Not I'm Taking Him
The arrival of the police

It's been three days since my husband was buried. There are still many relatives who come to worship.

Good thing my boss gave me a week off. Besides wanting to set a disappointed heart, I also wanted to organize my life which I felt was very sad.

But I am still grateful, because God is still protecting me. I do not inculcate excessive resentment and hurt.

That afternoon, I was alone at home, because my brother had returned to his house.Mommy was also away, he said shopping for kitchens.

My in-laws?.

He said that his relatives were also many who visited the house.

I sat on the wall near the middle room.The room in my house is still on the mat, because it still holds yasinan.

only family and close neighbors.

I opened my social media, many condolences from my friends and acquaintances.

"Assynnhyes!!".

Said someone from the outside. His voice was male.maybe my husband's friend.

I fixed my hijab, which was a little messy.

"Waalaikumussalam.

I saw a man standing at the entrance of a house that was not closed. Like my husband's age.

because there are still relatives who worship.

"Hm. please come in sir!". I told him to come in.

I do not know him, but it could be my husband's acquaintance who wants to serve.

"Thank you!". he said.

He sat down on the carpet.

"Sorry.my arrival is a little late. Because yesterday I had a family affair that can not be left!". he said mince words.

"It's okay sir.I thank you for coming.I'm sorry for the mistake my husband made while knowing you.

As his wife, if there is a debt my husband owes to his father.I will pay it off.

He looked at me closely, then, then,

"Ha. ha. ha. ha..!". his laughter broke after a moment of looking at me sharply.

"Excuse me. Why are you laughing?!. Is there something wrong with what I said.

"Haha... Pardon me!.

I'm Guntur, the cop who called you at the hospital yesterday.

Ha.ha..

I came to return your husband's phone and wallet.

I was so embarrassed, I did not expect it. it turns out when wearing a dress very different appearance.

More macho and

'Astaghfirullah. My husband has just died. has assessed the good looks of other men.

"Oh sorry, I don't know.

Different looks make me not remember the father!".I replied embarrassedly.

"It's okay!. Even when you were in the hospital you didn't notice me either.

"One more time, I'm sorry.

"It's okay.

This belongs to your husband, and I'm sorry I opened your husband's wallet, to find your address.

Want to deliver directly!". he said give a tote bag.

"Thank you sir!". I said.

"My name is thunder, you can just call a name, maybe we're the same age!. I'm twenty-eight years old.

Sorry, whose name you are. Maybe I can say hello to you when we meet on the road later!". asked bang thunder.

"My name is gita bang!". I replied.

"Gita, I'm glad to be able to help you. I also say my condolences for the passing of your husband!".

"Thank you bang!". I replied.

"Hmm sorry, I have to go back first, because I'm going to be in service tonight.

"I also want to thank you for bringing my husband here.

Sorry for the trouble!". I said.

"It's okay, it's my negligence on duty!. Because yesterday after you came to the hospital, I went straight away.

And I just found out your husband died from a colleague of mine who stayed in the hospital.

That's why I immediately drove it to your house!". he said pointing to the tote bag near me.

then he left, after asking for permission to use a large motorcycle.

Hffs..

I took my breath slowly.

Then I entered, took the totebag that was given the thunder bang earlier and put it in the room.

I have not opened any goodies bang fajri. both at home, briefcase, cardboard that among his office friends.

And now bang fajri's wallet and cell phone. I'll open it tomorrow after I stay home alone, because every night my mom and my cousin take turns staying here.

Today, last night held yasinan. there are still many families and neighbors join yasinan.in addition to me and my husband close to the neighbors, also we help each other.

and tonight, I'm going home, too, with my brother because he's been living for a few days.

My village is about a half-hour drive from my home and work.

And tonight, I'm gonna open up all my husband's stuff

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