The Amorous Two Beliefs

RAGU

Gizta was silent for quite a while, as the girl stared at the face of Shara who was already lying inside the crate. The white dress of the brocade looked gracefully wrapped around Shara's body.

"Sister-Cha-ra-se-dang-"

"Ti-dur-" muttered Gizta then at Diftha who had not left behind the girl.

"Yes," replied Diftha quietly as he nodded.

"Sister Chara is sleeping now, Gizta!" Diftha was still nodding. Both of Diftha's hands clutched the handle of Gizta's wheelchair, as if Diftha was vaporizing all the struggling flavors into one within her chest.

Diftha himself still does not know about the relationship between himself and Shara. But the pain that now enveloped Diftha's heart seemed to have answered everything.

In fact, in Diftha's little heart, he was indeed harboring a forbidden feeling towards Shara. It's just that Diftha chose to hold it and keep it. Diftha knew quite well how wide the gap was between her and Shara.

Differences of belief are one thing that is difficult to negotiate. So instead of having to feel heartbroken again for a second time, Diftha chose to never express her feelings to Shara.

"Shara has slept quietly in the arms of her Lord" Diftha said in her heart, staring at Shara's face. Maybe this will be Diftha's last look at Shara who really loves her to death.

"Bye-Kak-Cha-ra-" said Gizta then as she placed a white flower into Shara's coffin.

Diftha then pushes Gizta's wheelchair and invites her sister to leave Shara's coffin.

"Me and Gizta are deeply saddened by the passing of Shara, Ma'am" Diftha said once again as she returned to meet Ms. Maria, whose face was already hardened. Even with Mr. Rudi who seems to have accepted sincerely the sudden departure of Shara.

"Shara's departure is the answer to Shara's stubborn desire."

"Even God wouldn't want Shara to betray Him, Diftha!" Said Ms. Maria while holding her rosary necklace.

"Yes, ma'am" replied Diftha.

"Mother instead of denouncing your religion and your faith, Diftha! I'm sure that all religions should teach kindness."

"Mother is not willing if Shara, who has been a child of God since childhood, suddenly turned away just because of a blind love."

"Love and marriage should make Shara's faith stronger and not make Shara go wrong."

"You know what Mom means, right?" Tukas Bu Maria once again made Diftha nod.

"Diftha understands, Mom!"

"Diftha actually warned Shara and never once did Diftha influence or force Shara to convert to follow Diftha...." Diftha's voice momentarily choked.

"But Shara was so stubborn, and she insisted on converting. Though Diftha knew very well that Shara's little heart actually refused-"

"In Shara's heart was already imprinted about the God that she was sure of," Bu Maria cut off quickly and Diftha simply nodded once more.

"May Shara rest in peace in heaven, ma'am!" Diftha said once more before the man said goodbye.

Diftha also cross paths with Saskia again as she and Gizta are about to leave the funeral home. Saskia stared at Gizta for a while, before she entered the funeral home.

"Let's go home!" Take Diftha and then to her sister.

"Sister-cha-ra-ra-at-ma-kam-kan-ka-pan?" Ask Gizta to Diftha who is still soluble in her daydream.

"Bang-" Gizta spoke louder.

"What?" Tanya Diftha stuttered.

"Sister-cha-ra-ra-at-ma-kam-kan-ka-pan?" Gizta repeated her question.

Diftha did not immediately reply, and the man instead crouched down beside Gizta's wheelchair.

"Why not just be buried, sir?" Ask Ms. Maria to Mr. Rudi, when the two Shara's parents were discussing Shara's funeral plans. Diftha who sat a little away from Mr. Rudi and Ms. Maria only heard vaguely about the deal discussed by the middle-aged couple.

"This is Shara's own request, Buk! Shara would be disappointed if we didn't comply with her last request." Said Mr. Rudi then answered Ms. Maria's question.

"Later the ashes that we will bury," continued Mr. Rudi again who immediately made Ms. Maria nod in agreement.

"Bang--" Gizta's rebuke instantly jerks Diftha's daydream.

"Kak Chara's body will be cremated and not buried, Gizta," said Diftha finally told the sister who immediately looked confused.

"Most importantly, Gizta had already said goodbye to Kak Chara."

"Never forget all the kindness that Kak Chara has done to Gizta and the valuable lessons that Kak Chara has taught."

"Yes!" Diftha's advice was at length on the younger brother. Diftha's hand had also rubbed Gizta's head Now.

"Giz-ta-a-kan-remember," replied Gizta earnestly

"Let's go home!" Take Diftha once again while pushing Gizta's wheelchair towards the parking lot.

Just after Diftha's car drove away, Saskia exited the funeral home, then stared at Diftha's white car that had driven away. Saskia rem*s a small book in her grasp, which she accidentally finds in Shara's room.

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"Is there still no substitute therapist for Gizta who can come home?" Tanya Diftha began to despair. Diftha looked at her sister who had lost her spirit in recent months to continue her therapy.

Either because Gizta now has to go back to the therapy clinic and can no longer do therapy at home, or this still has something to do with Shara's departure.

"We're working on it so far, sir! Later if there is certainly going to be directly we contact," the appointment of employees at the therapy clinic who are only able to make Diftha sigh.

"All right! I wait for the good news," concluded Diftha finally a little mince-talk. Diftha then pushed Gizta's wheelchair out of the therapy clinic.

"Hey! Why glum?" Diftha ruffled Gizta's hair, hoping that her sister would frown or get angry, then grumbled at Diftha.

But there was no answer or change in expression from Gizta.

"You want to go to the mall? Mumpung Abang holiday," invite Diftha then who change offer something else.

"Giz-ta-mau-u-dah-an-"

"Te-ra-pi-nya," said Gizta who finally opened her voice.

"Why is that? Gizta doesn't want to heal?" Cecar Diftha who immediately looked seriously at the younger brother.

"Ti-dak-" replied Gizta briefly.

Diftha of course immediately rubbed his own face.

"We'll talk later at home!" Diftha finally broke up while pushing Gizta's wheelchair out of the therapy clinic. Diftha then deftly moved Gizta into the car, and just as Diftha was already sitting behind the wheel, the man's phone suddenly rang.

"Hello, good day, Doc!" Greet Diftha to the doctor across the phone.

"Diftha, have you contacted Doctor Saskia as I suggested a few months ago?"

"Doctor Saskia?" Diftha muttered to herself and tried to remember, the moment when the doctor who handled Gizta gave a recommendation that Diftha consulted Doctor Saskia. The doctor even gave Saskia doctor contact which until now is still stored neatly, and only helps to fill the contact storage space on Diftha's phone only.

Diftha has not contacted Dr. Saskia at all.

"Diftha!"

"I-yes, Doc!" Diftha finally answered and opened her voice.

"Have you called Doctor Saskia?"

"Be-yet!" Diftha replied still stuttering.

"Contact him now! I heard from today that Doctor Saskia has moved to this town."

"Yes, Doc!" Diftha replied along with the disconnected phone.

Diftha then opened her cell phone contact and searched for Doctor Saskia's name there.

"Here we go!" Diftha muttered again while opening the contact he named doctor Saskia. But Diftha was a little surprised when he saw the face of a girl who became a profile photo of the contact.

"Isn't this...." Diftha muttered to himself and of course that face was completely familiar to Diftha.

"Sister Kia is a doctor and happens to be now taking a neurology specialist."

"Hopefully Gizta can be handled by Kak Kia."

"Kia? Saskia?" Diftha again muttered as he guessed. Suddenly his hand became hesitant to contact Doctor Saskia and make an appointment to meet.

It would be so awkward!

"Bang-" Gizta's rebuke instantly jerks Diftha's daydream.

"Yes!" Diftha replied while saving her phone and not sending a message to Saskia.

"To-na-pa-pa-be-lum-ja-lan?" Ask Gizta from the back seat.

"This is going to go," said Diftha while turning on the engine of his car.

"Bang-" call Gizta again from the back seat.

"Yes, Gizta! You wanna stop by one place?" Bargain Diftha while staying focused on driving.

"Ke-su-per-mar-ket-" said Gizta who immediately made Diftha nod.

"All right, we're going to the supermarket!" Tukas Diftha drove his car to the supermarket.

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