The Sound of Tears

Tomb of bu Siti

"ayo Kar"

"who's Shel's car?" ask Karina.

"Come on, let's go in. "I said a little hesitant about the ownership of the parked car.

And sure enough, it turns out....

"Mama.. papa." exclaimed as I watched my parents talking in the living room while enjoying a drink that Eren had served.

"Shella.." said Mama immediately hugged me tightly.

"mama and papa when did she come here ma?" added me while greeting both my parents.

"om, auntie" come with Karina to greet them.

"Son Karina is also an apprentice in Padang ya.." said mama.

" yes, aunt..."

"Mama nyampe in the field this morning son" continued mama.

"mami, papi." I said as I greeted my two future in-laws.

"Mama, papa, mommy,papi ... Shella let's go inside for a minute, change clothes first"

"yes son" replied mother Cathlin and mama simultaneously.

"excuse me, aunt.. Karina's also allowed to go inside"

"yes to Karina" added Mama.

After cleaning my body and changing clothes with house clothes, I immediately headed to the front room where both my parents and my future in-laws were sitting talking.

Meanwhile, Karina to the gallery of artwork helps Eren who is packing some orders from customers of plastic flower works that have been beautified with other knickknacks.

"Sorry ma, Long wait" I said as I sat on the chair.

"forgive me mommy, and your dad son, because we are busy, so we don't remember that day is a day that should be precious to you son" said the mother, shedding tears.

"it's okay ma'am, Shella knows mommy's just as busy at that time"

After some time we talked, suddenly my mother asked me to take her to the funeral of Siti. As soon as my memory returns to the events of a few years ago, when the woman who had sincerely cared for and raised me was gone forever, then my life began to change. The father that I had considered my real father was only my adoptive parents, his nature was much different since the departure of Ms. Siti. The man who used to be gentle said and always protected us, turned into a man who was rude, drunk and often put his hands on me, he said, until finally the local residents found him lying lifeless on the edge of the rice fields to the house. Coupled with the next reality, it turns out that Ayu is not my biological brother and requires us to separate, because he came with his biological parents. Until now we have never met again, even if there is no communication.

"Shella.." said Mami Cathlin disperse my reverie.

"eh. yes mi.. What's wrong mi?"

"lho.. Why are you so dumb? that's your mom asking to be ushered into Siti's funeral"

"yes mi... Shella just remembered Siti mi ma'am" I said.

Without saying much more, we immediately headed to the burial area located not far from my current residence.

Arriving at the cemetery, we immediately headed to a simple tomb located right next to a frangipani flower tree.

Tomb in the area is mostly already given ceramic tombstones, ceramic, meanwhile, the tomb of Bu Siti was deliberately left overgrown with elephant grass (grass teki) and granite tombstones that I had replaced a month ago when the third day reached the city of padang.

Then we prayed in the tomb, and did not forget I chanted some holy verses of the Qur'an .

"bu Siti, thank you for caring for and caring for our child so far, thank you for educating our child to be smart, beautiful and polite like Shella.." mama said as she sprinkled roses over the tomb.

Did not feel the day already wanted magrib, we immediately left the cemetery area.

"mother Dance, what if you stop by my house first" said mother Cathlin.

"can you too, how's pa?" ask mommy to papa.

"it's up to mom, papa ngikutja "papa replied when going to start the car engine.

"all right, let's go there" said Mama.

Then we got into each other's cars, and passed away leaving the burial area.