The Second Wife

Part 147 # News of Grief

The gentle swipe on his back only he responded with a nod, he could not even say anything. Just nodding as if answering that he was okay, he was patient and sincere. Although to be honest, in his chest still feel tight and sick. Even in his pain, he was speechless.

The funeral was over, the man in black still sat quietly in his place, next to the grave which was still very wet. Petals of fresh flowers studded so much on it, wooden headstones have been stuck there.

There were still some mourners accompanying him, giving strength so that he could strongly accept this more than a month ordeal he had experienced.

Another man squatted next to him, again the man rubbed the grieving man's back. It says, "patience, Mas. I can only ask for patience. Please pray and pray that he will be calm there, and find the best place in heaven."

The grieving man was Alfin, and he just nodded with what Arya said. Yes, the other man accompanying her was Arya.

Both were silent, their hands on the tomb. Until the woman behind them called.

"Mas" he said, which made the two men look at each other. He smiled towards the two, "we should have gone home, we've been here too long," he said.

Alfin turned his head towards Arya, "please, I still want to be here," he said.

Arya was silent, but his wife opened her voice again. "Mmm, Al, we can't stay here, we've been a long time. Even the others have come home from an hour ago" he said.

Alfin exhaled a rough breath, then agreed to what the ex-wife said. Because it's true, that they've been there a long time.

Alfin walked first, of course with slow steps and with his head back and forth looking back. I don't think he can leave the person he loves so much behind. In the final resting place of man.

At last, riding in his ex's car, he went home. Sitting next to someone who is now the husband of his ex-wife.

However, the three humans were silent, even reaching the house in front of him filled with flower arrangements with condolences.

Alfin got out of the car and walked into the house. On the seat back p a n t a t her on the sofa which next to her already sat the abi, and the other men. Like Ilyas' father, Yahya and Zaenal's father. While the other women are on the inside and outside, because there are mourners who have not come home and there are also new ones coming.

Meanwhile, in front of the house, quite far away, the little boy was being given a little lecture by the mother. "Why, Qa? Taqa should not be like that, Your father is now sad again, and it should not be for the child to entertain, accompany," said the mother.

Taqa only looked down, not daring to answer anything. Until his mother was silent for a long time, he spoke. "Keep, if I'm sad, why don't you come, make me entertain, ma'am?" ask the boy with teary eyes.

Yasmine was silent in her place, staring at the son. "Sorry, Qa," he said feeling guilty.

The son and mother looked at each other with sad faces. "Mom, I'm sad to see you like that. But I was also sprained, father was never there for me," again the boy said his heart.

A gentle rub on her shoulder made Yasmine turn her head, it turned out that Arya was the one who came. The man smiled and, "he was a little girl, Mom. Understand what you say. Let it be, later we tell slowly, as if he still has the affection, only the disappointment is still greater."

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"Why didn't Mom tell me she wasn't conscious, Mom?" yasmine asked the mother sitting next to her.

She and her husband and son have returned to their father's house to change their clothes. And now, he was sitting with his mother, brother and sister-in-law and also the father. While her husband was accompanying the child who asked for a break in the room.

"Mom, if mom and the others tell you, I'm bus-"

"Arya," said the four at the same time, who immediately stopped what Yasmine had said. Even the four people were both looking towards him in annoyance.

The woman was just silent, yes she understood what the four humans meant. Yes, she knows she has a husband now, but to just help there's no harm.

"You've got a bigger responsibility, Yas. He's got a lot to take care of here. We don't want to see you in trouble if you find out, and will go back and forth here and there" Yahya said slowly.

"We're always there for him and the twins, you calm down. After all, if you know, what can change everything, no." continued the man who is Yasmine's brother, he even stood up from his seat and moved next to his sister, for the sake of embracing from beside the beautiful woman who used to be very spoiled for him.

"We know you love Alifa, and so does Alifa. But now you have a husband. You know, if your husband doesn't allow you to meet him, you have to be willing and sincere. So, prioritize your husband, "so said the man again.

Yasmine looked at her beloved sister. "I know that, Brother. But as far as I know the news," he said slowly. "But, never mind, it's all done" continued Yasmine.

"Mom and Dad, me and Zahra always go to Mama's house, take care of Lisha and Lisi, they already look cute and adorable, tomorrow we can go there."

Yasmine nodded in agreement.

"I still can't believe, last time I met, Umi was still ordinary," Yasmine said after a long time they were silent.

"We will not know about the death of 'Kan Yas, when he came," said the mother who is now holding the child's hand.

"Last week, I was even still talking to Yas, with Umi," Zahra continued. "Just right, Umi said her chest hurts more and more every day."

Everyone went back to silence, dissolving in the sadness of losing. All of a sudden, there was bad news early in the morning. When Widia's mother told Rawiah's mother that her iron died after dawn prayers with her husband. That's abi Sofyan.

In addition to the pain that has often been felt, maybe it has been until now just the limit of the breath of a good woman who has met several times with her grandchildren. Especially with Taqa, only once.