Love Needs Debt
Wait for Me to Come Home

Wait for Me to Come Home

But unfortunately, Usfi can only argue just because there is no one who can be a witness to his actions, when he spoke with Maisa yesterday.

Meanwhile, some of Maisha's brothers who saw her, also threw a cynical look. Although, they did not interfere, but, still make Usfi feelings hurt.

“Tante doesn't say anything to your Mama, kok!” Usfi self-defense, “Your life and your Mama's death have been determined before being born into the world, how could one Auntie?”

Noura gave a rude snort and left the hospital and came home, riding in an ambulance carrying Maisha's body.

While Usfi drove his own car and followed behind the ambulance, until it quickly reached Anwar's house. Sholeh and Ima and many others had gathered in the funeral home to be worshipped.

No one could be counted on to take care of all the needs of the recovery of the body, until Usfi worked with several relatives and servants in the household in handling it, such as preparing a place for the mayor, he said, buy the shroud and prepare a place for the mourners and meet them.

Anwar came after all the affairs of the recovery of the bodies were finished, Noura and his two younger brothers, Fadil and Imad, immediately scattered to hug their father. The four men were crying, hugging, for some time.

Anwar looks pias and also tired, while staring at Usfi who, still sitting while talking to some mourners in the living room of his house.

The man approached the coffin where Maisha's corpse was wrapped in a shroud neatly, only the face was open so that one could see her calm face at the loss of life.

Anwar looked at Maisha's stiffened body, with a feeling of hurt, loss so deep, painted very clearly in his gaze.

She did not expect her phone yesterday was the last time she spoke to Maisha, she regretted rejecting the wish of her wife who requested her presence, it turned out that it was her last wish.

“Why is my wife wrapped, why don't you wait for me to come home first, why?” he shouted while looking towards Usfi and everyone.

“Akh, what right do you guys have to determine my wife is taken care of like this, without waiting for me to come home?” said again.

“Mas, what are you talking about, anyway? If a human being is lifeless, the sooner it is taken care of the better. Am I wrong to take care of Mai? We're all here to take care, do you want to blame everyone? Mas is also just now coming, should Mas accompany a sick wife, not ma—“

“Enough, Fi! You also have no right to say anything here!”

“Papa, Aunt yesterday saw Mama, do not know what to say, until Mama is sad!”

“Do you do something to Maisha, Fi?”

“I didn't say anything, Just a casual chat!” Usfi said as he looked around, sensing the stifling aura around him. Only his parents looked on with pity, besides everyone gave a judgmental look.

“I am not lying, if indeed I am evil as Mai Ma, maybe I have done it before! Just ask the same Bude who guards Mbak Mai, nothing happened before! Yes, right Bude?”

Usfi looked at the middle-aged woman who had been guarding Maisha all this time and the woman nodded firmly. Indeed, nothing happened before and according to the doctor's information, the death of Anwar iyu's wife was not due to poisoning or other crimes.

“Alright! If you don't believe me and accuse me of being a bad person, whatever! The important thing is that I have done my duty, to someone who has died .. Now it is the duty of men to bury the body!”

Usfi then turned to his father and mother and said again, “Come, Abah, Ambush! Let's just go home!”

The two men complied, because the atmosphere would probably get worse if they remained there.

Sholeh and Ima decided to withdraw kindly to some people who, knowing each other, then followed Uafi, ride his vehicle to the house.

They talked while they were home.

“For while you stay at home Abah aja, Fi ... do not stay in your house near the post, do not need to go to work first .. anyway you calm yourself here!” Sholeh said to advise his son, because he knew what had happened from the beginning.

“Yes, Bah! Usfi knows if they continue to interfere there, later their accusations widen everywhere .. Usfi may be afraid if accused of wanting to seize the position of Mbak Mai or control the property of Mas Anwar!”

“Do not be prejudiced, Fi!” Ima said while rubbing her son's back.

“Ambuk, it could be, right? Usfi is not accused of that! If indeed his children ask for everything that Mas Anwar has given, no problem ... Usfi Just want Abah Ambu to receive Usfi here again!”

“Yes! Yes already, rest there ... do not think too hard, let alone think of something that is not necessarily happening, Ambu know you are strong so far, whatever the test that God gives later, whatever the test that God gives, there must be some kindness!”

“Yes, Mbuk! Hopefully strong Usfi.” It must have said as it stepped into the room and gave strength to itself there, pitting against the natural Robbul, as the ruler of all beings.

After the death of Masha, the days went on as usual when Usfi was at home with his parents. The woman spent time cooking or doing other things, which she loved with her mother long ago.

No phone or message was sent by Anwar to him, nor did he do the same. In addition to maintaining his own heart, Usfi did not want to disturb or disturb the peace of the family while still in a state of grief.

Anwar's accusation to him that was so painful, was enough to keep himself away for a while. His attitude was not because of hostility but just wanted to keep things conducive and all was well.

However, different circumstances are faced by Ima, when out of the house to, hang out with friends at the place of study as usual. Even unpleasant issues he heard when meeting with neighbors, in stalls also in the market.

Many things are skewed about his son, when the death of Maisha who acted as a host, considers his daughter, is trying to replace Maisya.