TERRA, THE BEST MOTHER
ANWIYAH
"Anchivey!' kashiana and Herman together.
All panic. Bram, Kanya and Budiman instantly calmed down the children who also panicked.
Budiman called the team. Everyone comes to secure the wedding venue. The guests also began to calm down. Darren and Lidya started crying. Rion, who had a slight fever from mostly drinking ice, immediately cried to see her brother fall.
Blood is flowing from the nose, Anwiyah. Khasyana cried bitterly, knowing that her daughter's life would soon be. Herman wants to take her to the hospital. Khasyana.
"Mas ...," Khasya shook his head.
Herman shed his tears. He immediately drowned. The man was holding one of his daughters.
"Son .. baby," call Herman.
Bram turns out to call his personal doctor, unbeknownst to Herman and Khasya. He thought the little girl was tired.
Lidya crying. He hugged his father tightly.
"Father, Brother Wiwi will go Papa ... hiks .. hiks," he whispered to Haidar.
Haidar was stunned when his daughter said that. He doesn't believe. Darren hugged his father, crying.
"Dad Princess, wake up, son," called Herman in a trembling voice.
Slowly Anwiyah opened her eyes. The blood flowing from his nose had been cleared by Khasiana.
"A ... Dad," he called me weak.
"Honey" said Herman and Khashiana with tears.
Anwiyah's breath was one-on-one. The pulses in his neck were also more visible. His face was also pale. Her lips are starting to turn blue.
"Dad ..thank you for being a father to Wiwi" he said with my eyes.
Herman held back his tears. Everything that exists also dissolves in sadness. Everyone sat in silence. It was as if he wanted to hear the last message from the beautiful little girl.
Herman holds Anwiyah. She held the little girl's hand. Unceasingly Herman kissed Wiwi's forehead affectionately.
"Wiwi will be healed, baby hold on. I'm taking Wiwi to the hospital, yes" Herman asked.
Anwiyah. He was very sick and couldn't hold it any longer.
"No Dad. Anwiyah was already not strong, this was very sick," he refused in a weak and pain-filled voice.
Everyone was crying. Terra tightly hugged Rion who was also crying. Lidya tightened her embrace on Haidar. Kanya visited Darren and hugged him. She was crying too. Bram, Bart and Virgou held tight as their tears flowed. While Budiman and the team can only be silent down.
"Ra .. It hurts, Dad. Wiwi is not strong .. hiks .. hiks ..." she said sobbing.
Herman and Khasya immediately sniffled. The newly married woman placed her head on her husband's shoulder. The other kids just kept crying. They offered prayers for the healing of one of his brothers.
"Right ... Father, please. Hang on, you must be healed .. huuu .. uuu .. hiks .. hiks!" pinta Herman with a bitter cry.
"Wiwi wants to, but this hurts a lot Dad .. hiks .. hiks ... Wiwi is not strong," Wiwi desperately wants to live but the pain he can't bear.
"Dad ... Mother ... uhuk!' Anwiyah. Blood came out of his mouth.
Herman and Khasya cried. The doctor suddenly came and directly examined Anwiyah's pulse and breathing. He also shook weakly. Bram immediately sat down. Bart and Virgou.
Don't ask them again how they look. Messy. Eyes and nose are reddened by crying.
Terra was immediately drowned. He also sat. It's really painful for him. Seeing a child facing his death. He used to see his father and mother facing his death just so scared and in pain.
"Dad, Mother!' call Anwiyah slowly.
Herman was busy cleaning up the blood in the mouth of one of his daughters. Even now the wedding dress is both stained with blood.
"Darling, we are shahadah yuk" Khasyana asked.
"Dad .. Mother ... sick," whining.
"Keep saying the name of Allah, dear," pinta Khashiana tearfully.
"God ... Akbar."
The head of Anwiyah also drooped. The doctor checked. Then he patted Herman on the shoulder.
"Innalilahi wa inna ilaiyihi radjiun. Father's daughter, has died," he said in condolences.
Herman was crying and so was Khashiana. Haidar. His daughter's words came true. Anwiyah is gone forever.
All the invited guests bowed. All in deep sorrow.
The day where happiness lasted, it turned out to be a day of grief for Azhar orphanage.
One of their family members is gone forever. Go where it should be. Where else he doesn't feel pain. He might even be an angel in heaven.
The weather turned cloudy, as if accompanying a beautiful little girl was also kind-hearted. Herman carried his daughter's stiff body.
The man changed his clothes. Khasyana and several mothers near the orphanage helped bathe and also treated Anwiyah. As much as possible Khasya did not shed tears.
He recalled when, the pale face was so happy when he heard he would be operated on soon. A donor had promised them a large sum of money for all his treatment until he recovered, three years ago. At that time, Anwiyah was five years old.
Honey, that huge sum of money, made the old steward dark in the eye. They took the money away somewhere. Donors raise their hands. He handed the money to the caretaker. So he is no longer responsible, because his intentions have been carried out.
About the money that was taken away, the donor did not know. Khasya was so devastated, especially Anwiyah. The shadow of healthy living disappeared instantly from his dream.
"It's okay, Mother. Wiwi. Maybe this has become the destiny of God's Wiwi," he said wisely at that time.
Khasya could not continue to forgive one of his daughters. He ran out and cried. Herman grabbed her and hugged her tightly. He was also very hit.
Herman now carries his daughter's rigid body to its final resting place. One of Herman's colleagues patted the man. Bram also took her, and so did Haidar. The kids are with Terra and Bart and Kanya. They're all sad. The happy day is now a deep sorrow for Herman and Khashiana.
Herman, get down to the burrow. The man was assisted by several people, to remove the pocong rope and put the mayit in the correct position.
The Adhan was echoed by Herman. His voice was a little choked. Khashirana was just crying. The woman was given strength by the mothers of the guests who took her to the funeral.
The land has been cleared. Flowers have been sown. The drizzle started to come down. Everyone has left the funeral. They're back at the party
Herman and Khasya stared at the mound of land that was still red. There is a wooden tombstone written. Anwiyah Bint Herman Triatmodjo. They returned to the church after reading the prayer.
"Mas" call Khasyana.
"Yes, honey," said Herman softly.
They stepped together slowly under the umbrella. Moving each other requires comfort.
"Thank you for being a father to my children" Khasya Haru said.
"Yes, dear, equally" said Herman, peeping at his wife's forehead.
Life must go on. Anwiyah is gone. It has returned to the Creator. Herman now had to think of his twenty-eight children. They also need a future and affection from him as a father and Khashiana as their mother.
seriated.
Innalilahi wa inna ilaiyihi radjiun.
happy Anwiyah road .. happy rest in peace. You're not sick anymore.
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