The Primadona

chapter 49 Just a prayer accompanies

Chapter 49

Upon arriving, I headed straight for the place of the row of mourners. Seen by me Amar was talking to a man who was not foreign to me.

It was like giving a raw bogem to Bima's face. It feels sick to see his pretentious and pretentious babble. He has become a competitor to Adie's business. Over and over again he took the men recruited by Adie. With great difficulty from several villages, with persuasion, then provide special training on how to speak the word. When it is finished polished in such a way that Bima imitates with a much larger contract nominal. Clearly, many fled to him.

"Obviously, your face, Bum!" Bima ahead of greeting. But his style makes me not like it. Moreover, he came surrounded by several bodyguards. Made a few eyes on us.

"We have a lot of hidden problems, Bima. It's good we're talking four eyes." I whispered while taking a sitting position next to him, we were both standing.

"Alright, that's what I want too." Bima.

"When can we meet? Soon it was much better, considering Bianca would soon be giving birth." Hearing my words Bima gasped.

"Bianca's pregnant?"

"Yes, so don't forget to be a man."

"Shut your mouth, Earth! Don't make my blood boil. Then peck the commotion here." The earth is angry at my words.

After performing a final homage to Adie's body on the altar. The earth rushed out of the area. Before Earth came back to me and gave me a business card. He asked me to come to his cage to talk about Bianca.

Obviously when I married Bianca the idahic period for an ex-wife, wasn't over. A month later, Bianca was pregnant. However, it seems that she deliberately hid from me proved according to surtyah soon Bianca will give birth. It was a sign that he was already two-bodied, making me even more unwilling to return to continue the household with him.

To be honest when Bianca came to Jakarta looking for me at that time, instinct as a man, I also did not have the heart for him.

As bright as I wish, I want Bima to look at Bianca if that is her seed she must take responsibility. But if I don't, I'll take responsibility. As a man I will be the father of the baby Bianca conceived.

After Adie's father was satisfied to enjoy the calm face of my best friend in the crate, we decided to go home first. Still, the old man's tears returned, especially when Amar told him that Caroline had kept her promise.

For the first time Adie's father hugged his grandson. But, baby. Caroline's arrival was just a moment, then left and the Flower again without her baby, it made a grandfather's heart hit, indeed the face of my best friend's son was like a betel nut split in two. Really Adie's face plagiarized version bule.

Arriving at my apartment, Amar again gave news to the family in the village. Telling her that tomorrow Adie's body will be cremated. I heard crying on the other end of the phone. The cry of God's lafadz reverberated, they were hysterical.

As well as Adie's father, the old man was more silent now. Even during prayer, he prayed long enough, the sound of Surah Yasin was read three times.

My eyes could not resist the drowsiness, perhaps the medicinal effect Dimas gave. So that my guest has not slept, I just say goodbye to lay down first. Samar, the more faint-sayup heard the fourth voice telling a story. I did not feel my eyes slumber until I woke up in the morning, when I went out Amar and the three were ready with neat makeup and chatting accompanied by hot coffee.

Even the gojek that usually delivers catering has arrived, last night I deliberately gave money to Amar, because my body felt a little feverish again.

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After finishing breakfast we immediately went to the funeral home, because the clock showed the cremation schedule in a moment. With my mind and chest rumbling, we got in the car. Finally arrived too. Before getting out of the car, Adie's father looked up at his hands asking for a moment's prayer, we guaranteed together.

Dressed in white clothes (robes) and white peci, Adie's father looks much more robust. I didn't even expect him to be this strong. Even when Amar tells her to toughen up, Adie's father beats her and says that he is already a clairvoyant.

Adie's a good boy, a family fighter. Therefore their lives become worthy and very adequate. Whatever his son's work, he will ask Allah SWT to give His heaven for his son. However, Adie has successfully dispatched both parents to the Holy Land of Makkah. Of course make any parent proud.

Not only that, Adie is very generous, the whole village knows that. Last night was held Yasin and tahlil together, even in the open field. I feel salute to my best friend.

The mourners are much more than yesterday. Caroline lives alone in Jakarta. But his host family is numerous and very compact. Looks like Bima is coming too. To pay their last respects.

After being prayed and all the families were again separated staring at the face in a crate that was stretched stiff by wearing the clothes of the groom. Adie looks handsome in the gray suit she wears during the wedding. Caroline repeatedly rubbed her husband's face gently. So did Adie's father. Finally the lid of the chest (Cit Bok) will be closed by some cremation officers who have been preparing since.

Before the lid of the crate was closed, Adie's father removed the white turban he had worn since arriving, within a few days it was worn as a substitute for a prayer mat. When I offered the prayer, he refused.

Apparently the white turban he gave to his son, Adie's father put the turban on the chest of my best friend, before finally the crate was tightly closed and pushed near the oven by six men in special uniforms.

"Kudu ihklas, yes." Uncle Adie said as he hugged the old man's back. Amar did the same. But his salute looks rigid with fingers continue to play the prayer beads since then, until finally the oven is opened and the crate is inserted, finally closed again as the power button is pressed.

We simultaneously said, "Innalilahi wa innailaihi rojiun."

'Goodbye, my best friend.' My mind hugged the body of the old man who finally shook, my heart, the responsibility shown wavers as well when the oven door is opened and leaves only white ash in a matter of hours my best friend has gone to eternity. He has left without leaving a message let alone a headstone that can be visited if missed.

I didn't feel my eyes glazed over, tears falling. So did Amar and his two uncles. No more words can be said, just look at each other and cuddle when the ashes are already in a beautiful container and justified on Caroline.

Caroline approached us, intending to give the container to be embraced by her in-laws, but Adie's father refused. His hands shook, we finally decided to leave the area immediately.

"I leave it to you, because that's your right. You take him, and you must return my son to your Lord." Before leaving the place Adie's father said in a trembling and soft voice.