The Thorn in the Family

The departure of Mbah

“Paklek, pakde everything that is here, it looks like the condition of Mbah is getting worse, whether you should not forgive each other to facilitate the road mbah”.

“Pardon how you mean”. pakde snorted annoyed with my proposal.

“Let's forgive each other all the mistakes that have been done in the past, let's advertise each other that has happened in the past”. Dance said in a pretty slow tone.

“How can we with young forgive all his mistakes, while in his youth we never noticed at all, we were just abandoned”.

“True what is said mas Dar, you do not understand our suffering first, we live in a very terribly lacking deficiency, being mbah living with the property and do arbitrarily to us”.

“We never felt his affection, nor did we ever earn a living from him when we were his children. Being mbah instead having fun with a lot of women out there”.

“Now what's wrong if we really hate it?”.

Silent.

A few moments later.

“Then what pakde and paklek expect from Mbah now?”.

“Mbah already can not do anything, even open his eyes are not able, you want to demand what from him?”.

“We demand our rights”.

“What kind of rights do you want? Look now how the conditions of Mbah”. Dari stared pityfully at the old figure lying helplessly.

Mbah still closed his eyes unable to open his eyes, his body was silent can not be moved at all with a body that is very thin, very thin, mbah was unable to open his eyes but his heart and mind were still able to hear our conversation. Occasionally in the middle of the debate there are tears in the corner of the eye.

“Very once you mbah”. said Dance in the heart by looking at the face of the Mbah.

“True mas, deck what Tari said, let us forgive all the mistakes of the father of the past time, let Mbah rest in peace without a shadow of the mistakes of the past”.

“You are easy Mar, can say that because you got a share of the treasure from the altar, what are we doing? We get nothing?”.

“We are all the same, no one gets the treasure mbah, how can you think I get more parts of you”.

“Already don't argue’. Bude cut off their conversation.

A few minutes later all still gathered there accompanying Mbah. No more talking to each other, all busy with their own minds and hearts.

Mother again rubbed the corner of the watery tears, her face filled with hope of forgiveness of sins of the past.

Thirty minutes passed, the Wanto paklek began to pierce his heart, his hand reaching for his hand.

“Rest peacefully sir, I forgive the mistakes of mr”. said paklek Wanto softly followed by crying.

While pakde still indifferent to not care.

Mother and Paklek Wanto held the hands of Mbah together, immediately then the hands began to move slowly.

Slowly his eyes began to open, looking at each person in the room.

As a signal to say goodbye.

And sure enough a few minutes later mbah quickly exhaled his last breath.

“Inalilahi Wa Inalilahi rojiun”.

Speak to the people in the room.

“May Allah forgive all the sins of Mbah”.Tari said softly wiping away the few tears that greeted her face.

Some time later all the families both far and near, along with the neighbors around who were there began to arrive to help the funeral preparation process.

Some of Tari's coworkers also came to express condolences to the Tari family, not to forget also Randi Yulidar who also came there to strengthen Tari and her family.

“You are patient yes, for a while do not have to enter first work”. said Randi who was sitting next to Tari.

“Good sir thanks for the wisdom”.

Three hours later, all the necessities for the funeral were done, all the neighbors, relatives were preparing to deliver the altar to its final resting place. Follow and pakde and paklek in the group. No sobs accompanied the departure of Mbah.

***

The next day Tari has not returned to Surabaya, Tari still takes leave and wants to accompany the mother to prepare all the needs of tahlil event in the evening. As Tari alleged, all the children of Mbah no one cares about this, all the needs for the event tahlil mbah studies in the responsibility of the Dance.

Paklek Wanto only overnight one day since the departure of Mbah, the next day the Wanto quickly returned to his home on the grounds of a lot of work that must be done, his business no one can handle other than him. His son also went to school so he could not leave school for long.

Pakde and Bude whose house is next to the mother also does not help the preparation of tahlil every night. Mother asked the neighbors to help prepare tahlilan events, cooking and making various kinds of food as dishes.

Pakde and bude will only come when the tahlil event begins and will be home soon after the event is finished, a few days since the departure of Mbah, the family of the pakde did not ask for breakfast to the mother, maybe embarrassed because at home many neighbors who help prepare tahlil together.

***

One week has passed since the departure of Mbah, now my own mother at home, I have started to return to Surabaya to work because my cut rations have run out. No more neighbors to help at home.

That morning Pakde and bude returned home in the hope that there would be breakfast as usual, unfortunately their hope was not appropriate, the mother no longer cooked in large quantities. I thought Pakde and Bude were no longer eating at our house.

“Mar why cook so little?”.

“Sorry mas, I guess mas Dar and mbak Murni have not eaten here anymore”. Answer the mother slowly and bow her head slightly.

“Why? Can't I eat here?”. Ask bude so cynically.

“No mbak, not like it”.

“Pul...”.

“Ipul”. Shouted bude calling out to Ipul.

“Dalem bude what is it?”. Iul runs into the kitchen to find Bude.

“Buy me food, rice field in the hallway front”.

The Ipul Reflek puts his hand on the bude to ask for the money.

“Use the money of reckless practices people yesterday just”. Bude answered by folding both his hands on his chest.

The practice money from mourners who came was still intact has not been opened at all by Tari's mother, the money is still neatly stored in the charity box.

“This let me count”. Bude's hand grabbed the charity box, deftly counting the amount of money.

“Nih buy rice padang”. bude handed over twenty thousand money to Ipul, the rest of the money that was brought bude home.

“I am also entitled to this money, this is also part of the Mbah relic, if it has come rice field brought to my house, I want to eat at home course”. Bude and Pakde passed by carrying the charity money.