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Grannies

After Ghina persuaded and talked to her grandmother finally wanted to eat even though only 5 soft porridge mouthfuls.

There was little light from the grandmother's face and little energy to talk to Ghina

Ghin whose college spirit can make your mother proud, said grandma slowly

Yes definitely, replied Ghina while slightly holding back her tears

Take good care of yourself because away from parents, keep your prayers wherever you are, continued the grandmother again

this time Ghina's sobs began to go unchecked

Hikz hikz .. yes, Grandma, she replied as she kissed Grandma's cheek and stroked her hair.

Already grandma has to rest a lot so let the spit healed, said Ghina while fixing her grandmother's blanket.

Ghina did not move in the slightest from the grandmother's side while continuing to stroke the back of the grandmother's hand, he looked at her pale face while whispering the words of Alloh continue beside her ear.

Yes Alloh..what a beauty my grandmother. Say him Yes Alloh, seagrass Ghina.

Ghin.. eat first yukz let grandma awaited your uncle with Dina (cousin Ghina Anak Oomnya who is home with grandma) take his aunt.

Yes, no matter what, Ghina has not met her mother, Ghina replied as she stood up and went to her house.

Ma'am.Sapa Ghina who saw his mother was drying clothes beside the house Assalamualaikum.

Waalaikolayn... Ghin you are a whore, asked his mother

Thank God, Ghina answered, hugging the mother she missed

Let's go in, keep eating first, mother was to mother buy your favorite snacks .

Yes ma'am, Asyiikkk. Hunger ma'am Ghina from the morning has not had breakfast.

Yes it is there, same Salman there eat mom already fried catfish cuisine along with your favorite sambel

Buru buru Ghina entered the house directly to the dining table to satisfy the taste of kangen cuisine of the mother he always missed .

Finish eating Ghinapun talk with his sister and mother to let go of longing.

Adhan dhuhurpun reverberate so they directly pray congregation led salman.

Just finished praying his tant called Ghina's mother

Mother. .. mother.. call bu isti while stroking Grandma's hand.

But the one called out was already pale, his cold feet his slightly stingy breath still sounded.

They then sat facing grandma to the right left of the bed while reciting the asna Alloh, while occasionally sounding a huff from them but seeing the condition of such a grandmother they should not be weak must be strong in order to talk about their beloved grandmother with solemnity'

Laa ilaa ha illalloh,,,,, alternately and sometimes simultaneously they whisper in the ears of the grandmother with the stammer of the grandmother following slowly... until his lips were still closed tightly did not reply again and the entire body of the basak grandmother by sweat but cold and eyes tightly closed with skin that began to turn a pale yellowish color.😭😭😭

Innalilllahi wa inaillaihi rojiun,,,, said uncle accompanied by bu isti, aunty yati ghina and all in the room.

Their sobs broke after seeing Grandma covered with rags.

Mother.bisik bu Isti peri and also aunt Yati.

Grandma, neneeekkk...😭😭😭😭 Ghina, Salman, Dina also Shifa Oom Yasin uncle Ghina's son, all sobbing, their chests tight, poignant and the tears could not be dammed anymore.

Again, only 6 months from the departure of the Father now they have to lose the Grandmother, the, for Ghina and Isti, their grief still left the wound not too healed but the cry had to be broken to scrape my dear grandmother.

A moment later all the relatives of close neighbors had gathered, they did their respective duties to erect a tent, chair, prepare water to bathe, shroud of the assembly ta'lim mosque nearby.

The neighbors took the initiative to cook at home one of them, yes this cuisine will later be served to distant families or families and neighbors after returning from the funeral, they collect money for shopping without having to ask the family to mourn and cook it instead of at the funeral home, intended not to disturb the mourners who come and later after ripening they live to bring the cuisine to the funeral home, I thought the thought of the mother of the neighbor mother Isti.

Gotong royong and kinship that characterize the people of Ghina village.

Ahead of Ashar the recovery of the corpse is almost finished already being treated to live sholatan, some mensholatkan at home but local ustadz suggested that the mosque be taken so after the completion of the ashar prayer directly to pray the corpse.

Then a funeral.

At 5pm the funeral was over

With gontai Ghina's footsteps led her mother home.

There was no crying no word they just walked slowly while occasionally sounding heavy breathing signifying the fog of grief was still thick.

Arriving at home Ghina was greeted by an embrace by Asri, Nola, Adam only greeted his 1st friend Oliv, Nena and also the boarding mother who attended.

After talking for a while, Ghina finally decided to take a bath first, as well as Isti.

Tbc

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