
"Inna Lillahi Wa Inna Ilaihi Raji...."
Zain lowered Faaz and laid him on the sofa.
"What happened to her?" tanya Tini turned her eyes
"Looks like God loved him more, so he didn't let him suffer for too long" Zain replied
"There's no way he's dead, there's still three days left for us to be together but why did he leave me first...." Tini can no longer control her emotions.
His chest felt tight to make him collapse and sit on the floor.
Instantly Tini's cry broke out looking at Faaz's pale face lying in front of him.
She was crying in front of the body of her future husband.
"Why is it like this, you should go out of town today so I can't see you. But why haven't you left yet. Do you want to punish me!" exclaim Tini sniffled
Meanwhile, Zain asked his household assistant to contact the family to take care of Faaz's funeral.
"But Mas Faaz was Mas' orphan, he had no one. As far as I know he still has grandparents but in the village. I will definitely tell them, just maybe today they can't come because they are far away in Sumatra,"
"Well, let me take care of it, then" Zain went into Faaz's room, to get his things done.
He was shocked when he saw a bag lying under the bed.
He pulled the bag and opened it.
Zain closed the bag and pushed it under the bed.
Tini entered the room and approached her. I just saw the death of someone I love in front of my eyes. I can't do anything so please help me take care of Faaz's funeral" Tini said in a loud voice
"Don't worry, you'd better take a break, let me take care of it,"
Zain then contacted Candra and informed the man of Faaz's death.
Not long Candra came to mourn.
"Where is that woman?" ask him with a furious tone
"What woman do you mean Tini?"
"Of course, who else is this cunning woman here besides her?" answer Candra
"Although I know you and Tini don't have a good relationship. But I beg you today not to fight with him in honor of the late Faaz, so let's take care of his funeral properly together" Zain said
Although with a heavy heart Candra finally complied and followed Zain's decision.
After the funeral, Zain returned to clean up Faaz's room.
Zain decided to stay in the house to take care of all of Faaz's post-burial needs for up to 40 days of his death.
Candra seemed happy to hear it, however, there must be someone who takes care of tahlil and all the affairs related to it, especially Faaz does not have family in Jakarta.
"If there's anything tell me, I'll definitely help you" Candra said
Zain then shows Candra the bag he found.
The man immediately pulled the riseleting bag to see the contents inside.
Instantly Candra gaped when she saw the contents of the bag.
"Wedding dress??"
Candra looked shocked to see him several times having to sigh.
"Isn't this dress supposed to be in Tini's house, then why is it here?. Did Faaz take it, then what for?" Zain tried to figure out why the wedding dress was in the room.
The man still remembers how he convinced Faaz to break with Tini because he did not want the man to succeed with Arga.
Although he had explained everything in detail but in modern times like this who believes such a mystical thing.
"Her partner Faaz, who couldn't believe that Tini had used a courtesy to conquer her, tried to take this dress from her to prove the truth of my story" Candra recalled
The man then lit his cigarette to calm his mind which began to suffer regret.
"I told her she would die after Tini finished her wedding dress. And usually the tumbals deliberately stay away from him in the day before their wedding. But everything will change if he managed to take the dress from her, it could happen otherwise if he managed to get the wedding dress before the owner finished it," said Candra then sucked again the cigarette
"I thought taking the dress would save her life, but I was wrong" she said
Candra slapped her hand against the wall to vent her anger.
"Aarrayghhh!!"
Candra screamed and smashed her hand against the wall until it bled.
Zain patted his shoulder and tried to calm him down.
"Everything is not entirely your fault. Maybe this is the best and hopefully there will be wisdom behind this disaster. I believe God has the best plan for Faaz. Didn't he not die outside the city like the other victims. She even died three days before her wedding, so I'm sure Faaz died not of a crash but of God's fate,"
Zain patted Candra on the shoulder and passed away.
Candra follows Zain out with a wedding dress in her hand. He then put the dress on the porch of the house and poured oil on it.
As he was about to burn him Zain forbid, the man then took the shirt and brought it in.
"Do you want that shirt?" exclaiming Candra
"I'll finish it" replied Zain
"You know what that wedding dress is about. This dress is no ordinary dress. Only a certain person can make it and must also use rituals and offerings. Can you?" candra
"Although I am not a shaman like you, but with God's permission I am sure I can finish this wedding dress,"
Zain asked Bi Darsih for a needle and thread. He took out two cantilevered flowers from his pants pocket.
"Bismillahi rahmani rahim,"
Zain began sewing the sleeves of the dress and attached the two flowers as accessories on the front of the dress.
After she finished, she hung the dress in Faaz's room.
"What are you going to do with that dress?" ask Candra
"I will give it back to the owner so that there are no more victims" Zain replied
"Are you going to meet Tini?"
Candra doesn't seem to believe Zain.
"This is not the owner of this dress. I'll return it to its owner right on Faaz's wedding day with Tini,"
"Are you sure??" Candra frowned when she heard Zain's reply
"Of course,"
"Don't be crazy, even if you have a high level of supernatural power but you can't beat it" replied Candra
"Nothing is impossible in this world if we really try,"
"You'll only give up your life if you're determined to do that,"
"Life and death are God's land, so no creature in the world can determine the death of a person,"