SPIRIT AND DEATH

SPIRIT AND DEATH
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I just came out of Feli's room and thought about what happened today. In a position to sit in a chair right in front of Feli's treatment room, I tried to examine and reflect on my way of life. All this is full of mystery, my deepest inner word.


For me, life is a mystery. Does anyone think the same as me? Have you ever felt that we are surrounded by mysteries? In fact, in these smallest parts of our body.


Do people ever think, why is the grass green? How could he manage the sunlight and air so neatly? To me, it's all a mystery. Even if we try to reach out and solve the mystery, our minds will not be able to. But strangely enough, we still live in mystery and embrace the mystery.


Not only that, even behind the do'a-do'a that we proclaim every day there is a mystery, we will feel peace and enjoy life with do'a in religion. In the end, people enjoy life full of mystery.


I've heard the phrase, "The man was not created to understand life but to enjoy it." But is it just that? My heart started to break.


Actually what kind of life we are looking for if it turns out we are not able to interpret life, we live like we have no purpose. Then I realized that religion had answered everything. With religion, we have a purpose. Happiness is gained because we believe and believe that religion is able to answer every mystery.


Every day I see a lot of talk between science, religion, even science. But still only limited to what we can reach and ultimately we will return to the religion that we believe is right.


I began to believe more that it was religion that could make the weak strong, the sad happy. Why that? Because religion can bring peace.


When we pray. So our do'a will be the most powerful weapon to remove diseases in the body, including liver disease. With the do'a, everything that is heavy will be light.


While speaking in my heart, I tried to calm down and considered the conversation between sister Linda and Feli's family like a wind, even though I felt very hurt.


Do rich people always treat people who don't have that way? Where is the real meaning of justice? Hopefully Feli is not weak and does not become part of the dirty thinking like Kak Linda's family because they must be taught a lesson.


I wiggled my legs slowly while sitting down leisurely. I wanted to enjoy the calm atmosphere after the tension that had just occurred within my family.


Suddenly someone fell down right in front of me, it turned out that his feet touched my feet that moved by accident. The woman looked tired, I immediately grabbed her arms and helped the mother to stand up.


"Mother isn't papa?"


"Yes, I'm not papa, thank you. I'm just tired."


"I looked at this Mother with a sharp look because I felt that her face was not foreign to me but I forgot where I had met her."


"You're not the kid who came to me that night, are you?" she said, narrowing her eyes to see who she saw.


"I mean mother?"


"Aren't you the girl who helped me and my son 2 nights ago? Don't you remember that time you came to see me in my daughter's nursery and you gave me 4 numbers to buy."


"Oh yeah, I just remembered. Sorry Ma'am. "


"Don't apologize ...! Because of your help, my son survived and was operated on in time. Had there been no clue from you, I would have lived alone in this painful world" she said with tears, and then tried to remove it immediately.


I who did not understand anything just fell silent with a confused face. I don't know what's really going on and I'm not the one who helped this mother. I was just sending a message and I didn't know anything.


Actually I wanted to explain about it, but this mother immediately pulled my right hand and asked me to come with her. "Come with me, son!"


"Well, ma'am .... "


"My name is Tias, Tias Asmah."


"I'm Sarah ma'am."


"Let's Sarah! "


I followed Bu Tias's quick steps to head to the first room where I came to deliver a message from a mysterious girl who suddenly appeared behind me, then it mysteriously disappeared from my sight in the form of white smoke without smell.


Chequelek


"Please enter! " he said half a whisper as if he did not want to disturb the calm of patients in the room.


I remember the first time I entered this room there was only 1 patient bed filled and today, today, I saw all the beds were filled so full that I did not know which patient was the son of Mother Tias. Then I just followed his footsteps.


"You awake, Mega?"


I approached the little girl and looked at her carefully. She ... Isn't that girl last night? But that night her hair was long and had a mole on her cheek, while this one girl was not. I said without a sound.


"Here's name, Sister Sarah. C'mon accosted? "


"Hi Kak .. I'm Mega."


"Mega just ran Sarah's operation. He had kidney failure, but thank God he got the best help and according to doctors, Mega made it through the critical period."


"Thank God, thank goodness Ms .... "


"That's all thanks to your help Sarah."


"I mean Mother? "


"I was disoriented because it was impossible to do this operation because the cost became Sarah's obstacle. I've only been a housekeeper since leaving his father Mega. Actually I am only a mother, Mega continued, but I love both of them and have considered them as my own children."


"meaning Ma? Then where's Mega's dad? "


"As our lives grew more difficult, coupled with Mega's sickly condition, Mega's biological father left her and me without saying anything. He left the house when we were all sleeping."


"Then? "


"Only Mela is aware of her father's departure. But unfortunately, his father did not know that Mela followed him until the accident occurred and Mela was not helped. Even at this time, his father had no idea that Mela was dead."


"Who's Mela?" ask me with high curiosity.


"Mela is a twin of Mega. Their faces were very similar but Mela had a mole on her right cheek and she had long straight hair and was pitch black. "


"What's? " In a moment my tears drip while remembering the memories of 2 nights ago. Memories of a long-haired girl in pitch black and with a mole on her right cheek came up to me and left me a message to save her brother.


I pulled the nasal water while enduring the pain in my nose stem that suddenly appeared from seeing the state I was seeing right now. It turns out everyone has a story, everyone has a story, and everyone once walked in a mystery tunnel. Whether it is a concrete mystery or an abstract mystery.


"Sarah, I don't know what would have happened to Mega and myself if you hadn't come to help us that night. Maybe I'll go crazy for losing Mega who's been filling my lonely life."


"May .... "


"Yes .. not long ago. It was only about 3 months ago and it made my heart so hurt. You can imagine, how I would feel if at this time I had to lose Mega. I've lost my husband, I've lost Meli, and I almost lost Mega" said Bu Tias as she pulled her nose water and wiped her tears.


"Mother .." said Mega with a soft voice and teary eyes.


Mother Tias sat on Mega's bed and gently stroked her beautiful black hair. "I've mocked my life played by his father Mega and Meli. But I feel unable to if I have to lose everything in the near future, because I already love and love these children with all my heart. So again, I say thank you very much Sarah for helping Mega and me."


"I don't understand what Mom meant? I'm just delivering a message."


"Message? " bu Tias asked in surprise and I decided to sit not far from Mega's bed.


"I also don't know what the message means Mom."


"That's 4 lucky numbers for some people, but for others it may be an illegal number. It was a lottery number (togel) and that night, I won it. The money from that lottery I used for Mega's operating expenses this morning."


I fell silent and was stunned to hear the words from Bu Tias. I was confused and did not understand life. All I know right now, as long as the affection is still in a relationship. And so the sacrifice will always grow, and flow, for both the living and the dead.


They will always fight and help the people they care about with all their strength. They should be reduced to smoke or dust.


Brother Tania, Meli is like you and it made me understand your every word to me at that time. Tania, I have been very fond of you and would love to hold you. I said in my heart with tears dripping down.


Seriate....


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