Bujang Hamlet
The Mama Guards Tomb

The night is getting darker, the frenetic hustle and bustle of the city has now been quiet deserted.stars scattered in the sky far away now suddenly disappeared covered in black cloudy, midnight in Jakarta drowned dark, dark cloudy, seal Akbar's feelings for his life...

Everything feels heavy in life, it feels difficult to understand, life continues to demand him to move forward and change while his heart is still reluctant to still want to stay here for a while longer... or maybe even want to back off a few more chapters so that Je is still with her...

Akbar sat on the sidewalk with red eyes holding back tears, between drowsiness and sadness actually.he was like the most frustrated person this morning, they will again laugh at Akbar, belittle him and return to consider him a cute man who has no firmness in his stance...

" Do I have to take revenge with Iwan...??? I must exact revenge nga die for all this...!!! die made Je perfi leave me... Wawan who has made my happy dream shattered...!!! Iwan took Je from my arms...!!!"

" What dusa I nga kaba Wan.. ngape kaba as evil as this nga me.. destroyed my happiness and robbed my lover.huhuhuhu.." Akbar cried roaring roar.

" So soon it's all over God.....!!!"

Dew spots in the morning blind make the pores of the skin feel slashed, the cold is quite shivering, exciting flying street dust soaring in the air, soon, a large bus or private vehicle will split it and again make noise...

This is the wheel of life that continues to spin.what has gone is unlikely to come back again, everything must continue to run there or without the past...

Whether for how long Akbar had been crying alone on the sidewalk until his eyes were swollen and his throat was dry, he had just moved back to his car when Matahati had begun to appear splitting the dark of the night...

Akbar starts his car engine, at this time he just wants to come see his girlfriend...

But at the funeral... Akbar was no longer able to do it. his legs arrived limp helpless, in front of his expanse of tombstones filled his entire view, while Akbar still remember very much in the middle there is a tombstone with a tombstone inscribed with his beloved name, which has ravaged his life order...

Akbar slapped the reality.in fact, memabg Je has gone home. and it can not be elaknya anymore...

Akbar still could not bear to stare at the gravestone embedded with the name Jerralin, Akbar could not accept...!!!

Akbar is frustrated alone...!!! he rem*s his hair rem*s fiercely, wants to go with Je right now, life is too heavy, life is too painful

When Akbar was unable to control himself, the mamang tomb guard came over, it seemed like he knew the man was being destroyed because maybe the person he loved was already here in his care...

Mamang quickly swept Akbar's body which almost fell to hit the entrance of the tomb, immediately brought him to sit in his usual place of rest, a small cottage located on the right outside the tomb area

" Drink first mas.." the mamang thrust a glass of water at Akbar, Akbar just silently looked at mamang with a blank look

" Huuuhhh... kesambet this handsome guy....!!! so do not like to daydream in front of the tomb jang. sad may grieve also may.. but do not let yourself torture like this. kebawa satan will be..." said the mamang while rubbing white water into Akbar's face

As Akbar regained his senses from his chaotic thoughts, the white water that stuck to his face felt so soothing, Akbar let out a heavy sigh as if he had just returned from something very far away

" Drink first jang..."

Akbar received a glass of water from the guardian of the grave and then gulped it down, his dry esophagus immediately wet instantly, his breathing began to calm in control

" Where to go.. kok even want to faint in front of the door of the tomb...!!! do you want a pilgrimage...???" mamang asked after seeing Akbar began to calm down

" A... I'm dimane sir...???" asked Akbar confused

" Samplean in my cottage mas. This is my resting place when noon or if there is a task to dig a tomb.." said the friendly mamang.

" Where are you going...???"

" There's your family in the tomb right here...???"

" My girlfriend sir...!!! my boyfriend sleeps alone there. I want to accompany him sir.pity he is cold alone.he is in pain sir.." said Akbar riled.

" Athaghfirullah is...!!! it was already a misleading demonic whisper...!!! all living beings will return to their God's side.we just have to wait for their turn..."

" I have often seen frustrated people like you in this tomb.why can it be like that. because they cannot accept destiny.they seem to protest against the decree of the Gusti of God...wrong jang. istighfar...."

" Ngape sir...!!! ngape segale jeme maksa I nga jung nglupeka die.. what a bedie deck that knows my feelings sir...!!!" akbar's protests were frustrating

" I lost sir.. I lost the woman I love the most.. I lost die sir...!!!" continued Akbar

Fortunately Akbar not all speak the language of the hamlet so the mamang cemetery keeper is not a rich reader hihihihi, at least still understand what Akbar means

" It's really frustrating".." murmured the mamang in the heart

" For those who have gone will never come back again.The more you protest against it, rejecting it you will only be tormented yourself... they people around you are too affectionate and care about you. For that they want you to continue your life......not ruined like this...!!!" reply mamang, apparently mamang this one really understands the situation of people who are frustrated because of the departure of someone

" Am I wrong if I still love die sir.I still expect die back...!!!" mooed Akbar pilu

" Loving him is not wrong, but expecting him back is wrong.. means you are against the takdire Gusti Allah.. Everything that has happened with the permission of His destiny....!!! we humans are just told to live..."

Akbar came back crying roaring roar..he no longer cares what anyone says.

" Jang .. believe me. The girl you love is sad to see you like this. You make it harder to get back to God's side... if you really love him. ikhlask his departure..let him go to the eternal realm calmly..leave him jang.." mamang rubbed Akbar's shoulder strengthen.

" I just love him sir.. I deck pacak ame is forced open another gawe jeme heart... hard nian sir...!!!"

Mamang was silent for a moment he was studying what Akbar meant

" Why don't you think the woman who is currently forcing or forced to open your heart is God's destiny.he came to heal your wounds and heal your loss... he was not wrong jang...he came at the command of God.." the mamang opened the mindset of Akbar from the other side.

" Sometimes the soul mate comes even after we have passed a great storm jang..you can't resist reality...!!! it's precisely you're wrong if you blame the girl for the wound you actually kept and kept the wound without you treating it..."

" So you think I should accept him ....???" akbar asked with a hard-to-understand look, between prares, doubtful, angry, offended but also doubtful

" It could be...!!! remember that the departed will not be able to return, who has gone even though what your love for him is not yours... so you're very wrong to keep asking God to return His...."

Akbar seemed to be slapped with the words and advice of the mamang, all this time he just continued and continued to lock his heart on the departure of Je... he even hated God's destiny...

He was already very wrong...!!! right said mamang.. God has a plan for all the journeys of life that have taken place, both good and bad, there must be a silver lining...

Although Je.. Je belongs to God. If at this time God has taken his own then what merit Akbar still continues to scratch God to restore His...!!! akbar's own could have been sent by God through someone else...

" Remember jang...!!! don't over-protest destiny... God already knows what is appropriate and best for you.Learn to accept reality.and open up what God has given you..."

" Mamang does not want to interfere in your business.but seeing you want to hurt yourself like that was very sad... you are too selfish and impose your will... "

" It does hurt jang...!!! this does make you crumble and rebel..but as a creature who feels created by his God..do not occasionally over-protest Fate...it is a big mistake...!!!!" the advice of the mamang who seemed to have succeeded in breaking Akbar's heart

" Accept him jang..who knows he is the dispatch of God who really has you...!!!"

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