Marrying my Idol Ustadz
MUI: loss of you 2
"umi..in.ini" said the choking ustadz Alfi who managed to make everything stare at him. Umi Shita could not hold back her tears. Unbearable feeling spread throughout his body staring at his son.
"alfi, em. actually the one who died was dian nak" replied the umi shita.
"what?"
The tired face of ustadz Alfi was replaced with pias. His heartbeat instantly moved quickly pumping. World ceased. His heart was broken to pieces. A single tear just flowed involuntarily.
Walk inside towards the box. Mira's mother stepped away from her starting place allowing her daughter-in-law to sit in her place earlier that she occupied. Everything was sad staring ustadz Alfi was silent in his path. Even his feet are not going well. Stiff and limp. Forced sitting because he could not jump his body. His hand was about to open the chest but stopped.
"son, your wife's body is not intact" said Umi shita, who then covered her mouth withholding her voice.
Ustadz Alfi did not open. He fell silent again and looked at the picture. He remembered that he was the one who photographed it at the time. Miris once not and this second is also as bright or even all the memories back to spin and dance in his mind.
Dian is not equivalent to ustadz, because ustadz is so perfect....
Mas if you sleep handsome hihi....
You can't make me surprised. I can hang this later...
I love you, ustadzku. Alfie is mine...
Don't sulk. You're number 1 in my heart...
Her tears welled up by putting her head to bed in that box. How he didn't realize his last words before leaving. Why would he allow it? Sorry is also free because everything has happened. True, everything has happened although avoided but can not dodge or delay it.
"i'm late, but you've already told me one last time. But there are so many promises that have not been completed and realized."
"what was my fault? Don't leave me. If it's wrong, snatch it or beat me. Provided not to stay away." said ustadz Alfi who remained in his position with endless tears. Everyone can only listen and feel the sadness.
"wasn't it our 5th wedding anniversary you wanted to go to Mecca. Wanted to go umrah with me. I've already prepared it. Passports, visas and flight tickets have been prepared far away from my fingers. Even if I wanted to do Hajj, I would have granted it."
(Dian once said that she wanted to go to Mecca where her husband was born. Want to see the haram mosque and the Kaaba. Don't forget the camel, he wants to see it too. Ustadz Alfi agreed to it once he saw that he looked enthusiastic)
"who will make me breakfast, prepare all my needs, accompany me tausiyah, welcome me home with a smile, and who will stay up late just to wait for me to get sick?"
"your smile, your potluck, your annoyance, your anger, your frown and your laughter will all be lost I can no longer see and feel?hiks hyks"tangis ustadz Alfie.
It is 3 years of marriage. Passed by the happy and romantic household he built. All traits, attitudes and behaviors are known to each other. All witness that they rarely fight if there is nothing like a few years ago.
"no one makes me a cake. Your cake is as good and sweet as you. The taste of the cake is unmatched. International cake shop was less delicious with your making... whatever you make everything I like.." said ustadz Alfi stopped because he could not continue.
His eyes were swollen, his nose red, his face tired and sweat soaked his forehead. Only crying can be heard. Umi Shita stroked the back that looked vibrating. God, his son is so bad like this.
"hiks..hiks..why go hm.why choose hiks..hiks..take me deck..hiks hiks mas want to join"racau ustadz Alfi.
"patient nak alfi, istigfar" said bu mira while following the movement of umi shita. It turned out that her daughter-in-law felt more loss so deeply than her.
Ustadz Alfi finally stopped crying by saying Istigfar repeatedly. He seemed to forget the incitement of the shaitan that appeared at first sort of from his words earlier. Ustadz is human. People who will sometimes be filthy and sinful .
"change your clothes and rest alfi" said the umi shita who was only nodding.
Stand up and walk towards the room. A greeting from someone on the outside is all the attention. Umi Shita then stands up to meet a man who turns out to be a courier.
"assalamulaikum"salam the courier.
"waalaikumsalam" replied umi shita.
"apologize mom, there's a package with the recipient on behalf of Alfi YES. Sender from Dian NC" said the courier.
"yes with myself"sahut ustadz Alfi who is behind umi shita.
"please sign here"the courier's friendly smile. Then alfi ustadz signed it and saw a sizable box in the hands of the shita umi. After signing it, he chose to enter.
The courier was surprised, usually he drove here must be ustadz Alfi replied with a smile. But now it is not and looks so flat and cold.
"sorry mother, someone has died. I'm so sorry" said the courier.
"yes thanks. My daughter-in-law died" replied umi shita. The courier was suddenly surprised.
"god did not think it turned out dian mba died. Death does not look at people. Mba dian is a friendly and kind person. Cheap smile to anyone may khusnul khatimah aamiin"bathin the courier who then resigned.
Shita opened the box. There is a paper that reads "for hafsa, the favorite daughter of Umi" and 2 dolls. Goat dolls are medium-sized black and white and there is a necklace that says the name of the doll is "kiki" while a large cat doll that appears to sit a black herd named "tata" on his neck. In addition, there is also a frame of award certificate that has been signed.
"hafsa, here baby"call umi shita. Hafsa who is in the corner of the room approaches the mbah utiinya.
"look, these 2 dolls desire hafsa. Umi has bought this and kept her promise." said umi shita by holding back her tears.
"wah.4 the tutelage was umina and temenna ugha. Namana ciapa utii"hafsa enthusiasm.
"his cat's name is k goat's kata kiki" said bu mira while umi shita shifted her position because she could not look at the innocent face of her grandson who made her heart so sore.
Hafsa took the two dolls to her parents' room to pick up her 4 kittens basket. Ustadz Alfi who from the kitchen wanted to go to the room also suddenly froze staring at the face of hafsa.
By avert his eyes because it was not strong staring at that face that resembled a lampstand. Hafsa stared at the nilar of her ashes that entered the room. Ustadz Alfi had entered the bathroom and then hafsa took the basket despite a little distress. Looks like he's going to sleep in the other room for not bothering his ashes.
"abi, why do you want to see apca? Umii apca penen peyuk abii"bathin hafsa wants to cry but she has to be strong. Must understand if his ashes need time.
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The morning was greeted with heavy rain. Vishnu uncle and his wife and son were already in the house of alfi ustadz. Caca who was in aceh immediately flew when he heard his best friend was gone. Gus agung and vira also went straight there, they happened to be in bekasi.
The rain has gone. The body of the deceased dian has been sholated and ready to be buried. The plan will be buried in the tomb of the family of Ustadz Alfi. All the funeral needs are ready. Only a few neighbors who buried so hired a mini bus to transport them while the nuclear family uses their respective cars.
The coffin was raised by ahmad's father, vishnu's uncle, umay and alfi ustadz himself. He seemed more closed and quiet. His gaze was empty while focusing on the coffin containing the corpse of the wife. He wears black coloured cocoa presented by dian. Had wanted to be used when the birthday was held, uh even to take to the final resting place dian.
Destiny is uncertain. The beginning of the meeting, the proposal and the wedding are so beautiful. Their togetherness kept on remembering in his mind. Unknowingly her tears flowed back but were covered with her sunglasses.
Arriving at the funeral...
The sky was indeed overcast but the rain water had yet to fall like it was holding something back. The weather like this is so contrasted with their sadness and gloomy for the heart of ustadz Alfi.
Dian is kind, friendly, friendly, has high sympathy, patient, and generous. Many people like it because of its attitude and nature. His smile was so striking to anyone who saw him. But now there is only a name on a tombstone made of wood.
Miss Mira sprinkled flowers over her daughter's grave, still like yesterday. His friendly face was gone and changed with stifled tears. Strew flowers alternately with other family members.
Ustadz Alfi could only stare at the tomb. Mounds of red earth scattered flowers on it and also many bouquets. The tombstone reads the name he used to say during the Qobul ijab.
...innalillahi wa inna illaihi ro'jiun...
...Dian Nurul Cahyaningrat's...
...binti Ahmadi noble...
...Born : Wonogiri, xx xxxx xxxx...
...Died: Jakarta, xx xxxx xxxx...
That writing really stifled his heart. Moreover, Figura photo featuring Dian smiling with a cream color gamis placed also above the navel. Miris once, the photo was he who photographed it.
Everyone started to leave the place and return to his house. While umay and faqih always wait but slightly away and turn their backs to someone who needs privacy. ustadz Alfi who bent his legs while looking seriously at what is in front of him.
"assalamualaikum"salam ustadz Alfi who then read the letter yasin with his tartil. Praying for his late wife to lay her grave.
"dad, I didn't think you'd leave me so soon. Generally, I shouldn't have gone first. But it turns out you came first and I think it's too soon."
"you go then what about me deck. I really can't take care of and raise our own child"
"do you know? Now I am a widower with one son hehe very sad. What if someone takes your position later? But it's never gonna happen. Because my heart is only you."
"about your message. Moreover, our son's face is so similar to yours. Wait for us there and I'll say goodbye. God willing, I will keep visiting you here at any time."
Such is the speech of ustadz Alfi as if he would be dian in there reply or listen to him. Removing her tears and tidying up the slightly shifted wreath. At first glance staring at the picture figura then walk with umay and faqih in front of him. When he was almost away, he stared at the nilar place that was striking from the others.
"cure and heal this heart. Then the deck of dian will be quiet there. But my heart refused to learn to move on from him"bathin ustadz Alfi.
Seriate....
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