever's changed. I don't understand the problem of the motorbike shop."

"Yeah, ready."

"Room... You help the family difficulties Sarah yes, because, in the past, in the difficult mother's time, the mother is often helped with her mother Sarah."

"Yes Buk. Mother's message will be carried out Damar.

Salim buk, Assalamualaikum."

"Sarah's mother left first" Sarah said then salim,

"Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikumsalam" answered Farida's mother.

"Under what is Mas, in a black plastic bag," asked Sarah.

"It's the same sarong long-sleeved shirt and sandals, in the entrance seat only, can the great variety of his seat."

*****

"Sarah, go to your house first yes, you change clothes, after that we go out," said Damar.

"Yes, it's."

"You don't have to go to the shop guard, we just go for a walk."

"Yes, it's a waste." replied Sarah.

Arriving in Sarah's yard, Damar parked his father's vario motorcycle on the terrace.

"Assalamualaikum," said Sarah then entered the house.

"Vaalaikumsalam.

Just returned Sarah," said Latifah's mother.

"The Buk" said Damar.

"Siang also Nak Damar, where to go kok handsome once," said Ms. Latifah.

"You work at the cafe Buk, I'm sorry, you want to take the road - the road."

"Yes Nak Damar, if you invite Nak Damar, I permit you. But remember the horror to blatantness, so as not to harm yourself and others."

"Yes Buk" said Damar.

"Sister, come on" Sarah asked.

"Alright," Damar replied,

"Buk, Damar pampit - walk."

"Alright Nak Damar," replied Latifah's mother and Damar salim kissed her hands.. And so is Sarah.

"Assalamualaikum Buk."

"Getishalight."

*****

Shortly thereafter the Damar motor drove away from the village of Seruni.

Waving both arms around her loving, pampered arms, Sarah said,

"What did my mother talk to you about..?"

"Your mother said she wanted to make me her daughter-in-law" Damar joked.

"Hmmmmm.

How dare my mother talk that way?"

"It has arrived" said Damar then parked his motorbike. Come on down, just stick it like a stamp."

"Hehehehe, yes yes, besides you are also happy if I hug," said Sarah then down.

"Yes happy, who is not happy in the hug of a beautiful girl," said Damar then walked while holding Sarah's hand to the cafe table.

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