
The journey from Jakarta to Bandung takes a lot of time, until we finally arrive in front of a building that holds a lot of memories of grief, until we finally arrive, it was seen that a middle-aged woman with a Sage-colored hijab was watering plants with an aged face.
"Assalamualaikum mother," said Dikta while crucifying the hand of the mother.
"Waalaikumsalam, uh you have come home," replied the mother, "eh who are you taking this with you? Pretty," he continued.
Dikta did not immediately answer, but returned the mother's words with a smile.
"Let's go in and in, sorry for the messy little house," he said.
"Yes gapapa Aunt,"
"Sit down a minute, Auntie, make you a drink."
"Emm, thanks Auntie, don't bother,"
"Udah gapapa a minute yes, bang tennya temenin a moment yes,"
Meira looked around the house with a sad gaze, a lot of alleys changed from this house ranging from paint to the location of all the goods.
"This tea please drink, sorry Aunt only has this," he said with a friendly smile.
"Ah gapapa Aunty, I'm sorry if before Meira sawrepoti Aunty," I replied, "oh yeah Tan by the way I did not accidentally see the figura there is a photo of the beautiful girl son Aunty?" My next.
Maya smiles, remembering her daughter 6 and then returns and sleeps well with her husband, "yes it's Aunt's son."
"If you can tell now where he is Tan?"
"He went far, far away even he went without any sayings to Auntie, he left all of a sudden,"
"Em, if you know where it went? And is he a wayward kid? Not saying goodbye to auntie?"
"He went home to the creator, not he was a very good child even because of his kindness God loved the aunt more,"
Meira who saw the change in expression from Maya also embraced the fragile body, the hug was still the same as 6 months ago, warm and comfortable.
'sorry Alle Bun, it makes you sad.'
"Aunty's son is Allen Princess Daisha, a sweet, beautiful, and very cheerful child since his departure 6 months ago, the atmosphere of the originally colorful house suddenly pitch-black all those colors slowly disappeared.
The slalu look cheerful face that makes Auntie eager to support the family, Aunt banging bones to make money for the school Alle and Dikta. Because of his stubborn nature sometimes he is desperate to sell online even though Aunt has often ngararang." Maya tells a story with a smile, remembering all the behavior of Alle that made her smile.
The flashback
"Assalamualaikum mother, your sweet child has gone home tablets where the red carpet of mama yuhu!" Shouted Alle.
"O Allah Alle, how many times have you said this is home and if you enter the house do not scream at your ears because you are screaming."
"Hehehehe my pity the queen mother, oh yes the queen mother wants to go to the store? Alle's coming, mother please."
"You're home, you must be tired of just getting home from school."
"Come on mother, Alle is very strong never understand what is tired."
The mother sighed and nodded her head in response, Alle who saw that prancing happily and kissing the cheek of the mother.
It does not take long, Alle is ready with a simple casual dress but does not reduce the level of beauty. "Let's go, Alle is ready" he said with a beautiful smile.
"Come, you don't want to eat first?" Ask the mother who was returned with her head.
They walked out, walking side by side to a shop not far from their home. Until finally their steps stopped at a shop that read 'DAISHA FLORES' store that provides a lot of various kinds of flowers, a store that has 3 employees, a store that is always crowded with buyers.
"Welcome mother and non Alle."
Maya nods her head, "how is Re the store crowded or not?" Ask one of the employees who served at the cashier.
"Lumayan Ma'am, there was a flower bouquet order and there was also a delivery package for non Alle,"
"There's a non behind,"
Alle rushed to the back, making the mother geleng-geleng keada even no doubt almost every day the package courier sends a package on behalf of Allen Putri who knows what his son bought.
"Have you eaten and prayed Re?"
"Thank God, ma'am,"
"Your other friends?"
"Already, ma'am, they rest behind Agi,"
"Oh yes already then, I go up first yes Re later if there is anything contact me,"
"Good Mom."
This day Alle spent in the flower shop with her mother, she lived together with her beloved sister's mother was continuing her studies at one of the public universities in Jakarta.
"Ah how are you, brother? Did I try to call you again, yeah,"
The phone connection continued to run, until it did not feel the time had shown at 17:45 time to pray Magrib, Dikta also ended the call.
When he wanted to take the water he accidentally saw the door of the mother's room that opened, there was an unceasing cough.
"Astagfirullah mother, drink first mother," cried Alle.
"Thank you dear."
"Mother if tired of rest, Alle gamau mother is sick,"
"Mother is all right, baby, you're just a regular cough."
Alle looked at the mother with teary eyes, she felt guilty that she should work instead of the mother.
"Mother, I'm sorry Alle if Alle can only ngerepotin mother should sit alone at home so that Alle who is looking for money for the mother," he said.
"Sttt, your child never took nicotine. It should be the mother who makes a living for the children of the mother, now the task of Alle learn to be a successful person."
"But Alle gamau mother tired, Alle scared mother,"
"If the mother diem in the house of the mother who even felt sick all,"
The tears that were held were unstoppable, and the tears fell. Suddenly Alle hugged her mother's body tightly, as if to illustrate that she was afraid of something happening to her mother.
"It's been a good mother, now Alle take ablution we pray together and send a prayer for father," he said who replied with a nod of his head.
***
Not to forget after fulfilling their obligations as Muslims, they also send a series of prayers to their heroes who have left their loved ones.
"Allah is merciful, merciful, to you the servant begs, and to you the servant asks...."
Such a great prayer made the mother who heard also shed her tears, since the departure of the husband all her children were forced into adulthood by time. Moreover, his daughter, a little girl who is slalu spoiled must lose her first love.
'look at the mas, our son has grown into a strong, beautiful and mature girl even I can't imagine what it would be like if he had to lose me someday'
Finished praying Maya turned her head towards Alle while giving her best smile, and gave a warm hug.
"So the child who is devoted to parents, remains a cheerful child even though the universe tests your shoulders"
"Thank you mother, I'd like to be a backup for Alle."
"Everything dear."