BLESSINGS OF LOVE
Wednesday Asmila Cemetery

The TNI Air Force helicopter from the airport in Jakarta was heading to the city of Cirebon, and on that day it was not as usual that the vehicle was used for military exercises.

That day the helicopter was used to carry the coffin of a woman who was the victim of an accident due to drowning in a river in Palembang Regency.

The coffin was previously carried by TNI aircraft also from Palembang City to Jakarta.

Previously there were two coffins, but the other was picked up by the victim's family at Jakarta airport.

While this one will be picked up at a small airport in Cirebon City by his family.

The name of the victim in the casket is Asmila Maryana, currently the family of the victim, Hastomo, is waiting at the airport along with an ambulance belonging to the TNI as well.

Seen the helicopter has arrived and is setting the landing position, some TNI is seen immediately approaching to the landing point.

After the helicopter landed, the coffin was lowered and immediately inserted into the TNI ambulance that was also at the location.

Hastomo took the ambulance as a guide to his house.

At the house Mr. Jaka had gathered all relatives and neighbors, including Mr. Ustadz and Ms. Ustadzah already in the house.

Everyone present was reading Yassin's letter while waiting for Asmila's body to arrive.

Jaka's mother was still crying, her heart was heartbroken when she found out her son died in a very tragic way.

"I do not believe, by God I still do not believe that Asmila should go that way," said Mother Jaka while continuing to tear.

"Prophe mom, it's all fate. All God who governs and determines the life and death of mankind," Mother Ustadzah tried to encourage Mother Jaka.

Asmida also just remained silent, tears kept flowing down her cheeks. She did not expect that a few days ago talking to her sister at her husband's food stall was her last meeting.

Shortly heard the sirens of ambulance cars entering the entrance to the family home of Mr. Jaka, looks Fuad has been standing in front of the yard waiting for the arrival of his wife's body.

Then the ambulance arrived in front of Mr. Jaka's house, and officers immediately went down to open the back door of the car and together with some people lowered the coffin.

The crate was immediately taken to the edge of the house there was a room covered with curtains that had been prepared to bathe the corpse since.

Behind the curtain there is a table and Ibu Ustadzah with Asmida is ready to wait there.

The crate was opened, and the smell of the decomposing corpse gushed throughout the room.

Fuad immediately grabbed his wife's stiff body and placed it on the table.

"Astagfirullah!!!" screeched some people when Asmila's body was in Fuad's sling, all shocked because Asmila's neck seemed to droop like it was coming off.

"Slow down, the officer said, telling her that Asmila's neck was indeed broken" Hastomo said, helping Fuad place Asmila's body on the table.

After Asmila's body lay on the table, then Fuad and Hastomo out of the place and behind the closed curtains of Mother Ustadzah assisted Asmida and several other women bathing Asmila's body.

Jaka's mother fainted at that time, she could not see the stiff body of her child let alone know her son's neck was broken.

Some relatives immediately dealt with the fainting Mother Jaka, given wind oil and drinking warm water.

A relative hugged the hysterical Mother Jaka when she regained consciousness, either she might feel very guilty to her child.

Mr. Jaka had been sitting on the porch of the house accompanied by several other male relatives, he was crying but could not move a bit because his heart was too broken to see the condition of his youngest child.

Fuad signed the results of the forensic report and also the TNI handover form to the family.

After that he read the results of the forensic report and correctly listed the results of the examination that Asmila died of a broken neck due to a very hard impact.

As the husband imagines how his wife at the time of the incident may be sitting or sleeping, know-how slammed hard and may be what sound from a broken neck like in action movies.

Goosebumps all over his body imagining the incident that befell his wife.

The ambulance finally returned to the TNI headquarters while carrying an empty casket, perhaps such a crate was often used to carry the bodies of other victims of the accident.

After being bathed and then forgiven, Asmila's body was brought into the middle room of the house.

Jaka's mother was still roaring agitated to see Asmila's body stiffened, she was crying on the edge of her son's corpse while apologizing repeatedly.

Yassin's letter was again read out by everyone present, tears kept flowing from the cheeks of almost everyone in the room.

Keranda came brought by several teenagers of the mosque management, after Yassin's letter was read and the body was transferred to the coffin and immediately taken to the nearest mosque to be sholatan.

After being sholated, then the coffins are carried by several people including Fuad and Hastomo heading to the cemetery.

Mr. Ustad was waiting at the funeral, and shortly after the prayer, Asmila's body was lifted and put on the ground.

Fuad was making sacrifices in a burrow, and then he went upstairs and the ground began to cover the body of Asmila lying inside.

When the ground had covered the tomb of Asmila entirely, then the prayer was again offered so that the body paved its way to eternity and could be on the side of Allah SWT.

Returning home to his father-in-law with a very tired body, Fuad still felt disbelief and as if in his heart there was a lump of questions that could not be expressed and could not get an answer.

Somehow it must be, but it feels like this heart is too sick, but inevitably Fuad has to find the answer.

For what his wife is in Palembang, while in the morning it is real heard in his ear if his wife says there will be an event with the President Director in connection there will be a seminar road show that must be done.

"Fuad, I'm sorry I want to talk but don't let our conversation upset you and hurt" Hastomo approached Fuad sitting in the living room.

"Speak, what's up, ma'am?".

Hastomo then called his wife Asmida and the two now sat before Fuad.

"Sunday when Asmila came to the place where I was selling while waiting for you to pick her up, she said to Asmida that she was going out of town to go for treatment with her friend".

"Just he didn't mention the name of the city and who was the friend who asked him for treatment. And whether to seek treatment is not clear information presented to us," Hastomo told Fuad.

"Yes, I don't know why we hadn't finished talking, and then you came and the conversation was interrupted. Then the next day when I ate at home too, I forgot to ask again about the plan of his departure," Asmida also conveyed what she had talked to her sister.

"He didn't say anything about treatment, he had permission for a seminar to be held in several cities and a dinner on Saturday night with the President Director" Fuad also said what he knew from his wife.

"Is Mila hiding something from all of us?" Asmida looked confused.

"We must not judge or prejudge him. Poor him is gone, lest we hinder his path to heaven" Fuad said, always wise to speak.

All sighing heavily at Fuad's words, then all fell silent not knowing what else to discuss about Asmila.

"Sir Mida, I ask for help to ask for information on the address of the boarding house that Asmila has been renting and the telephone number of people who can be contacted there. Because all this time the office paid the monthly rent," Fuad pinta told Asmida.

"Oh, yes, the office asked that too. And I said that later we will go to Jakarta to take all the belongings of Asmila," said Asmida and answered with a nod of the head by Fuad.

After that, Fuad approached the media crew who had waited since then and of course was immediately flocked by various questions.

"Sir Fuad, does your wife have a special relationship with a man named Mario who was also the victim of yesterday's accident?".

"Does Pak Fuad know what your wife did during her time in Jakarta ?".

"Sir Fuad, maybe you know a man named Mario is a successful businessman in the construction field. Have you ever met you this whole time?".

Fuad just silently listened to the questions that rushed from the media crew.

"Father and Mother, friends of the media, I'm sorry I'm still so sorry for the loss of my wife. So for a while, I can't explain anything because what you all ask is not yet known to me".

"Once again apologize, give me a little space and time to breathe while I figure out what really happened to my wife. Thank you," Fuad said, ending the conversation, but the media still insist on looking for information.

Until finally because there was no more information from the family, then they began to leave the house of his father-in-law Fuad one by one.

"Fuad, said Mr. Ustad later tahlilan only three days. So you temporarily stayed here with us, well," Ibu Jaka pleaded in a weak tone.

Then Fuad agreed while kissing his mother-in-law's forehead who continued to cry when he met her.

"I'm sorry, I have no comment" Anwar said as the media chased him and asked questions about Asrul and Jena.

He was so upset because since this morning seemed to be a fugitive, where also there were media crews following him to inquire about the case of his brother's death.

"Geez, my brother who died, I must be busy being pursued by the media" Anwar complained to his wife Raya.

"Look, Bang Asrul is the son-in-law of a distinguished man. Then there was this incident, where it was discovered that he had a child with another woman. It will definitely be a scene everywhere" said Raya while laughing cynically.

"Hmmm, it's him who makes runyam. Brother can do stupid like that, long is now our problem that lives. Work can not, even out of the house just inhaling air was very difficult," Anwar looks annoyed considering the incident of his death.

"But then we will go to Palembang there?" ask her husband.

"Must be so, we can't just stay quiet. I also want to know the truth, until Bang Asrul must be buried there that's how the story is," Anwar replied with a face full of questions.

"Once, I don't remember. I've been to work a few times. And there used to be a young woman there, but I don't know what her name is" Anwar replied, raising his shoulders.

"About a look, what beauty does she have in comparison to Etha's sister?" tanya Raya again.

"Wow, how do I know. I really didn't pay much attention to that woman. Besides what's in it for me, must pay attention and compare others" said Anwar again.

"That means she's not very pretty. Because if it is very beautiful, surely Bang Anwar will pay attention to him as well," said Raya while glancing meledek.

"Well, you always have been. The problems of others, the affairs of others, the aftermath of her own husband being attributed. Though I knew it was none of their business, but it always got its sap," Anwar so nagged at his wife.

"If you don't feel like you're paying attention to that woman, then why be a sewot. Relax, his name is also the wife asks, even angry," said Raya again while sneering.

Anwar looked upset, already he was annoyed can not go out of the house, then his wife also mocked him.

"Bang, umi and abi since yesterday did not open a store and did not leave the house. I was worried they were wondering," Raya suddenly remembered to her two in-laws.

"Oh, I called. They don't want to be disturbed first. These two days are reading Yassin's letter, and then reciting. That's their way of coping with his grief" Anwar explained.

"Only I just found out that in the teachings of your family there is no knowledge for the dead. Though almost all Muslims do that," Raya just understood the habit in her husband's house.

"Yes, in our religion there are also many teachings, and especially in my extended family understand such teachings. Although it is acceptable, it is only done by the nuclear family and does not have to invite many people," Anwar explained to his wife.

The difference is Raya with Aletha, she always wants to learn the habits in her husband's family and try to mingle with the husband's family.

Meanwhile, Aletha, from marriage until Asrul died, did not know any customs in her husband's family.

"Serem, our boarding house is a horror," said one of the hostesses at Asmila's place to rent a room for the past few years.

"It's my guess, they're not husband and wife. I've been suspicious for a long time about it" commented one of the other residents.

"But they're very tidy well, and strangely enough how can a hostess just trust both of them?" others also questioned Asmila and Mario.

"Well, that's the hostess coming. We better ask them directly!" invite one of the people who saw the arrival of the hostess

The mother of the hostess is seen walking into the boarding house and of course directly to Asmila's room. Behind him are seen the two boarding guards walking in the footsteps of his employer.

"I'm surprised, you two can just give the main key and spare key to this tenant. Now that the guy's dead, then how's the stuff in there?" The mother of the hostess scolded her two employees.

"I suspect the two of you, it seems you were bribed by this guy first. I was surprised to be surprised if there is an unofficial couple husband and wife often stay in this house. You must have been given something, let's answer!!!" hardik Mother the owner of the boarding house in front of her two employees who continued to bow since earlier.

"Java!!!".

The two glanced at each other, then tried to speak honestly to his master.

"Sorry, ma'am, if I often charge a copy of the marriage certificate and family card to Ms. Asmila. But it was always answered in her husband, if I asked the father who likes to come here, who we think her husband also always answered later the file was left at home" one of his employees explained.

"Yes, right, to me as well. I have been this year often doled, until finally forgetfulness," said the other employee trying to help his friend.

"Okay, you guys forgot and maybe I'm too late, 'cause I think you're holding their file. But it turns out I just asked, it turns out that almost a year more this person rented here without us knowing the truth of his status. It's messed up, really messed up, "The hostess' mother is really upset.

"Now I ask, what have you been given by him? money or what?!!!" The hostess asked again while looking irritated.

"Honestly ma'am, if money really likes me, but only five thousand or ten thousand. It was also my wages to be told to buy food or to buy something. Other than that never," said the officer who is a man.

"True ma'am, I also like to be given it also my wages washing, ironing and cleaning his room. Or if Asmila's mother asks for help in the massage or is bullied because of colds," the female employee also explained to her employer.

"Loh, instead of washing iron is included in the boarding service here. So you're asking for more?" ask the hostess' mother while glaring.

"For God's sake, I didn't ask. But Asmila's mother who gave, I sometimes like to be told to wash her husband's clothes," said the female employee with fear.

"God, that man is not her husband. You see it not on television. Where now your keys give them both. Exasperated my heart, wanting to throw you into the ocean to be eaten by sharks," the hostess' mother scolded as her hands clenched.

"So someone called from the office where Asmila's mother worked, he said next week there would be people coming to take care of all the belongings of Asmila's mother," the male employee told his employer.

Hearing that the hostess' mother looked a little relieved, then agreed with the words of her employees earlier.

"Yes, we'll wait until next week. Hopefully his family can immediately clean up and bring all the furniture belonging to the tenant," said the mother of the hostess while sighing with relief.

The other hostess residents have since noticed the mother of the hostess who is scolding her two employees.

Then one of them asked the mother of the hostess, "I'm sorry, we can ask, why you can not fail to ask for the data of Asmila's mother in full. Though we were until our own mother who intervened asked for our personal data. Why yeah, mom?".

The hostess' mother looked at the person who asked then replied with a pretty spicy sentence.

"I miss because this person if you pay rent on time, never misses every month. If you guys will have to charge first, until I gedor-gedor the door of the new room answer. Ma'am.sorry, next week yah can not delivery or ma'am sorry I payday late. Well, that's why I definitely remember the faces of the delinquent".

"Come, who haven't paid this month, pay now!!!".

Hearing the powerful answer that slid from the tigress' mouth, suddenly the host disappeared all like a magician.

All the rooms were immediately locked tightly, and the atmosphere became quiet like there were no boarding residents in the house.

If peeked into every room, must all are hiding, whether in the closet or under the bed. There may even be someone who is pretending to be a sitting lamp, or a garden statue.

The mother boarding bill is much more sinister compared to the Asmila death rumors.

That afternoon Jimmy who was talking to Rosalinda felt strange because suddenly there was a remark that Kristy was his girlfriend.

"Sister Rosa is crazy or what is it? I told you Kristy was my girlfriend. Or maybe he was looking for my attention.hmmm, okay," Jimmy muttered to himself and then he thought of something.

"Kristy, can we talk for a minute" asked Jimmy when Kristy had just finished tidying up all the equipment she had brought since morning for the purposes of arranging food in the house.

"Yes, can I help Mr Jimmy?" ask Kristy kindly as usual.

"Sorry, I'll have all the food bills. Says Rosa is still ordering food for the next three days. So I asked for the bill, and tomorrow if you come here let your men come. I don't want you to come here anymore" Jimmy said coldly and tightly.

Hearing that, of course, Kristy felt astonished and shocked, "What's the matter? Am I wrong with this family?".

"Wrongly not well, only I don't want any sentences if you're my girlfriend. Sorry, I never said we were dating. So I don't want that image, I don't like that you're looking so hard for my family that I want to be your partner" Jimmy's speech was so spicy and hurtful.

Kristy, of course, was very upset and hurt to hear it, and then she said, "I'm sorry, I never sought your attention or sought your family's attention. And I also have no thoughts of wanting to pair with you. I'm here because I sympathize with Mr. Mario's family, at least the deceased was one of my colleagues".

"But you've been sending me food for a long time, sending me food to the office when I'm sure you're trying to lure me into being attracted to you" Jimmy pressed again to Kristy.

"Gosh, I'm sending you food because I'm promoting. Not me fishing you, sorry well. What do you think you're as handsome, so you can accuse me like that?" Kristy was so pissed off at Jimmy.

"Handsome or not, that's my business. To be sure, as long as you know, all your food delivery on my table I never eat. All I give to others. I'm anti-use especially when it comes to women who like to send food," Jimmy again uttered a painful sentence.

Kristy took a deep breath and was very upset, then pointed out she said, "Well, tomorrow I'll have my staff collect all the food orders from Ms. Rosalinda. I'll never have any more business with you, and my restaurant renovation deal is off".

"Okay, no problem. My customers are still many, even more beautiful than you are also many and I have never been tempted by just such food delivery," said Jimmy look satisfied to see Kristy looked angry with his words.

Then Kristy immediately got into her car until she forgot to say goodbye to the rest of Mario's family.

"YYYYYYARRGGGHHHH!!!"

Kristy yelled while hitting the wheel of her car, so hurt and irritated and angry mixed in.

Yesterday afternoon he only wanted to deliver food orders Marsela alone, but hearing the news Mario died so he was sympathetic.

He regrets why yesterday had to kindly help Wiliam and Rosalinda when they were going to pick up the parents of the deceased Mario.

He also regretted why yesterday and since this morning must feel pity and sympathy and then help sincerely all funeral activities at Mario's house.

Even why must not sleep all night just to pursue food orders so that today all guests who serve can be given the best treat according to the mandate of Rosalinda.

"Gue kaga can cry, disgusted if it reaches cry because of the spoiled boy pretentious. Amit-amit, who wants to be the same crazy guy like that" cried Kristy while driving to her restaurant.

The day before night when Kristy just got out of her car, suddenly there was a voice greeting her from behind.

"Kristy, good night. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for the passing of your relatives, "it turns out Mr. Samsul, the High Officer of the Navy.

"Oh, yes" said Kristy with a forced smile.

"I've lost you since yesterday, I couldn't if just a day didn't look at your sweet smile. I ask you to be my partner. Are you ready?" there was no wind there was no sudden storm there was such a question from Samsul's lips.

Kristy was dumbfounded, then laughed awkwardly and said, "Today I'm so tired, so I'm sorry I want to take a break".

Then Kristy immediately went into her restaurant, then ran upstairs to her private office.

Only then did a cry break out there, an afternoon so full of annoying drama made him feel like he was being played with.