The Love Story of Haifa

45. Towards the Tomb of Vishnu.

Today is the seventh day Vishnu died. Haifa was getting ready to go to her husband's grave. He will go to the tomb together with Vienna.

“Come, Ma'am we go now,” said Haifa who was ready to leave.

But Vienna just sat samtai while playing his phone.

“Mbak Vienna, so come to the tomb not?” ask Haifa.

Vienna stopped playing his phone.

“So follow. Again waiting for Fikri and Fahri they want to come to the tomb,” replied Vienna.

“You can reach them?” haifa asked with full of prints.

“They want to go to the tomb of Mas Vishnu,” replied Vienna.

“Ya. We wait for them to come,” Haifa said.

Haifa sat next to Vienna.

Suddenly Mr. Tono was nongol at the door to the garage.

“Non Vienna, there are Non Vienna friends in front,” said Mr. Tono.

“All wait, Sir,” says Vienna.

“Ya, Non,” said Mr. Tono.

Mr. Tono came back to the front.

“Come Haifa. They have come,” said Vienna who immediately stood up.

“Iya.”

Vienna and Haifa came out through the garage. In front of the house was Fikri and Fahri who were waiting for them.

“We leave now,” Vienna told Fikri and Fahri.

Vienna walked towards Fahri's car parked in front of the house.

“Mbak Vienna, where are you going? This is his car,” Haifa asked as she pointed to the car of the late Vishnu.

“We took the car Fahri,” replied Vienna.

Haifa recalled her folding chair that was stored in the trunk of the car.

“Pak, please open the trunk,” Haifa told Pak Tono.

Mr. Tono opened the trunk of the car. Haifa took a folding chair from inside the trunk and took it to Fahri's car.

“What is it?” asked Fahri who was still waiting for Haifa.

“Fold chairs to sit on the tomb,” Haifa replied.

Haifa hesitantly gave Fahri a folding chair. Fahri brought a folding chair to his car and he put it in the trunk.

Haifa got into the car. When he was about to close the car door, Fahri helped close the car door. Then Fahri got in the car and started the car. The car rolled out of Mr. Broto's residence.

“Where is Mas Vishnu's tomb?” ask Fahri.

“In the Land of the Cabler,” Haifa replied.

“You know the place, don't you?” ask Vienna.

“Tau, Mbak,” Haifa replied.

Fahri drove his car to TPU Land Driver.

Along the way Haifa just daydreamed while looking at the road. Vienna spoke to Fikri and Fahri.

Finally they arrived at TPU Tanah Kusir. Fahri parked his car. They got out of Fahri's car. Fahri took a folding chair from the trunk of the car.

“Let me bring my own,” said Haifa was about to take a folding chair out of Fahri's hand.

“Do not! Let me take it,” said Fahri.

Vienna approached both.

“What do you bring Haifa?” ask Vienna.

“Bring folding chair, Ma'am. Mas Wira's. Let her feet not tingle,” Haifa replied.

“Oh..”

Haifapun walked towards the tomb of Vishnu followed by Vienna and Viennese friends from behind. They also arrived at Vishnu's tomb. Fahri put a folding chair in a flat place.

“Thank you,” says Haifa.

Haifa sat on a chair, and then she started reading the Qur’an. Haifa did not long read Al Qu’an, because it is not nice to Vienna friends if you have to wait a long time. Haifa closed the Qur’an and put it in her bag. He saw Vienna still praying Mas Vishnu. Haifa waited until Vienna finished praying.

“Already?” ask Vienna when looking at Haifa who has finished reading the Qur’an.

“Already, Ma'am,” Haifa replied.

Haifa stood up and folded her chair.

“I brought you,” said Fahri while taking a folding chair out of Haifa's hand.

“Thank you,” says Haifa.

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ntar afternoon doomed again. Deche wants to sleep first.not strong, sleepy really.