
The second day of the search for Mother Sore.Tak only Dewun Father, Stepmother Sore also helped and leave her son Anya to bi Inem. Splitting up and looking back, Sore feels a child's instinct that his mother is alive.
Already looking for seven hours more still Mother Sore has not been recorded. suddenly the rain fell very heavy making the search stalled again. Afternoon became very upset, his efforts were always hindered. While continuing to try to find but something continues to happen. Try to be patient and continue to pray for the safety of his mother.
And his eyes were fixed on one of the stretchers carried by the SAR team, whose entire body and face were covered with cloth but slowly the victim's hand came out. The hand with the white jade ring was the same as the ring he gave at that time on his Mother's birthday. Closer to half consciousness, step by step he approached the palanquin. Uncover the cloth covering the victim's face. Suddenly he was in disbelief, silent, his tears just came out. With more and more, and more. His family and friends stared at the crying Afternoon in front of the bodies of the unsaved victims or arguably already lifeless. They are moving closer from different points. And rightly, clearly, with open eyes it is the body of the Mother of Afternoon. He was crying more and more because he did not expect the results he got.
"Maybe this is intended for mas" the SAR team approached and gave a piece of paper to Afternoon which he got from the tight grasp of the Mother.
Congratulations son, I'm very happy for your wedding. Take good care of the woman, okay? I really wanted to see it, but maybe I'll never get there. This piece of paper may help and reach you. Your dear mother. — Messages that make Afternoon tears continue to wet her face. Obviously, his mother quickly wrote it down, visible from all the letters is very unclear like a person with a flutter.
The atmosphere became very haru, watching Afternoon who continued to cry in front of the body of the Mother. Keep hugging her body while crying. His father continued to calm down, but the more calm his crying became. His sadness could not be endured anymore.
The funeral of the Mother was attended by many mourners from among friends Afternoon, family, and close friends of the Mother. They began to pray and accept his departure. Trying to be stoic and strong over losing her figure. The notoriously kind, patient, always helps anyone without seeing status.
"The strong yes" Clap the shoulders Afternoon.
After the funeral he returned to his home, his friends continued to entertain Afternoon. Nino continued to look at his father's face while stroking the soft tears that fell on his cheek.
"Don't cry, Dad. Grandma was already happy up there" All in disbelief with what they were with, a 3-year-old kid with cleverness she spoke like that. Afternoon smiled and kissed Nino on the forehead and hugged her.
"Nino is kissed, hugged. Anya ngga time anyway" her scolding with a craggy face is very funny.
"What the hell.. This is Nino's father" Jealous Nino to Anya with a voice that is still learning to speak.
"Iii. before becoming Nino's father was her sister Anya Sore. Ni.no.."
Everyone smiled with the two of them fighting that was grabbing the attention of Afternoon. Like the kids were making a scenario for Afternoon to smile and not be sad anymore.