The Night Hugging the Stars (The Ghost Mystery of the Dark Forest)

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The sun began to rise above the contest signaling the morning began to arrive. The black eyes finally began to open slightly revealing a face full of wounds. Now his consciousness is spreading like a snowflake that first fell. Cold, desolate, only two people he knew sat pensively beside him while holding on to tears.

"Dad... mother..Where is nawang? "the first words spoken when he came to his senses.

A half-old mother approached her son, saying.

"She's still being treated by the doctor son, just pray to leave everything to God and the doctor."

"What really happened to nawang bu, help me to see him. "now his heart began to fidget thinking about the state of the future child and his wife.

His brother took a wheelchair and swept him towards the nawang operating room.

In front of the room there are Pakha, Boy, and both parents who sit waiting for the operation.

When Oci's face was seen on the wheelchair Pakha was unable to resist her sadness at once, her tears immediately broke in Boy's arms.

Oci did not understand all the sights he had seen now.

"What happened to my wife? please tell me the truth because it is my responsibility. "

Abah Oci began to approach his confused son, and he began to explain little by little the circumstances of the charmer and his inescapable son.

Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, his heart felt torn to shreds at this moment.

The world is so hard as a curse. Deteriorating the remaining hope.

The child he had been waiting for had gone before he was born in the world, even he had prepared all the necessities to welcome his birth. It was not the end he expected. Instantly his gaze became directionless blank. It was as if the spirit and brightness of his face were flying through the wind.

Oci's tears were unable to descend his heart felt as if the air around him was empty. The body full of wounds was now growing wounds, heart wounds that could not be described by words. Why did God leave the happy news only for a moment, and now it has taken him away from me before I see his little smiley face in this world. Even my heart wants to hold her small body, hope only hope.Lupuslah already all the wishful thinking in the heart. My body feels numb my heart feels stopped beating. Only sincere words I can get through. Oci's mind raged on what he felt today when he failed to become a father even though the birth of his son was just waiting for the day. It was not this kind of birth that he had hoped for but a birth with the life and petite smile of his son.

Shortly after the doctor and the nurse came out of the operating room, in the hands of the nurse carrying a small body that was helpless. Now the little one has been born but his face has turned blue only to see his body and soul is gone.

All eyes looked on crying looking at the little guy in front of him.

"Sus let me hold my son for the last time" said Oci, his hand looking up to receive the little one.

Sister gave the little baby without life in Oci's lap.

Oci stroked the little face of his son who had turned blue, at that moment his tears fell unable to bear. Seeing his little son was lifeless again, just yesterday he greeted the little guy's kick in his mother's stomach. Now he can only carry the body of his son for the last time.

"My son how can you go first from father, hysterics when father has not had time to pray for you, father has not had time to introduce who your god is. May you be in God's heaven " said Oci in heart.

Then Oci covered his son's face with a shroud.

Meanwhile until now nawang has not been aware of himself but thank God his operation went smoothly he is now moved in the treatment room. The little one was buried in the courtyard of Oci's house when he was allowed to go home by a doctor. It has been two days that Nawang has not regained consciousness.

Oci, Pakha and the whole family always take turns to keep the nawang, not least with Oci he always waits every day beside the nawang. Only nawanglah precious family that he loves he will not let nawang also go like his son.

"So rest let Pakha who takes care of kak nawang, this I bring rice wrap from earlier brother has not eaten" said Pakha.

Oci did not answer Pakha he just shook his head a sign he did not want to leave the nawang.

"Yes already if you still want to accompany kak nawang, I went out for a while yes because there is a lecturer guidance later in the afternoon, this is the reason I stay here later in the meal. "said Pakha then stepped out of the nursery.

Oci is unable to eat if his wife has not been sober.

"It's a shame to realize that I don't want to lose you either" Oci said, kissing the back of his wife's hand.

A few moments later there is a movement of the nawang finger that indicates he has begun to realize.

When the net opened he was already in the hospital only Oci who smiled welcomed his consciousness.

His hand reflexively stroked his stomach but like something strange now his stomach was no longer distended.

"Why is it with my stomach why not distended again, what actually happened to me, where is my son now? "the demands of the question were thrown in the mouth of the handler when he had just come to his senses.

Oci had not had time to answer the question, nawang immediately cried loudly.

"Of patient love, our son is calm by his side, "said Oci as he hugged his wife.

"My son. Mother has not yet had time to carry you why you can go so fast. "

...POETRY FOR THE LITTLE ONE...

A beautiful road in a valley

I really want to see you

Heard your cries and hugged you

I engrave your name in a stone

Goodbye my first son..

In just a moment you are gone

My soul is gone, it feels empty

Spring changes the arid dry

I'll slip a long goodbye

For a moment I remembered

Your pictures make me miss

The little star left me

When I remember you my heart

Uncertain...

Let the wound disappear with time

My heart makes you calm

Go with the shadows

Angan just stay in the memento

I painted it in a portrait of jejergenjang

I kissed a forehead replacement headstone

Bismillah is your name

May thou....

It is a light that can guide me

My little angel.....

I will always remember you in my heart

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A week has passed and finally he was able to get out of the hospital that was very stifling. Oci took his wife to visit the grave of a child he had not seen.

A tombstone bearing the name Bissilah bin Oci was doused with water and flowers. Being kissed by the mother who failed to give birth to herself safely in this world. When his son's headstone in front of the eyes of the handler could not help but cry. He cried while hugging the tombstone of his first son.

"Don't relax there, I'll learn to let you down" said Nawang while putting his last ultrasound at 6 months old.

"Why is our son called Bismillah? "ask nawang curious.

"Bissminah means to imply that all things are done in the name of Allah. Bismilah can also mean asking God for blessing or fluency, so that the departure of our children can give new happiness. "

Nawang only nodded in understanding, the day was getting darker the time he rushed to leave the grave of his son. Oci helps the nawang to stand up then put him in a wheelchair to the car to go home rest.

So first gays.. look forward to interesting stories in the next episode.