The Son of Mr. Gifari

Noblewoman

"Is this the grave of your father and mother? " I nodded weakly without looking at the father. She was very fragrant and clean, I still hugged her tightly. How many times have I felt the strokes and caresses of his hands scouring my hair and my head with affection. I so2 miss caresses like this, I miss my father! my mom!

I sat down near the grave My parents while watching the behavior of the father2 next to me who was like praying. He seemed to rub2 the headstones of my father and my mother long. I cried in silence, realizing I was empty right2 now. Where am I going? I don't have anyone2 anymore! Tiba2 my tiny body fell on the ground and clung to my father's grave. I cried sobbing next to the father2.

"What's your name, son?" that hand caressed my head again. I replied weakly and almost inaudibly. I heard the father took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly.he seemed to wipe the edge of his eyes. I snatched it and sat on his lap while stroking and rubbing my long black hair.

"Does the Holy One think that mom and dad are gone? " he asked me. I nodded weakly, of course they were gone.

"They didn't leave, they're still with us. It's just that their place is different to ours, son.... " His words made me frown trying to examine that sentence.

"So father and mother are not missing? yeah? " i asked while looking at the two graves in front.

"They don't go anywhere2 baby, they just move places. Later uncle (me) and Saints will also follow them (father dn ibh). If the Saints miss them, send them a prayer. They will be very happy with prayer2 Sacred. " I'm speechless, so my mom and dad are still around? huh uh?

"When will my uncle and I catch up with them? I want to catch up with mom's dad now, I also want to join them in moving. "I said expectantly.

"Nobody knows when we'll catch up with person2 like your mom and dad. Nobody knows son. "

"Why is it so hard to see mom and dad back? If only I moved uncle? What kind of places are they? Is there still one sky with Saints? "

"Yes. "

I looked into our conversation just now. I miss you, I miss you mom and dad. I will pray faithfully, I will send prayers every day to them. I will wait for the 2nd time where I will also catch up with them.

"Did the Saints never come home? The sleep saint buried father and mother? " ask again. I nodded weakly, in fact it had been two days more I spent the night in this cemetery.

"Definitely sad dad and mom to see you like this"

"If they are sad they should come back here and accompany Suci again uncle. But they didn't come2 either, father and mother... "

"Well, they want to come, son. It's just that they couldn't, "the father looked at the grave of the father and the mother stared at the two mounds of earth in front of him for a long time.

"Holy... "

I looked back at the face of the father I called uncle, strange! He looked at me with a look that was hard for me to understand.

"Holy, God loves your father and mother more than anyone else in the world. For that he held them and took them...."

I'm speechless....

"Holy should be grateful dear, father and mother are no longer tired and suffer life in this world." continued uncle brought me in memory of hari2 where father and mother are sick and exhausted every time they come home from work. Uncle's words make sense. But still I can not accept the fact they were taken by God. Does God not have mercy now that I live

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"But why doesn't God have mercy on the Saints? He took the father and mother and let the Saints themselves.Hiks the torch" My little sobs burst out.

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"Do Saints know? Most noble people live in solitude? The Prophets are noble 2 people who have lived on this earth and they live without a father or mother even from birth..."

I was silent, I had heard the mother's story about the prophet, they were 2 great men. Mother always read her story every time I sleep, even though the mother was wrong to mention the name of the prophet according to her.

"When the Saints become orphans, God will send a lot of love to the Saints. Many will love the Saints....." Uncle smiled at me with tears in his eyes, I was really bewitched by his word2.

"So don't be sad, son, even if there's no father or mother. God will send you good people whom the Saints will never expect. The saint will be a noble person of this degree...."

"Father and mother will be happy there if you know Suci struggles to be a noble woman, even without them. "

My tears have receded since then, I don't know why I feel comforted by this series of words uncle. It was as if my uncle and I were the son and father who met after being separated for a long time. My heart warms when I look at his shady face.