25 Years of Father

25 Years of Father
The Death of Father Forever


One hoe after another I saw before my eyes when Dad was put on the ground there. I can't shed any more tears. I think my tears are over. I noticed Dad's body was starting to close to the ground.


“God, why don't I have the heart to see Dad on the ground? I can't move down there. Daddy tightness in piercing the ground.” My mind is at war with reality.


Slowly, my eyes were no longer able to see Dad. My hand only holds my sister's shoulder, Ica. There Mamah had the support of my cousin kaka. We can all just strengthen each other. Dad is no more.


“We pray for Dad well deck?” Ica nodded. He just shed tears without saying anything more.


After the moment of reading the prayer now one by one people began to return to their respective places. It felt so sad when Dad's grave was deserted. Mama was brought home in an ambulance.


“Anggia, let's go home.” Angga pulled my hand to leave. I saw no one's grave at all. All that came in many now are not left. My sadness that was not felt now is so painful.


“Daddy here is deserted. Don't be sad dad? You have to live somewhere different from us. Anggia can't accompany Dad anymore. Forgive Anggia, Father. Anggia misses Dad a lot. Anggia would love to accompany Dad here continuously. But, Dad is not here.” I cried hugging Dad's headstone.


Great sense of not willing to see the graveyard of a beautiful father decorated with flowers should be lonely. Since my life I have not liked solitude. I always wanted a lot of friends to come home. And now Dad is completely alone.


“I want to be here first, Angga. Lonely father.” said I do not want to leave the grave.


“Daddy is calm. I'm not here anymore, honey. Come home. Poor Mamah herself there. We must love Mama spirit.” With a heavy feeling I stepped out of the grave.


Angga is right there is a Mom who needs my strength.


It was hard for me to hug Dad's headstone when it was blocked by wet soil. It's hard to get out of here. I cried again to embrace Dad's headstone.


“Anggia should go home, Dad. Forgive Anggia stay with Dad again. Dad should be happy up there.” Angga's plan led me out of the funeral I chose for Dad.


We went home with my mind blank. The first day for me was empty without Dad ever again. Now I don't have a father who will put the front body when someone has evil intentions on us.


Arriving at Dad's halfway house, Mom I see only beds shed tears.


“Mamah.” I hugged Mamah. We are all very weak at the moment. It was very difficult for me to strengthen Mamah because I myself no longer have the strength.


Ica who was lying down even until her body temperature so hot.


“Mah, eat well. I'll get you a quick meal.” Mama shook her head.


“Mamah is still full, Anggia. You eat not to get sick.” I don't care how Mamah refuses, I still prepare food and even feed Mamah.


Mama had difficulty swallowing food. Her tears kept dripping. Same with me, we are both sad without any more spirit. Dad left us without a word.


It hurts to imagine why Dad left with anger in my heart still left. Why did you leave without finishing everything to me first. Dad didn't give me a chance to get close to him anymore even to paint a final memory with him.