The Love Story of the Dampit Family
The suffering that befalls
That night, Gusti was already preparing to sleep, but he again remembered the sad face of the woman who had managed to steal his heart. Before going to bed, Gusti sent the best do'a to the beloved son of the person he loved. Then, Gustipun pulled his blanket to go to dreamland.
"Om." call a little boy.
"Yes?"
"Om, I love Mama so much."
"Who are you, son?"
"I love mom, um."
"Yes, I understand. But what's your name? Take you to your mom."
"Well, I can't see my mom again."
"Why?"
"Because I'm happy here."
"I'm picking up mommy's o'm."
"Eh, but who's your mama?"
"I'm sure you can take care of Mom. Because I love my mom too, right?"
"Who are you, son? Whose mom?"
"Anyway, I have to promise, I'll take care of my mother."
"Okey, promise me."
"Thank you for that."
The boy left, leaving Gusti alone. Gusti wanted to ask for an explanation, but the boy did not give any explanation.
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That day, Rama's situation worsened. Even so, Hima remained strong and encouraging, that the state of her son would soon improve
However, that morning, after the tahajud prayer, Hima who did not want to leave the nursery of her son, she chose the tahajud prayer at the location, but when after saying the greeting, Rama called his mother's name .
"Mama."
"Rama? Yes son, this is my dear mother." said Hima very happy to see her son was conscious.
"Rama dear mama" said Rama weakly.
"Mama also loved Rama very much" said Hima while hugging her son's body.
"Mama, Rama has to go. Mama same om ya." rich Rama.
"Omm? Yes, unfortunately later we will both Juna we go back to the boarding school" said Hima who knew om in question is om Juna.
"Mama will be the same, Rama will go home" said Rama.
"Dear, we go home together" said Hima again.
"Rama dear mama" said Rama with tears coming out of her eyes.
"Mama loved Rama too much."
"Rama wants mommy to be the same. Let mama not be sad again." said Rama again.
"Dear, my mom will always be the same" said Hima.
"Mama promise?"
"Yes, mama promised me dear."
"Mama don't cry anymore, mama has to be cool. Rama looked at Mama's smile." said Rama.
"Okey, mama is happy, mama is not sad" said Hima by pulling her face to smile.
"Thank you Mama" said Rama smiling as well.
But after that, the sound of the engine next to Rama rang, indicating Rama was not okay. Hima immediately called the guarding nurse, and several nurses and doctors immediately treated Rama in the ICU. Hima was asked to leave the room.
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"Sister, get up. Wake." Anjani shook the man's body.
"Sister's phone from earlier sounds on. Someone called, it seemed important" Anjani said, handing over her phone.
"Doctor Danu?" gumam Gusti's.
Gusti recalled, yesterday before he came home he advised the doctor Danu, if there is anything with Rama, his son Hima, he must be immediately notified.
Gustipun immediately called back his best friend.
"Hello. Doctor Danu. How's it? What's the news?" ask Gusti.
Sound of speech from across the street that immediately made Gusti immediately pronounce the sentence Tarjih.
"Innalillahi wainnailaihi Raji'un." murmured Gusti.
"Okey, I'm going to the hospital right now" Gusti said hurriedly.
"Sir, come with me now" Gusti said as he ran.
"Where's sis?" asked Anjani who was still standing in front of her brother's room.
"To the hospital. Nowow. Brother needs you" Gusti said in a hurry to change clothes.
"Yes, Jeni changed clothes first" Anjani said running towards her room.
Gusti and Anjanipun immediately drove to the hospital, Gusti just told Anjani related to the news he had just received.
"Hima's son died on the deck" Gusti said, focusing on the steering wheel.
"Innalillahi wainnailaihi Raji'un" said Anjani.
"So fast, brother?" anjani continued again.
"Yes, because it was yesterday according to the analysis, the patient already has no power to survive" Gusti said.
"Hm, must be Hima again very sad this brother" said Anjani.
Arriving at the site, Gusti and Anjani went straight to the mortuary.
"It just so happens, Gusti mas, Jeni. Please secure Hima first" Arjuna said.
"Yes." answer.
Gusti and Anjanipun secured Hima in another room so as not to be shocked whenever he came to his senses and remembered his son. Hima often fainted every time she remembered her son, so it was immediately secured to the ward not far from the corpse room.
"Mas Gusti, I picked Hima first. My family and I want to take care of the body of Rama first, this will be taken directly to the boarding school, because it will be handled at the boarding school. Later, nitip mbak Hima, if mbak Hima is aware, please just go home to the boarding school mas " said Arjuna advised Gusti.
"Good Jun."
"Nitip mbakku ya Jen." Rich Arjuna on Anjani.
"Yes." Anjani replied.
Rama's funeral procession was taken care of in the pesantren, after Hima realized, Hima was immediately invited back to the boarding school, accompanied by Anjani, because Hima's body was very weak.
Many mourners came and went, and many santri participated in sholatkan the body. Similarly, Umi Ulfa and Eyang Maryam, they are also very sad about the passing of their grandchildren. Ustadz Ilyas and Ustadz Mumtaz took care of all the affairs of his grandson's funeral with a heart full of sorrow.
"Mas Ardi better not appear before mbak Hima first mas, because the mood mbak Hima and family are not okay." rich Arjuna in front of the boarding gate, pesantren, when he saw Ardi would come in to take part in the departure of his son forever.
"But he is also my son Jun." said Ardi insisting.
"I know, but it's different. This is for the safety of Ardi's people as well" Arjuna said.
"I also want to see my son Jun last time" said Ardi with a bitter cry.
"Okey, but just for a moment, ma'am" said Arjuna gave his former sister-in-law some leeway.
Ardipun headed to where his son was laid, he saw the face at a glance with a pair of tears.
"I'm sorry papa son" said Ardi.
"Why did you come here? Go!" hima said when she saw Ardi standing near her son's body.
"I'm sorry Hima. Sorry." said Ardi pilu.
"Go you, Go!" hima shouted while pointing at the exit, Hima was immediately pacified back by Umi Ulfa.
That day, the day of mourning for all pesantren, especially Hima, her biological mother who had not seen her son for a long time.
May Allah accept the practice of Ramadan Ardi Nugroho.