DOOM
Mr. Ahmad still does not believe if Grandma Rukayah has died...

Death is indeed so sudden without knowing when to pick up. He still remembers the loud throes of Rukayah's grandmother breaking the silence of the house when occasionally visiting his house. Not infrequently he was especially worried when he heard the wise advice of the old woman, especially about death. Rukayah's grandmother seemed to know that Mr. Ahmad always felt afraid to hear death.

"The sea is like Nak Ahmad's guest. Come suddenly and take everything we have and love. But he didn't just come. Many signs as a lesson for us to get ready to face it. Hair that starts to whiten, eyes that start to blur, body strength that begins to weaken and age is increasing. These are all visible signs, which can only be learned by reasonable people. To be used as contemplative material to prepare as much provisions as possible against the Creator. Only good charity will be friends, who will help us when no one can help us.

One more son Ahmad, you know I live a kara. If I die later, take the time to give me a little intercession on the first night of my death".

The daydream of Mr. Ahmad was riven by the sound of crying from behind. Mr. Ahmad hurriedly turned his head and immediately stepped towards Pardi who was already sitting on the edge of the bed. Mr. Ahmad grabbed it and carried it.

The rain slowly began to fall. The black clouds that were still lingering up there were like they were still reluctant to leave the sky of the village. The sound of dawn's dawn's azan is heard with the wind that occasionally still sounds crashing.

After praying, Ahmad immediately took an umbrella hanging on the wall. While carrying Pardi, he ran away from his home.

The atmosphere was already seen crowded in front of a small house with dry weeds, among the thick bamboo trees growing around the house. The men in the village began to arrive together with royong preparing for the funeral of Rukayah's grandmother. Some women were seen in groups carrying jugs filled with rice and collecting it in a large sack that had been prepared. Mr. Ahmad himself along with some people were seen busy stringing bamboo pieces for the coffins of Rukayah's grandmother.

Raindrops are still falling from the sky that is still cloudy. Seen Pardi jubilant playful water puddle with other children. Although Mr. Ahmad several times forbid it, but Pardi did not listen and continued to jump with excitement with children who began to be hooked on the action.

"Make a coffin". Answer mr Ahmad. Occasionally banish Pardi's hand that began to interfere with his work.

"What a coffin is Dad". Ask Pardi to know.

Mr. Ahmad was silent. He continued to string together pieces of bamboo while trying to find the right answer for Pardi.

"The widow was for Grandma Rukayah's house". Ahmad replied after a moment of silence.

"Unfortunately Rukayah's ancestors don't have a home, why sleep here? Keep that house for what". Pardi asked as he pointed towards Rukayah's grandmother's house. The question of a little boy she had not expected became such a long one.

Mr. Ahmad was silent. Now he looked at Pardi's face. A very difficult question if it concerns death. Mr. Ahmad let out a long sigh and stroked Pardi's head.

"Already, now Pardi maen there with his friends.nih there is money to buy sosiz, do not forget to invite his friends yes". After receiving money from his father, Pardi immediately ran towards his friends.