
Nothing special today, just like the usual days.
There was no rice dish on the table, surprise blow out the candles and cut the cake, not even birthday wishes from the two sons.
It's like forgetting, nobody remembers.
Unlike 7 years ago, when his wife was still there.
No. Not to regret the situation, but this is the reality
Like the song verse that is often played by his men in his workshop, which is often also heard in his ears, "If nothing new feels, that his presence is precious.. "
Miris, it's really very sad.
He and his two sons are now as distant, not as familiar as they once were.
No more warm welcome when coming home from work, no laughter, quiet.
Today is exactly 37 years old, coinciding with the 7th anniversary of his wife's death.
Yes. 7 years ago, at the age of 30 years, his wife named Sekar Mayang, intended to give a surprise for him.
On a motorbike, his wife left home for his workshop.
The reason is, before reaching the workshop, his wife's motorbike was hit from behind by a truck whose driver was sleepy, his wife died on the spot with blood all over her body, her brain scattered out of the head due to being crushed.
There was not a word of congratulations, either goodbye or happy birthday from the mouth of the wife for him.
The surprise that the wife planned was successful, very successful
He was very surprised by the surprise his wife gave him.
Not a birthday surprise but a death surprise.
It was not his body that came but a corpse, pale-faced, rigidly motionless.
As soon as his world shattered, he lost his way, dissolving in grief and regret.
Little by little they drifted away, becoming distant and truly far beyond reach.
Now, it was just the regret he felt.
And finally he was determined to fix everything even though it was too late..
Starting with today, on his birthday and on the day of his wife's death.
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This morning, after the dawn prayer, Cakra went to the kitchen to prepare the breakfast of his two sons Aksa and Aska who were about to leave for school.
He had been reunited with them for a week after 7 years under his parents.
Since his wife died, Cakra has been living alone in his workshop.
The house they used to live in was sold, because Cakra did not want to always remember his late wife.
This week they occupied a new house, there was no domestic assistant.
Just the breakfast that Cakra prepared, for lunch, his children chose to eat in the school cafeteria and he in his motor workshop, and for dinner they often ate outside.
Cakra clothing business using laundry services, only one that he applies to his sons is for cleanliness of the room is their own responsibility.
After breakfast Aksa and Aska rush to school, without them knowing they have forgotten 2 important days in his life, namely the birthday of his father and the day of his mother's death.
There was no birthday wish for his father, and there may not have been a visit to his mother's grave.
Cakra could only fall silent, trying to think positively of his two sons.
Maybe he thought for 7 years not living together, they forgot about today.
He plans to take his two sons to his late wife's grave later in the afternoon, after returning to school and taking them out to eat.
After cleaning the house and locking it, he set off towards his workshop.