The Love Story of Haifa

42. Public Funeral Venues.

“What do you mean?” Ask Haifa to the Hero.

The hero turned to Haifa for a moment.

“Mas Wisnu before dying leave you to me,” replied Wira.

“Even a few hours before Mas Vishnu died, he still had time to send a message. He told me to go home. When I called back Mas Vishnu had turned off his phone,” Wira said as she occasionally turned to Haifa.

Haifa turned back to face forward, then sighed. It seems her husband has a premonition.

“Now you two are my responsibility. I will take care of all your needs. Even I will finance Dodi school,” said Wira.

“I don't want to be a burden on Mas Wira. After this baby is born I will go back to Sumedang and work there,” Haifa said.

“You are not my burden. I am the legal guardian of the child in your womb. I want you to focus on taking care of my niece. Enough I work,” said Wira.

“I will return to Indonesia and work at Papah's company. I also have a cafe whose results can meet your needs every month. So you don't have to worry,” Wira said again.

“But we cannot forever be a burden on Mas Wira. One day Mas Wira will definitely get married and have a family. The children and wife of Mas Wira would not accept if Mas Wira had to finance us both,” Haifa said.

“Do not worry. To this day I have not found the right woman to be my wife. So I can still focus on the two of you,” Wira said with a smile to Haifa.

Wira turned his car towards TPU Tanah Kusir. Then he parked his car in the parking lot.

“It's here, let's get down!” Vishnu opened his seatbelt.

“You still remember the place, right?” Ask Vishnu.

Haifa replied with a shrug of her head.

“It's okay. Later we ask the tomb officer,” said Wira.

The woman opened the car door and got out of the car. He went first, Haifa followed him from behind. Wira asked the tomb of Vishnu to the tomb officer. They were escorted by the tomb attendant to the tomb of Vishnu. Finally they arrived at Vishnu's tomb.

“Thank you, sir,” said Wira while giving money of ten thousand rupiah to the tomb officer.

Wira and Haifa crouched next to Vishnu's tomb. Haifa recited the short verses of the Qur’ while rubbing her stomach. The baby in the womb is moving can not be silent.

Long enough they were in Haifa's cemetery still reluctant to move on from there. He continued to recite the verses of the Qur’an while occasionally wiping tears on his pip. The hero glanced at the clock that coiled his wrist. Time has shown at eight. They've been here an hour.

“Haifa, we go home yuk. We've been here a long time,” invite Wira.

But Haifa just shook her head. He still reads the Qur’an.

“You haven't had breakfast,” Wira said.

Haifa stopped reading the Qur’an.

“Mas Wira hungry? In the car there is food,” Haifa said then continued reading Al Qur’annya.

The hero is approaching Haifa.

“Haifa, Mas Wira knows you're still grieving. But do not fall into sorrow. Your journey is long. There are children in your womb who need attention,” said Wira.

“We're home, yes! Poor baby hungry,” invite Wira.

True what the hero said. There was no point in him dissolving into grief, nor would he be able to return Vishnu to his side.

Haifa closed the Qur’annya, then tried to stand up. But it was difficult because his feet were tingling.

“Why?” Tanya Wira saw Haifa having trouble standing up.

“Temple,” Reply Haifa.

The hero extended his hand.

“Hold my hand,” Wira said.

But Haifa did not want to hold the hand of the hero.

“Why? Want In a Carp?” Ask Wira.

Haifa quickly shook her head.

“You hold hands or want to hold? Choose one,” says Wira.

Haifa prefers to wake up on her own. With great effort he stood alone, until he could finally stand up. But because Haifa's feet stepped on the slippery rock, Haifa's body became hollow. Haifa almost fell backwards. With raflek Wira holding Haifa's back.

“Almost,” said the Hero who held Haifa's back.

“Other times should be more careful! Pregnant women should not fall!” exclaim Hero.

“Thank you,” says Haifa.

“If you are here, bring a folding chair! Put the seat in the trunk of the car!” exclaim Hero.

“Iya,” Haifa reply.

“You made me hang.” The hero still babbles.

“Mas Wira is like a woman,” Haifa said.

“I bring because of your behavior that endangers the baby in the womb,” replied Wira.

“Iya, sorry,” Haifa said with guilt.

“Do not repeat again!” exclaim Hero.

“Iya, Mas,” says Haifa.

“You go first!” said Wira.

“Why?” Tanya Wira looked at Haifa who kept paying attention to the chicken porridge cart.

“Mau chicken porridge,” Haifa replied.

“Bby, but eat it in the car!” said Wira.

“Iya,” Haifa replied with pleasure.

“Mas Wira want chicken porridge?” Ask Haifa.

“No. I want to eat lunch,” replied Wira.

Haifa approached the porridgeist and ordered the porridge. While Wira got into the car and ate the provisions brought by Mother Euis.

Haifa got into the car while carrying a bowl of porridge. The hero noticed the porridge brought by Haifa.

“That sambelnya not less?” sindir Wira's.

“He..he...he..If less spicy it does not taste good,” Haifa replied.

The hero breathed.

“Ntar abdominal pain,” says Wira.

“No going,” Haifa replied.

Haifa stirred up the porridge and ate it little by little.

“Enak?” Tanya Wira saw Haifa eating a little.

“Enak, Mass. Just still arrows,” Haifa replied.

“Alhamdullilah if delicious. Eat a lot,” Wira said.

The hero finished his meal, then took the drinking water from inside the bag.

“One more what?” hero pointed at the box one more.

“Kue the rest of the review yesterday,” replied Hifa.

The hero opened the box and took the nagasari cake. Then the hero ate it.

“Still good,” said Wira while chewing nagasari cake.

“Kata Mamah has been heated again,” said Haifa.

Haifa had finished eating her porridge. He immediately went out of the car.

“Do not come out! Let his brother come here,” said Wira.

The hero got out of the car and called the porridge .

“Porting Bang!” call Hero.

The porridge maker approached Wira, Wira gave a bowl to the Porridge Builder.

“How much, Bang?” Ask Wira.

“Eight thousand rupiah, Sir,” replied the Butcher.

Wira gave ten thousand rupiah.

“Not to be returned!” said Wira.

“Thank you, Sir,” said Porridge rep.

“Hmmm,” Wira said while nodding.

The hero gets into the car and starts the engine.

“Still want to eat something?” Ask the girl while closing the door.

“You eat this.” Haifa picked up a goody bag containing provisions.

Wira gawked at him.

“Still load?” Ask the hero in disbelief.

“Still,” Haifa replied while picking up the supply box.

“Nothing. As long as the baby is healthy,” said Wira while driving the car out of the TPU parking lot.

“Where are you going?” Ask the driver while driving.

“Ngot anywhere else. Later tonight want to go to the obstetrician,” Haifa replied while bribing her food.

“What time?” Ask Wira.

“Jam seven,” Haifa reply.

“Later to deliver,” says Wira.

“Nevent gone, Mas. Let's be the same, Mr. Tono. It's a long time, it can be up to ten nights,” said Haifa.

“Nothing. I still think I'm here. Later if I have returned to Bangkok, replace Mr. Tono who drove you,” said Wira.

“Terserah Mas Wira deh. But don't be fussy if the delay waits,” said Haifa.

“Quiet aja. I will not be chatty,” replied Wira.