The Crack of a Glass

Chapter 45: Half of my soul seems to go ...

Shortly after arriving at the hospital, the kheil masters, Momy Lio and Gisel rushed to the special room where the corpse was washed.

They just wait at the door. Momy Lio never stopped crying thinking about her daughter-in-law.

"Momy," rebuked Gisel as he embraced Momy Lio to calm her down. Momy Lio just nodded but still she could not hold back her tears.

As for Mr. Kheil, he looked even tougher. His mind was still thinking about the fate of Azzura and Close's marriage which could be likened to being on the edge of the horn.

Verily his little heart still felt the shock of the actions and vile deeds of the son.

"Close, daddy never taught you to be rude let alone to do physical violence to women. What makes daddy shock more, you've hurt your wife's mind. You can often bring the woman to sleep in your house even often do forbidden relationships, regardless of Azzura's feelings. Really outrageous of you!!" mister Kheil muttered so grimly.

After waiting for almost thirty minutes, Azzura and the medical team finally came out of the special room.

Even now Azzura's mother has been wrapped in a shroud. Just take it to his house to pray.

With a flat and lethargic face, Azzura approached his two in-laws and brother-in-law.

"Momy," he said as well as feeling worried about the health condition of momy Lio who has not fully recovered. "Why did Momy come here? Momy was still recovering, "he whispered as he hugged her.

"Honey, under these circumstances, you're still worried about Momy. Look atyou?" momy said with a choked voice. "Momy was worried about you."

"Gisel, please lead momy," pinta Zu. "Daddy, I'd better go straight to my house. There is already Yoga and Pras uncle," orders Zu who now looks more rigid.

Yet still his face implied deep sorrow.

"Come here, son," pinta daddy. Azzura only complies. Mr. Kheil hugged her again while stroking her back. "I'm sorry, daddy and momy, son," said daddy almost whispering.

In the footsteps of his father-in-law, Azzura nodded. A clear crystal fell from the end of his eye.

"Whatever decision you will take, daddy will still receive with a chest of air. But daddy's asking not now, because momy's not in a stable condition anymore. Momy has a history of heart disease" whispered daddy.

Azzura nodded back then loosened his embrace. "Yes, Daddy went home first. Wait for me there, I'll catch up with the ambulance," Zu said and rubbed his eyes.

After that, Mr. Kheil took his wife and son back to the parking lot to go to the funeral home. Shortly after being in the parking lot they cross paths with Close who was just about to enter the hospital.

"Daddy, Momy, Gisel," he rebuked.

"Your parents are finished in the bath and have been forgiven, will soon be taken to the funeral home," explained daddy to the point in a cold tone.

"Close, you'd better go with your wife" momy said.

"All right."

"Azzura was still in the nursery where her mother was packing," continued daddy without turning her head. He still felt disappointment at the attitude of his eldest son.

Close only nodded then accelerated his pace towards ward three. While Mr. Kheil again continued his steps towards the parking lot.

A moment after being in the doorway, Close instantly opened the door. Realizing that someone was opening the door of the room, Azzura turned a glance.

When she found out it was her husband, she resumed her activities of packing her belongings.

"Azzura," he rebuked. "Let me help" he continued, offering help. Azzura only nodded as she felt that this was not the time when she should have a tongue-lick with her husband.

Close also began to help him pack the relics of the mother who was still in the room.

After packing the things in the room, and feeling that nothing was left behind, Azzura asked her husband to leave her first.

"Close, you better go first. Please bring all this stuff to my house. I want to be alone for a moment," pinta Zu with a face and a flat tone.

"But ..."

"I beg you," sizzled Zu.

"All right," said Close.

"I'll catch up with the ambulance" Zu said.

Close only nodded resignedly but with a heavy heart left the room. After that, Azzura sent a short message to his best friend Nanda.

⁇ ️: Nanda, mother has left us. Go home and wait for me there.

After Close died, Azzura sat on a bed of patients who had been occupied by the mother for the past six months. Her tears were shedding so hard while stroking the bed.

"Mother," she cried. "I'm sorry I still can't make you happy. I'm sorry I lied so much about my marriage. I'm sorry I haven't had the time to take mom to the top" he said with a whim, staring at the now empty nano bed.

Shortly after, Aida and Farhan greeted him.

"Zu .. come ... the ambulance is ready" Aida said.

"Zu .. who is strong, patient, strong and willing to let go of the mother" continued Farhan.

"God willing, Brother. Thank you for always being there to strengthen me," Zu replied and moved from his seat.

He approached Aida and Farhan and embraced both.

"Zu .. remember ... God does not promise the sky is always blue, flowers are always blooming, and the sun is always shining. But know that He always gives the rainbow in every storm, the laughter in every tear, and the answer of every prayer" Aida said.

"Yes, brother," he said.

Azzura just nodded then hugged Aida's arm and followed Farhan's steps towards the ambulance that was waiting for them.

Shortly after being in the hearse, Azzura hugged his mother's body, which was now wrapped in a shroud. He looked stronger as he continued to look at his mother's face.

Farhan and Aida sitting beside him continued to hold tightly to Azzura's fingers to strengthen the girl and hinted if she was not alone.

After about an hour of travel, they finally arrived at the funeral home.

"Mother .. we have arrived" said Zu.

Mr. Prasetya, Yoga, Close and Mr. Kheil approached the ambulance.

"Let me and Mr. Kheil alone carry the body of Isma's mother into the house" said Mr. Prasetya.

After that, the two middle-aged men both lifted the body of Isma ma'am into the house to pray.

Shortly after being inside the house, Nanda, Fahira's mother, Gisel and momy Lio approach him.

"Mother, Nanda," she hugged the two.

"Patience, son," whispered the mother.

"Zu .. I'm so sorry" Nanda cried.

Azzura was only able to nod and cry. After that they sat together.

While Close since then he continues to pay attention to his wife among the women who surround him.

His heart was broken and filled for the last six months, when he beat his wife often, not even a single drop of his tears.

But today, he just saw the fragile side of his wife. It wasn't her punches or swear words that made her cry but her mother's departure for good.

"I'm sorry .. I hope there's still a chance for me to fix all my mistakes for you."

Shortly afterwards, Close came forward to the front shaf to join her father-in-law's body.

As soon as the priest's voice stopped and asked for the body to be moved to the coffin, Azzura's cry grew more and more bitter.

With a gontai step he followed the coffin that will be brought to the cemetery using an ambulance.

I could not bear to see Azzura crying. Uncle Pras held him tightly and whispered,

"Son Azzura, don't assume you're alone, there's your uncle, mother, father-in-law, your best friend, uncle's son and Aida's." Mr. Prasetya has no power to hold back his tears.

"Dad .." said Zu with a bit of a whim in the arms of his father's friend.

"Yes, it's dad. Uncle is also your father, since long ago you have considered uncle as a father. If you're comfortable calling that name, uncle doesn't mind" he whispered again, stroking the girl's back.

"It's not like this, we have to take your mother to the last place with your late father."

Again from a distance not too far away, Close looked at the two with a feeling of jealousy. But he immediately dismissed that feeling because he had to take a delivery.

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At the cemetery ...

Close, Mr. Prasetya, Mr. Kheil, Yoga and Farhan come down to the burrow to put the bodies of Isma and Azzura's late father.

As soon as he finished, Prasetya asked them to go back upstairs and he himself would proclaim the adhan one last time for Isma's mother.

With a vibrating sound, the sound of the azan began to be echoed to completion and continued by being lowered to the ground to the pit until it was finished and implanted gravestones bearing the names of Azzura's mother and father.

Minutes passed after the prayer, one by one the mourners began to leave the burial ground. But not for Azzura.

He hugged his parents' tombstone while crying bitterly. Despite being invited home by Pras' uncle, he refused and asked them to leave him alone.

Azzura continued to cry hugging the tombstone while stroking it. "O Allah .. half of my soul seems to be gone" he cried out.

The day increasingly shows dark signs even the sky as if it also feels the sadness of the hijab girl. Cloudy accompanied by wind that began to blow slowly.

Soon the rain began to fall and wet his body. He still hugged the tombstone while crying.

From a distance that is not too far away, Close who had chosen not to come home continued to stand watching his wife who had been crying since.

He took a slow step and rebuked her.

"Azzura, you can get sick if you keep raining like this" Close said. "Let's go home" he asked.

Azzura looked up at her, one word for her husband was HATE. But she did not want to argue at this time and chose to stand up and agree to her husband's invitation.

In the wet, both of them sat in the car with no one to open their voices, until they arrived home.

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