PERIPLES
A Loss

I ran as hard as I could without caring about the people who swore because I accidentally got hit. I saw father and mother Harris standing in front of the morgue. Lukas is currently at the police station to witness because he was one of the people who met his mother last time.

The police told me that the SAR team found a body on the riverbank next door. With a body that is destroyed so that it cannot be recognized. But the surprising thing was that the clothes the corpse was wearing were exactly the same as the clothes that Lukas said he wore to the hospital. Not even a single cctv was installed on the bridge.

With the rest of my energy, I pushed my body violently, "Why don't you want an autopsy, Dad?"

The hospital had suggested an autopsy, but the father, who was his guardian, did not want the action. The only way we could know what caused the body's destruction was by autopsy.

"Vela, I don't want your body destroyed any more."

With tears still breaking, I smiled. Don't want to see your mother destroyed he said?

"DADDY MADE MOTHER KAYAK GINI, COULD YOU USE THAT EXCUSE?"

"If you talk to your parents, don't use high notes, Vela!" I glanced sharply at my mother Sister Harris defending my father.

"It's my family's business. You don't have to interfere."

I pulled my hands rough, "She's gonna be your mom soon."

I threw Dad's hand. Walking up to the woman next to him, "Don't tell me you purposely made my mother kayak gini?"

"If you talk, don't be reckless!"

"Because I see only you two who are calm and calm in a state like this."

My hand was raised to slap me. I've prepared myself. But, with a distance of a few inches left someone held his hand.

"Please calm. This is in the hospital especially in a state of mourning. If you don't feel grief, at least understand your daughter's feelings. Don't make things worse."

The man took my hand and took me away from that place. He took me out of the hospital, past the park, and ended up sitting on a long white chair.

He took off his grip, then grabbed my little head and leaned on his broad shoulders.

"Lo can cry. Don't let sadness freeze in your heart."

To open up, my eyes felt heavy. My head is totally dizzy uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry. It turns out that my attitude to lo during this time is getting ruined your life. I'm sorry. I should be the only guy who makes you happy."

"Mahen, why are you following along like Luke?" Tanyaku.

Mahen stroked my black mane. The world that was in front of my eyes was now spinning extremely violently. The air around him was cooler than before. The loud buzzing sounded extremely deafening in my ears. My head hurts so much, my heart is so broken. I can't feel the slightest bit of oxygen going through my nose. Slowly, everything went dark.

...***...

"Vell?"

With heavy eyes, I turned to the side of the bed where I was lying. Still looks the same as the last time before fainting.

"Mahen? Has your mother been brought home?"

He shook his head, "not yet."

"Hen, anterin I'm home now."

"No. You still need a break."

"Ck. Rest can be later, tomorrow, I want to see mother for the last time! I didn't see my mom at the hospital yesterday because I didn't wake up."

He crouched down in front of me, "come on."

"What hell! I can walk by myself."

"If you want to go home with me, Vel."

I took a long breath. Then obey Mahen's orders to go up to his back. We stepped out and met Luke who was running from the entrance.

"Follow my car." Lukas said.

In Luke's car, we were both silent. My mind drifted away. After a long time, we arrived home. White flag is already in place. I got out of the car, and was greeted with a sad hug from my relatives. They cry, it makes no difference to me. Next to my mother's sister, there's Rena. His eyes are swollen. Again and again, he hugged me tightly. The girl led me into the house, and through the crowd. Without even touching the water, I changed all my clothes in black. The mother will be buried in a tomb not far from home.

The sound of siren ambulance roars brought me back into a nightmare. Mother's body was brought inside. With a trained step, Rena and I joined the people who will be soliciting the mother's late. Can't cry in front of a corpse, I know that.

Dozens of people accompanied ushered the mother to the final resting place. Inside the burrow already stood two sisters mother, and father. I saw the regret that emanated from my father's net. I saw the bodies that had been put down, and received by the three of them. Either it's just my feeling, or the wind is blowing faster.

With my heart fully surrendered to God, I truly pray that you will be given a place that is more than worthy of His side. If you need witnesses, I am one of the witnesses who dared to swear that you are a good person during your life in the world. I really hope that the pain that you feel while living the life of the world, is well reciprocated in the eternal life of the Hereafter. I believe God took Mother because God loves you more than anyone. May the face of the mother who began to wrinkle, the hands of the mother who began to be rough because of noble work, turn into the most beautiful angel in heaven.

If I had known that the meeting at home was my last meeting with my mother, I would not have gone to a futsal match. If I knew it was the last meeting, I would wake up in the hospital. Mother, Mother,

I forced a smile in front of my mother for the last time. Rena who always faithfully embraces my shoulders, further strengthen the embrace. Thank you, Mother, for being a mother who is willing to give birth to me safely. Thank you, Mother, for being able to teach me that we must always do good until the end. Thank you, for being able to stand firmly on a pile of pointy nails. Mother, if I could hold you, I would convey how much I love you.

Have a good night, mother. Loved you.

...***...

I opened my eyes very reluctantly. Not that I don't want to live, but I feel like I want to be rested for at least three days. I don't know what this feeling is. I saw a wall clock that had been languishing in my room for over ten years. Hello kitty shaped wall clock given by father on new year's night.

The hour hand shows at 12 p.m. The day after the tough days. I still refuse to take off the black clothes I was wearing. Not a sound from outside.

I rhymed from the room to go to the bathroom, wanting to clean up the mess. While passing through the living room, my pair of eyes caught a man sitting on the sofa while playing a cell phone.

As if not looking, I quickened my pace to leave from there. But the man pulled my hand hard enough that I ended up sitting on his lap.

For a moment, I could make sure this man's eyes were puffy from crying. I pushed her hard, and hurriedly stood up from her lap. My hands floated and landed on her smooth cheeks with a loud voice.

"Banthosex lo, Brother!"

Sister Harris looked at me with teary eyes. "Vell. What you said is not what really happened."

"GO ON OUT OF HERE!"

"Vell. I really love you."

He clasped my hand, then without a second thought violently flung down, "oh. I should have left here."

"If you go, I'll go, Vel."

I smiled wryly, "can you say it's like after you and nyokap you make your mother no?!"

"Vell. Give me time to tell the story. I know all the answers to some of the questions you have in mind."

I'm screching. No hypocrite, I was indeed hooked by those words he said.

"Vell. This once. Let me clear. After you hear my explanation, you are free to do anything. You can stay away from me, you can hate me. But please, give me the space to clear everything."