My ex-President My Husband
My Husband's Funeral
Life is a divine mystery, a God who has many stories to guide his servant. He can give both Pleasure and Grief at the same time, Replacing happiness with bitterness, yes, only the Most Holy of God with all his greatness.
This morning a drizzle drizzle wet the perkarangan Alika house. There have been many plastic benches lined up in the old wedding tent yesterday that have not been transported back.
Neighbors and relatives come back, if yesterday gave a happy greeting today replaced with a word, which is stoic and sincere...It hurts!!..
Alika remained silent daydreaming in the vortex of Aziz's corpse which was neatly covered by a cloth that had been bathed.
She remained silent, strengthening herself firmly fixated on seeing the body of her husband who had not been married a day.
Her tears were dripping with gilt, her eyes were reddened as she had not slept from last night until this morning. She continued to see the body of her husband, who would not be able to rise again accompanied her as she promised yesterday in front of the ruler.
He can not be spoken to, Alika is very badly hit by the loss of Aziz, he was shocked not dumbass.
Every now and then he looked at the people who came to say their condolences and prayed for Aziz. He is trying to be strong in his current state.
"Prophetically, Brother Alika must be stoic," Bella, a colleague at the clinic, strengthened herself to hold Alika's hand.
Alika remained silent, staring at the cloth covering her husband's body. He had run out of sound from crying all night, his eyes were puffy and heavy.
"God, if I'm going to be happy in this way, please give me the strength to live this whole thing, express myself to my husband, You're his best mate," Inner Alika fixed staring nanar to the corpse of her husband who was covered by cloth.
"Keep me up, to stand alone again," Alika took off her tears again, and cried so badly in Bella's arms.
"It's a pity for you, son," Inner Uncle Alika who was sitting near the door that looked at Alika was whimpering in her tears.
- FUNERALS
Now Aziz's body has been buried in TPU village near their home. Alika with half-rigid spread special flowers for burial. Watered her rose water surrounds the tomb's soil.
When everyone has left the cemetery, Alika and Bella are left.
"Alright sister, I wait there," Bella held onto Alika's shoulder braced and stepped away.
Alika rubbed the gravestone still created from the potluck.
"My husband..."
Alika cried, unable to continue her voice.
"My husband.."
"You are the care of God that I have received with great happiness. Until now I still feel you're home, keeping the promise you made yesterday,"
"I..!" holding a chest that is so soft. "It is very sorry that there was not in your last moments, when God took you from me,"
"I regret why I have not been able to serve you as a wife, to spend a day feeling like they are serving her husband well..
"Even I haven't felt how to cook you, wash your clothes, massage your tired body after work, kiss you when you're asleep,"
Alika came back crying very long, pouring out her heart that was so painful.
"Am I not meant to be married? why is it that when God allows me to feel this marriage, you are taken by him from me forever.Why ?"
Alika again roared sobbing, squeezing the wet parts of the tomb.
Bella who was crying from far away, returned to pick up Alika who could not control herself, she returned to the tomb to pick up Alika.
"Let's go back, sister, pray that Aziz Kak that he needs at this time," Bella makes Alika toughen up.
Pulling the weak body of Alika to get up and walk away from the Cemetery.