
Ten disciples walked down the street filled with flowers of sorrow. Bara cars cannot park too close because of the large number of mourning cars. Dul dingukan looking for where Annisa's where. Is that girl next to her mother's body? What pain does Annisa's mother have? How many siblings does Annisa have? Dul repeated all the questions he had asked in his mind along the way.
"Icha's friends' sisters, huh?" ask a beak man.
"Really, Om. We are from the Annisa school" replied Dul who was in the front position.
"I Am the Icha. Almarhumah's sister. Icha inside next to her mom. Mama Icha has not been buried because she is waiting for her eldest brother to arrive. Come on.ayo, just go in." The man escorted Dul and his friends until they arrived at the door.
The living room of Annisa's house is quite large. There, Dul easily finds Annisa. For a while Dul was unaware of the whereabouts of his friends. He stood frozen to see Annisa who was half lying in her arms holding her mother covered in a long cloth. His black hair covered his face.
"Come, we'll go near Nisa," asked Yani, ahead of Dul.
At first, Dul thought that Annisa was asleep. But, the more Dul steps closer to the mattress where Nisa's mother is laid, he sees that the girl's hand moves rubbing her mother's hand.
Dul faintly heard Annisa's voice saying, "Mama ... Icha has taken care of Mama ...."
Dul swallowed. His throat feels dry. For a moment he remembered how to comfort the sad person? Dul clucked slowly. He doesn't know how. His mind then thought about what he wanted to receive from others while he was sad? What was Bara doing when he felt alone?
Ah, I just remembered. Dad used to come to see me, I'm already happy.
"Dul, sit you down. We've been looking at this for a long time" whispered Robin, patting Dul's buttocks still standing in front of them.
Dul nodded and looked back. "Sorry," he said, quickly open his backpack and sit down. At the front and next to her sat two female students from her class.
Dul looked back at a glance. Robin sat next to Yani with a tense face. While Yani, who was sitting near other mourners, seemed to be busy interviewing the mourner to gather information about Annisa and her mother. Dul was a little happy because Yani really did carry out his duties as OSIS secretary very well. That girl is so cute and always brave.
"Put," call Dul. His friend who was half-statured raised his face and slightly blushed.
"I'd be a shadow if my mother died. I haven't been able to win, I still have a lot of money. My mother wakes up every day at two in the morning. Definitely lack of sleep" said Putra with a choked voice. His eyes are wet again.
Hearing that, Dul immediately turned his face away. It's not funny that the two of them hugged each other there and wept at each other for what they imagined. Today they should be entertaining Annisa.
Dul slowly shifted his seat forward. Little by little, he approached Annisa.
"Nisa," call Dul.
The girl stopped her hand rubbing at the mother, then straightened her head and turned towards Dul. Annisa tidied up the sheet of her hair that stuck to her face because of tears. His face was very puffy and looked pale.
"Abdullah," said Annisa. Her voice is raucous. Almost inaudible.
"I came with friends," Dul turned his glance back to show his other friend.
"Well," said Annisa, forcing an unapproved smile on her eyes. "I don't exist, Dul .... But I've taken all my time. But Mama left too. Many years ... many years, Dul ...." Annisa turned back to look at her late mother's body. The girl placed the back of her hand on the cheek of the woman who gave birth to her from behind the white veil. "But .. said Mama's people are not sick anymore. Yeah, right, Ma? Mama's not sick anymore?" Annisa rubs her mother's cheek.
Dul felt his chest full. He couldn't say anything. Just silently stared at Annisa's trembling hand while on her mother's cheek.
"Mama is not sick anymore but ninggalin Icha is hurt. Icha alone, Ma .... Icha no more friends talking. Icha said ... Icha is nothing. Icha's not tired" Annisa said. He then turned back to Dul. "Mama said she didn't want to keep taking my shit, Dul .... I don't feel repotined. Now I don't have a mother anymore" he added slowly. Annisa looked down and hugged her mother.
To Be Continued