
The sound of Azwa's crying woke me up. It was almost dawn, the sound of teaching was heard in the mosque. I saw Brother Andi's son also woke up. Bang Handi fell asleep on the sofa room. I don't know what time Bang Handi came into the room.
I made Azwa milk but Azwa still did not stop crying as if she realized that her grandmother had left. Kugendong azwa as I swung with the movement of my hand. But Azwa kept crying.
I took Azwa out of the room. Father and Brother Fian sat down to teach beside the body of mama and Kakaf sat leaning while closing his eyes on the side of the body of another mama. Some of the family who came last night I saw lying on the bed above the living room.
As soon as he heard the sound of Azwa's crying, he immediately stopped teaching. Code me to get closer. He grabbed Azwa from my arms and placed Azwa's hand on Mama's body. Like magic, Azwa's cries stopped. I returned to shed tears. Azwa also lost her grandmother.
Kakaf opened his eyes and moved from his seat.
"Izal bathe first sir, you are ready also de, let Azwa same father first here"
I just nodded, then left Azwa with the father next to the body of the mother.
I'm done preparing, including Bang Handi. Kuraih Azwa who is now in Kakaf's arms and has fallen asleep. I rubbed Azwa and changed her clothes. I wear a white headscarf on Azwa just like the hijab I wear. We today wear the white clothes we wore during the ied fitri prayer three days ago. The color my mom asked me to wear. Whereas usually, we always choose a bright color in each leaflet.
All with their duties. Kak Alif and Kak Fani received the mourners who came. Brother Andi is taking care of the funeral. Brother Fian always faithfully accompanied the Father wherever and wherever the Father was. Kakaf always taught beside my mother's body.
I know Kakaf was the hardest hit. Kakaf who witnessed how mama breathed her last. Kakaf was the one who took her to the hospital with her father, and Kakaf was also the first person to tell the doctor that Mama had died before reaching the hospital.
Kakaf who continues to continue to study beside the corpse of the mother occasionally wipes tears and cleans the liquid coming out of his nose using a tissue.
I'm just like Kakaf. But I must rise, for Father, Azwa, Bang Handi and Kakaf are now my responsibility to take care of them.
I asked Mama to be bathed in my pocket. Kak Alif at the head of the mother, then Kak Andi, Kak Fian, Kakaf and Kak Alif's eldest son at the foot. Me and my dad bathed my mom. I'm also in charge of cleaning certain parts of mama, this is my last job as the only daughter of Mama.
Look at how much they love and love you.
Sobs were heard when we kissed Mom one last time. Kakaf who continued to kiss the feet of mama was finally lifted by Kak Andi. Kakaf was crying at the feet of Andi. I hugged the kakaf, Kakaf cried sobbing sobs in my arms.
After Azwa I kissed my mother's body, Azwa I left it to my mother-in-law who also came to worship today. I also put Azwa on Kak Mia who did not come to the funeral because of her duties today to take care of the kitchen.
We took Mama to her last resting place.
Bang Handi asked permission of Brother Alif to replace him into the burrow to welcome the body of the mother.
"For Handi's last assignment as Kak's son-in-law"
Brother Alif nodded his sign approvingly. So it was Kak Andi, Kakaf and Bang Handi who welcomed Mama's body in the grave. Fian's brother who proclaimed the azan. Kak Alif as a spokesperson represents the family.
Bang Handi asked Kakaf to go up first because it was Kakaf's situation that was so hit. I grabbed Kakaf's hand and grabbed him. We clasped hands together to strengthen each other without saying anything. Kakaf has no wife or special friend to share her story with. All this time it was just me and my mom who confided in Kakaf. And at this moment, I'm the one Kakaf needs. Although I also actually need Kakaf to strengthen my heart.
Goodbye Mama. Our son mama will continue to pray for mama.
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