THE SOUL OF MAYRA

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Mayra's gaze was glued to a figura on the wall of the living room. He sighed softly, trying to accept a reality that he never expected would happen this fast.

"Mayra"

Someone's call made Mayra turn to the source. Mayra smiled softly and immediately rushed into the arms of the Aunt.

"Tante Rikaaa" Mayra hugged her Tantenya with a sad heart.

Aunt Rika gently rubbed Mayra's head, she gave a warm hug to her nephew.

Long enough to hug each other and also share the sadness, Mayra crucified Aunt Rika.

"Maafkan Mayra, Tant. Mayra terlambat datang ke tanah air." ucap Mayra sendu.

Aunt Rika nodded, "It's okay, Mayra. Do you want to see Grandpa after this?"

"Yes, Tant. Mayra felt sad not to be beside Grandpa when the sakaratul death picked her up. Hicks. hyx..." Mayra sniffed to herself.

Aunt Rika wiped Mayra's tears, "The most important thing is your prayers for Grandpa can not be separated. Now you rest first yes, later in the afternoon you go to Grandpa's house."

"Ndak, Aunt. Mayra will look at Grandpa right now, Mayra wants to meet Grandpa soon and pray for him." Mayra replied.

"No, Mayra! You're out of the long journey, now you better rest first. Are you going to Meyna's graduation?" said Aunt Rica.

Mayra who looked down immediately looked up, he just remembered that today Meyna graduated from the aliyah/SMA level.

"Astagfiirullah, I forgot Tant. Mayra's permission to come, Tant? Mayra also wants to see Meyna wear a toga, Mayra wants to replace Grandpa" Mayra pleaded.

Aunt Rika sighed, then nodded.

"Now rest first!, later before leaving for ponpes we stop by Grandpa's grave. Ba'da isya' kok graduation event." said Aunt Rika back.

Mayra nodded.

As Mayra steps up the stairs to her room, Meyna is seen coming down the stairs. Mayra's smile went to her foster sister.

"Sir Mayra?! New brother coming?" meyna.

"Mey, how are you? Yes, new brother is coming." Mayra replied.

"Alhamdulillah well, Brother. Mayra's sister's coming to my graduation, right?"

Mayra nodded with a sweet smile.

"Mey, let Sister Mayra rest first huh. You also rest, later in the afternoon we will leave for ponpes." said Aunt Rika.

"Yes, Tant."

"Sister, let's rest! Here I help you get the suitcase." Meyna told Mayra.

"No, Mey. Shukron before, yuk ride!" reply Mayra softly.

Mayra and Meyna step into their rooms.

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Cairo, Egypt..

Furqon was busy reading his book while accompanied by Alif, his best friend there. However, Furqon's mind did not focus on the book he was reading. In her mind, Mayra thought of the feelings she felt for Mayra.

Until he woke up and immediately took a stand.

"Astagfirullah"

Alif turned his head towards Furqon, he frowned at Furqon.

"What's wrong with you, Fur? kok istigfar." said Alif.

Furqon misbehaved, "N-ndak what is it, Lif. Just less focus on my mind."

Alif smiled, as if he could guess Furqon's mind.

"You must have thought of Mayra, right? I'm asking you, Fur. Instead of thinking continue to mending directly halalin aja." said Alif menjahili Furqon.

Furqon smiled, "This is you, Lif. Could it be that talking, indeed ngehalalin is easy hmmm? You also think yourself there, quickly find a partner. Cook want to keep going through my nempel, thought orange eat orange."

Alif laughed "Ha ha ha, there is - there is only you, Fur. I'm normal too, Fur. No way I'm eating oranges, you son of a bitch!"

Furqon bobbin - head bobble.

"Already, Lif! I want to read more, you also remember one more week we graduate?" furqon is called Alif.

"After graduation, you want to go back to Indonesia? or do you want to continue your S2, Fur?" ask Alif.

Furqon was silent for a moment, he almost forgot to make his next choice. Furqon is two years old with Mayra, of course Furqon graduated first than Mayra.

"It looks like I'm coming home to Indonesia, Lif." Furqon replied hesitantly.

"Doubt it, Fur? What's making you worried?" reply Alif.

Furqon shook his head making Alif sigh.

Am I Mayra's ta'aruf? It's been almost three years that I have had a taste of her, but I haven't dared to speak it out. O Lord, if he is the soul mate of You then unite, if he is just a filler of my empty heart then let me sincerely let go.

inner Furqon.

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Not to forget before going to visit Grandpa's grave in block G, Mayra bought flowers to be sown in his grave later.

Mounds of land that look still wet with a sprinkling of flowers that are still fresh, welcome their arrival.

Slowly Mayra crouched down beside the newly inhabited tomb that day, the tomb belonged to Grandpa. Om Candra, Aunt Rika, and Meyna crouched down with Mayra. The eyes that were not watering now become watery.

Mayra shed her tears while sowing the flowers she had bought on the mound in front of her. Next, Mayra rubbed Grandpa's tombstone gently and trembled. Her tears came back, the other was the same.

Grandpa, Mayra is here today to visit Grandpa at Grandpa's new home. May Allah forgive all sins and khilaf Grandpa and may the acts of worship that Grandpa did during his life, be accepted by Allah SWT. I pray that Grandpa's grave will always be explained, may the angels not torture Grandpa buried. Aami....

After a few seconds, Mayra recited the surah yasin and prayed to the Divine for Grandpa. The hope of the family, the deceased was calm at his side.

After Grandpa's grave, they drove their car to the As Salam boarding school. Before completely leaving Grandpa's still-wet tomb, Mayra and the others stared with their tears in their faces. Aunt Rika also had time to hug Grandpa's tombstone.

When they were about to leave, their steps stopped when Mr. Sanjaya approached them. The face of Om Candra instantly became unfriendly.

"Assalamualaikum" greetings Mr. Sanjaya.

"Girishal"

Mayra, Meyna, Aunt Rika clenched their hands together. While Om Candra with his flat face, it can be interpreted if Om Candra is still a grudge against Mr. Sanjaya.

"I'm sorry, I'm late for my condolence. I am very sorry for the passing of Pernama" said Mr. Sanjaya.

"Thank you for your condolences, Mr. Sanjaya. Please forgive all the mistakes of my late Papa yes." reply Aunt Rika.

Mr. Sanjaya nodded.

"You should be the one apologizing. You're a cunning person who always wanted our family to be in trouble aren't you? You're the one who made my nephew almost lose his life, because he ran out of blood" said Om Candra coldly.

Aunt Rika rubbed her husband's arm to dampen his emotions.

"Can, I'm really khilaf right now. I regret doing that, I will bear all that in the afterlife" said Mr. Sanjaya regretted.

"Must!" said Om Candra steady.

Seeing her husband ignited emotions and afraid to make a scene at TPU, Aunt Rika finally said goodbye.

"I'm sorry my husband, sir. We're saying goodbye, Assalamualaikum"

"Assynogaic"

"Girishal"

Mr. Sanjaya stared at the departure of Mayra and the others. He could only sigh at Om Candra, Grandpa's youngest son could not forgive him.

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After a few hours trip from Jakarta to the boarding school As Salam, now they arrive also at the destination. The stage, tents, and chairs already occupy the courtyard of the As Salam pesantren. Graduation events are deliberately held at night, such as the graduation event of the previous year.

They visited Nyai's house first.

"Assynogaic"

Nyai ma'am came out of the house with a friendly smile.

"Waalaikumsalam Warrahmatullahi Wabbarakatuh" replied Nyai Bu friendly.

Mayra and Meyna kissed Nyai's hand. Meanwhile, Aunt Rika and Om Candra clenched their hands in front of the chest.

"Let's go in, let's go ahead - please!" said Ms. Nyai.

Mayra and the others nodded.

They sat on a carpet that covered almost the entire living room floor. Just as they were sitting down, suddenly a middle-aged woman who was slightly younger than Bu Nyai came with a tray.

"Please drink!" said it.

Mayra and the others smiled amiably.

"This is my sister, sir, Mom. My sister and family have been living in Cairo for a long time. And now after the departure of Mr. Kyai, I ask them to help to take care of the boarding school" said Bu Nyai introduced.

The middle-aged woman is Uminya Furqon, sister-in-law of Bu Nyai. Pak Kyai's younger brother is Abinya Furqon, so Uminya Furqon is Pak Kyai's sister-in-law.

"Alhamdulillah we are happy to meet with Ms Nyai's sister" said Om Candra politely.

"I am very sorry for the death of Mr. Pernama" said Ms. Nyai.

"I'm sorry if there is a mistake that the deceased did intentionally or unintentionally, Ms Nyai." reply Om Candra.

Bu Nyai just nodded.

After a little chat with Ms. Nyai, Mayra went to deliver Meyna to the dormitory. Meanwhile, Om Candra and Aunt Rika rest first at the guest house.

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