Wedding Story's

Eighty-Three (Eding)

One word that describes my life now.A week has passed, brother fadil left me and the child for good.

My tears have dried up because of constant crying. Many say it is not good to lament excessively. But, just crying can make my chest a little relieved from tightness.

I want to feel as soon as possible to set my heart to continue to continue my life forward. But, when I look into the eyes of children, my heart feels slashed. Why are they so fast without a father. Then how will I give an explanation to our son who is still in the stomach. Why is this sick God.

" Mother.." Panggil fiona who entered the room fadil at home Mama with a glass of milk. Right now we are still at my mom's house. About Mama, I know mama must have been more hit because she had to lose her only child. But, mama always looks tough in front of people.

" Why brother?" Soft ask

" Sister brings milk to mother same baby grandpa" said Fiona with a big smile showing off a row of white teeth.

" Thank you brother" I took a glass of milk from his hand and took it to enter my arms and showered him a kiss.

" Mother.." Call fiona

I looked at her because of her call to me "why baby?"

" Sister knows what happened. But sister does not want Mother sad continue"

" Sister will take care of Mother with sister according to father's request" said Fiona

" What did you say, brother?" Tanyaku

" When you go to the hospital, if you're both the same father, because you're gone. Dad always told Gini brother. Brother, you are the oldest of my sister. If the father is no longer there, the brother must take care of the sister. Do not bother the mother, do not argue and most importantly do not make Mother cry"

My tears didn't fall when I heard Fiona's story flowing "Dad said that, sister?"

Fiona nodded "Dad often cry silently when looking at the photo of mother and sister. Fiona sees it a lot, Bund"

I wiped my tears. I don't want my kids to see me constantly slumped "Your dad's a great guy baby, so you guys should be great kids too. Mother only has you now"

" Mother's dear sister" Lirih Fiona while hugging me drowned her head in my chest. I can feel his body shaking. Crying out.

Look at the children, already so understand reading the situation that is being faced with them. I'll try to please you, Mom. I will take care of the child as hard and strong as I can. You are calm there.

****

This morning I strengthened my heart to go back to the day. I've been locked up in Fadil's room for a week. At first Mama suggested that I just move the bed, so as not to continue to remember brother fadil. But I refused it, because for me remembering memories with a fadil brother can be a longing cure for me.

A week of wailing, during which I did not set my feet into the kitchen. And my mother did not forbid me at all. He let me go until I stopped and got tired of myself. And this morning, I've been struggling in the kitchen cooking breakfast for Mama, and the kids.

" The.." Call mama. I smile. Maybe Mama's a little unsure of where I am right now.

" lady.. Bentar yes. Rere's cooking is a little more done" I said.

" Re, You-"

" Rere's fine, Ma" Cut me off as if understanding where Mama's mind is going.

" Mommy wants some tea, let Rere do it?" I next asked

" Mama made her tea, baby. You just continue cooking. Let's eat with the kids"

I nodded and said, "Kartika is awake?" I asked my mom while still stirring the fried rice that is still in the pan

" It's. It was like playing with Fayyadh again"

I smiled "Lohh. Fayyadh is awake. Tumben's not looking for Rere ya Ma" I said with a chuckle. Indeed I noticed fayyadh so close to Kartika for a week slumped me. I can see Kartika's sincerity towards children. And it wasn't made.

" It's good to have that new friend of yours Re" Mama said with her chuckle as well.

" Rere to the brother's room first yes Ma. Let's have breakfast. Children must also be hungry" Pamitku after moving special fried rice with pieces of sausage favorite of children"

" yes. This is let Mama take it to the dinner table"

" Thank you, Mama".

****

Our first breakfast was gathered after the departure of Mr. Fadil. There is little less and feels different. But I have to get used to it and get used to it now.

I ate with Faza, while Fayyadh who did not want to lose whined at Kartika for me and the bribe too. And Kartika doesn't mind that.

" Bang.. The tantenya will eat too. Just sit next to Mommy here. Let it eat both equally adek Faza" I said persuading, while Fayyadh just shook his head.

" It's okay, ma'am" said Kartika

I took my breath heavy. Yes that's how Fayyadh is if it feels comfortable for someone. He'll feel like he has that person completely.

" Kar, can you ask me?" Tanyaku Kartika.

" Aren't you going to college?"

The Kartika I asked just lowered her head

" If you want, you can pay Kar. Your future is long"

" If you are afraid of burdening the mother, you can work in a cafe where the mother. You can work part-time there. The cafe has entrusted Nana to mbak's friends"

" Yes kartika, what Renata said was true. It's good that you continue your education "Tutur mama followed.

" Kartika is afraid of distress, Mom" Kartika does call mama by the name of Mother. Mama once told me to call Mama. But Kartika says it's more convenient to call mom.

" You are the responsibility of Fadil. But, because Fadil's mas is gone, so allow me to continue to carry out the responsibilities of my husband" I said to Kartika.

Kartika rubbed her tears since when dripping "Kartika thought I thought I was mbak"

" Kartika is very lucky to meet this family. What would be the fate of Kartika if Kartika did not meet you. Once again thank you for your kindness mbak, ma'am" Lirih kartika

" Today and in the future there can be no more tears. We have to enjoy, brother" I said to the fayyadh that turned out to be watching us.

" Yes dong the parent's brother"

" Will I see you later?" I asked fayyadh

" Want to mama" Sorak fayyadh and Fiona excited

" The.."

" Renata kangen ma, the son must also miss his father"

" That's why my mom's coming" Mom broke up

****

" Assalamu'alaikum, mas"

" Greet my father son" My commandment to my three children and follow them in unison.

Yes, here we are in front of the tomb whose soil is still wet, the sign of a new tomb. My heart was slightly sliced to see the name written neatly on the headstone stuck in the head of this grave. It feels like a dream. But I again reminded and strengthened myself, if my purpose here was not to add to my sadness

" She, I've been sincere about your departure. I am strong mas. You are calm there. Only prayers can I and my son offer for you"

" You're the greatest man I've ever met. Many wonderful memories you created in this short meeting of ours. You are the best husband God has sent me. Thank you father son son. You'll stay in my heart and son's son's heart"

" sister, brother, brother doain his father son" I asked fiona, fayyadh and Faza.

" I hope you're happy. Sister misses dad. Present in the dream of my brother yes father" said Fiona still with open arms praying. And I also assure the prayer of my firstborn.

" Dad, fayyadh lindu father a lot. Brother said that we could meet dad in a dream. Meet my brother in the dream, Dad. Amicuuu father"

Why is my son this mature in his behavior. I was so excited to see their strength. Especially Fiona who already understands and understands what is happening.

Lastly, little Faza only silently watched his two brothers in wonder.

" Oh yes, mas. My delivery date is also near. Soon our children will see this world. I must be strong in Hiks. You don't worry mas, I'll ask Aldo her husband Nana to make our son's azanin torment"

" It's Re, let's go home" Mama told me

I nodded "Renata the same kid came home. I'll come here often"

" I love you forever, his father's son. Wait for me in heaven ya mas" I said before moving from the grave fadil.

The most painful parting is death. Never mind to hear his voice, see his face or just smile will never be able to. Death is eternal farewell. There will be no way to go back, even if we try to keep asking.

time will keep going. We'll never be able to stop it for a second. We will stop when the time comes.

Abandoned or abandoned, we will all experience this phase. So, use your best time to love, love our loved ones. Do not hesitate to express your affection through words or treatment.

Because, True the lyrics of the song "If it's No New Feels"

Feeling lost, it feels that someone is very valuable.

if this is the case, only prayer and sincere are the paths that we can do.

FINISHED

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Woaahhhh Fayyadh go. This story also stopped. Because everyone has a story and every story has a person.

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