The Thorn in the Family

Shaykh

“Bu, what? Say”

“Ram, soon you will be married again. Take Tari and Risma to the tomb

Twilight. After this you will become a family”

Rama was silent for a moment. Inevitably the presence of Dari and Risma some time in his life can a little bit divert his thoughts about his late wife. He was no longer waiting for death to come. Precisely the man has the spirit to live multiple times. After finding a figure that is able to make him feel in need to keep fighting.

“Good Mom, I'll talk later with Tari”

Phone connection disconnected. Both Bu Rama and Rama resumed activities

respectively.

****

This afternoon Rama asked permission for Tari to pick up his son's school. Although already

it becomes a mutual agreement if Rama is in charge of dropping off and Tari is in charge of picking up. But this afternoon Rama, wanted to invite two women he loved to know the figure of Dusk, as ordered by Bu Rahma this morning. Dance doesn't mind about it.

Rama's car quickly shot across the road to Risma's school and picked up Tari in the

his shop. There was no problem that meant that within a few minutes he had arrived at the Tari bakery.

“Loh Risma where is mas?”

“There's in bed, it looks like she's soybean”

“Ah this child slalu just like this when going home from school picked up by car. Try if

I'm the one who picked up must still be literate eyes because I have to ride motor” replied Tari by giving a bolster on some side of her son so as not to fall.

“Let's try to find a driver so he has a shuttle does not overheat”

“Do not use motor only”

“Gak papa pity later if he has to overheat and rain”

Dance was silent for a moment, she even sometimes forgot if Rama was Risma's real father. Of course the man wants the best for his son.

“Ah yes mas sorry, I even forgot if she is your son”

“Your son too. He's our son”

Rama opened the door for the dance that was greeted with a smile on the shady face of Tari.

“Mas, later we buy flowers first on the road yes. Usually around the market on Monday

who sells bunga”

“Baik”

The car again runs slowly splitting the hot road. Rama is intentionally

driving a car at a low rate. So that his son does not fall if the car hits a shock. He also wants to linger with Dance without interference from his son's various questions.

“Mas it's someone selling flowers. I got off first ya”

There was no answer given by Rama. He just nodded his head smiling and quickly pulled over his car. While Dance, the woman immediately went down and bought a variety of flowers for now. He also bought some nightly flowers and put them in a vase,

They went back on their journey. Apparently the tomb of Dusk is located a little far from

the residence of Ms. Rahma. Dusk was buried in a public cemetery near where his parents lived. Forty minutes passed, slowly the car began to enter the tomb parking area. Rama swiftly searched the parking area in a sense of security and not scorching.

“Ayo”

Dance still sat speechless with a flower in her lap.

“Why?”

“Mas sorry I want to ask”

“Iya” Rama undo his intention to go down he stared fixedly at the face of Tari who was next to him.

“What mas Rama each loves mbak Dusk so much?” tanya Dari hesitantly, she did not even dare to look at Rama's face.

Rama closed his eyes for a moment. Then he looked back at Dance closely. He nodded his head slowly as a signal of the answer given by Tari.

“Tar, you and Dusk are different. You are both special in my heart. Dusk will

could bloom. While the love for you is much more beautiful and will slowly bloom in my heart”

Rama smiled at Dance. He hoped that the woman would understand their position.

“Sorry, you have to answer this kind of question. I shouldn't have asked so”

“No problem”

“Risma let's wake up first we've reached”

Rismas

rubbed his eyes when he found his shoulders in a wiggle quietly.

“Why are we here? I thought Dad and Mom would take me for a walk?”

Risma's eyes scanned around the quiet-looking area and there were only mounds of earth along with her headstone.

“Dad wants to introduce you to someone”

“Who?”

“Have it, Dad will tell you. Now we go down first”

The three began to walk into the tomb area with Risma's position in their midst.

Assalaamu-‘alaikum ya ahlil qubuuri, yaghfirullohu lanaa, a lakum antum salafu-na, wa nahnu bil atsari.

Risma couldn't read that wrong. He chose to move his lips just like his Father and Mother.

It did not take long Rama could easily find a meal of Dusk, considering

almost every two weeks he comes there. If he usually comes to attack himself. But not now he brought with him their son and his future wife.

“Senja? Who is Dad?” Risma asked when looking at a gravestone with a

name on it.

“She's mom. She's the mother who gave birth to you. He died when you just

be born. Just look at the date written on the tombstone, only lapse a day with your birthday is not it?”

Randi shows the writing in nisa Dusk.

“So my mom died, I don't have a mom?” At once Risma was also quick

Shed tears. During this time he often dreamed of meeting with

Her birth mother.

“The mother who gave birth to you is dead, baby. But Mother takes care of you

it's still here. You are not alone. Am I not your mother too?” said Tari by wiping her children's tears.

“Iya I have my Mother my son Bunda”

“Mom saw I came to see you. This mother is my mother. Her name is Mother

The dance. Mother her man is very good at me. Mother is very dear to Risma. Mother, mother, don't be sad. I'm fine here with Daddy and Mommy. Mother rest is calm. Later that night Risma try to send prayers to Ibu”

Babe Risma by holding his mother's headstone, he then kissed the headstone many times.

Rama who saw the sight had no power not to cry. He did not need to tell me more about Dance at Dusk. Risma had already introduced him in great detail.

“Now we pray’ Mother first ya”

Rama began to lead prayers for his late wife. They prayed together

as well as asking for the blessing of the marriage they will be titled after this. After praying, Dari immediately sprinkled flowers on the tomb of Dusk. He also watered the tomb with water.

“We say yes, hope you are calm there”

The three turned around and started walking away from the tomb of Dusk.

“Is there anything you want to tell Tar?”