
"This is Melati's house? How lonely?" yumna said when the car reached the yard.
"Maybe it was buried. Let's just go in yuk!" let me step ahead of everything.
There were only a few students, who came and went back and forth. The neighbors are no longer there to help.
"Assalamu'alaikum," my greetings when I arrived at the terrace of the house that is still grounded.
"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied the man who was not sitting too much in the chair of this house.
"Dark.... Patience is!" yumna said representing us, after we sat nearby.
Melati just stayed in the corner of the room. The eyes are swollen, accompanied by teardrops, but with an empty view, even though we are already around it.
"Dark.... Release mother! It's all fate" said one old woman, the only one I don't know here.
"Mir.... Does that mean the mother committed the theft? Where is the jewelry kept? Melati's tuition fees are still unpaid. Means mom's not the culprit. Why did you accept the consequences?" jasmine started to cry again.
"Let her cry first. The important thing is not to be dumb as before," said the woman next to Melati.
"Oh yeah, I'm a close neighbor of Melati's. My house is over here. I consider him like a grandson. From the first me and my husband did not get offspring, until my husband came home," explained the grandmother like answering my question.
"I'm Aish, Melati's college friend. And this is Yumna, Rey, and Azzam's sister," I'll introduce myself.
"Sorry, Grandma. Is the body buried?" ask Azzam sidelukan.
"Already. After that the neighbors went straight home, and there was no more helping here. Only campus friend Melati who came for a while, then went home again after knowing Melati could not be invited to communication."
"Dear, I know it's hard for you. I also felt when I was abandoned by the only person I loved. But you are still more fortunate, because there is a grandmother who loves you," said Yumna hugging Melati while shedding tears.
I, who saw the two strengthen each other, cried too. Until Melati began to be invited to tell stories.
" Last night, I didn't go home as usual. After I waited a long time in front of the terrace, he did not see his figure. But when I wanted to look outside, I took the key first in the room. Turns out mom was fast asleep in bed."
"You didn't see your mother come home?" ask Yumna.
"That's what amazes me. I'm at the door, why don't you know that mom's here? I thought it might be a back road, though it's never actually done because there's no lights for lighting."
"In addition, the mother's sleeping position is in the middle of our mattress. So I was forced to sleep in the chair of this room, so as not to disturb the mother who seemed very tired," he continued to tell her still shed tears.
"So you don't know, what time did your mother die?" ask the new grandmother to ask her to communicate.
"About two in the morning, I woke up thirsty. When passing through the room, it was seen that the mother was wearing a mukena or white cloth while standing still. I thought mom was praying. But at five o'clock I was about to wake him up, his sleeping position was still the same as before. Hands in front of the chest, with feet tightly closed."
" Well, your mother could still wake up then? " ask grandma again.
" Oh, so Mr Rozak told you your mother was dead?" ask grandma.
"Yes. What he saw, mom was already like with a wrapping ghost. I just saw her as a mother lying without breathing. Because it's not yet forgiven."
"Patience, Jasmine. Pray for your mother to be at her side" I said stroking her shoulders.
"Will there be a prayer together?" azzam asked, starting to make a sound.
"Tadi bu Jamal said that it would be held at his house only. But I don't know if people will follow him. Because they were directly behaving dislike to Melati and also her mother," obviously grandma looked pity on Melati's fate.
"Dark...... You are strong, son!" said a middle-aged woman just walked into this room.
"Bu Jamal, forgive me if there is a mistake from him. I really don't know anything, huhuhuuu.
Fortunately, there are no students here except us. There was only Jamal's mom, grandma, Melati, and the four of us sitting in this room.
" Jasmine, forgive me also if the citizens become like that. I don't really want any of this to happen either. But mom can what? If Mr. Jamal already has a desire, I dare not prevent it. You know his nature, right?" said Mrs Jamal immediately raised Melati's body to embrace her, joined in crying too.
A sad cry mixed with should envelop this room. But we were a little relieved, because Jamal was ready to make an event to pray for Melati's mother. And try to encourage the people, to pray and forgive, if there are mistakes that he has done. Because Jamal and his family have received and revealed the loss of family heritage jewelry.
" I'm sorry Aish, Yumna, and all. You guys get bothered in our problems" said Melati.
"It's okay. We are so sorry for all that has befallen you and your family" I replied.
"Dear, then after this what are your plans? Are you still going to college? Or how?" ask Jamal ma'am.
"Emmm.... I don't know it myself, Mom. Yumna, is your offer yesterday still valid?" tanya Melati looked at Yumna.
"Yes, we still need part-time employees if you want to" Rey said without questioning.
"Huhuu..... There are still good people around me."
"If you want to move to a place closer to the campus or cafe, I'm ready to find it for you" Yumna proposed.
"I think I should move out of here. Although it has been urged to not hate our family, but I can not guarantee the gaze of the neighbors will return as good as before" said Melati down sad.
"Yes, let us find it!" yumna Promise.
"Grandmother has no one. Now you leave the village. Please think carefully about your decision, Melati!" grandma said she shed tears.
"How about Grandma come with Melati just move. We will stay together, so that jasmine also still feels there is a grandmother who still loves Melati," asked Melati to make the two of them embrace each other in day and grief.
"Yes, we said it first. It's late afternoon, Rey wants to check out the cafe renovation," said Yumna began saying goodbye to everything.