MY HUSBAND STROKED BUT DID NOT DIE
Chapter 65 MOVING TEMPORARILY

This afternoon my mother-in-law will be buried. I helped Teguh mas, bringing Arka mas to the funeral.

The atmosphere I really feel. I feel like I live a kara. No one else can help me.

The only mother-in-law I had considered like my own mother had gone home. My husband has not had any significant development.

I saw Arka's face was clouded. Take the afternoon sky in the family cemetery.

My mother-in-law was buried next to my father-in-law. Because my mother-in-law once told me that she wanted to be buried next door.

When the body of my mother-in-law was taken down, I saw tears coming out of the eyes of the Arka mas. Maybe he could feel the loss of his only living parents.

I hugged the shoulder of the Arka mas who was still just sitting in his wheelchair. My crying can no longer be contained.

In the burrow there was a Teguh mas and several other men received the body of my mother-in-law.

When the ground began to be lowered, Arka's hands moved as if they wanted to reach his mother's body.

In the midst of my crying I noticed the slow movement of the hand even without a sound. I couldn't hold back my crying.

Saddened by the loss of a parent who is the only one left. But happy to see there is movement from the Arka mas hand.

I don't know where the power came from, Arka's hand just kept reaching. His body almost fell forward.

I and bi Yati who are on his left right, trying to hold Arka mas body so as not to fall.

After the funeral procession, as the mourners one by one left the burial area, I crouched down holding on to Arka's car wheelchair.

I recite my prayers as best I can. I hold the hand of the Arka mas which is still stretched out forward.

Mas Teguh rested in front of the mound of land that was still red, in front of me. I see he's also very lost.

My mother-in-law is a very good person. During her life she always helped those around her.

So even at the funeral of the mother, a lot of mourners who cried felt very lost.

The afternoon was getting darker, Teguh invited us to leave the cemetery area. Mas Teguh pushing Arka's car wheelchair.

Arka's hand is still outstretched forward. Like not leaving her mother there.

I walked next to Teguh. Bi Yati is behind me.

The funeral was not too far from my mother-in-law's house. We also walked on foot like other mourners still waiting in front of the cemetery.

All the way, I kept crying. Not dry my tears, just keep flowing.

"Surpassed, Deck. Pity Arka if you keep crying" said mas Teguh.

I heard it and tried to stop my crying. It is true to say, if I continue to cry and grieve, then what about Arka?

I was Arka's only hope. There's nothing else he has but me.

"Bi, later please prepare for Mother's tahlilan event, yes" said Mas Teguh on bi Yati.

"Okay, Mas Teguh. Later I will ask for help from other mothers to help" said bi Yati.

We continued walking down the street out of the cemetery.

Arriving at my mother-in-law's house, many people were preparing for the event.

I don't know who ordered them, they automatically worked.

Many mothers who come to bring dishes to eat the guests who will come to visit later tonight.

We went inside the house. Inside the house it looks very clean. When I left my mother's house, drove to the funeral, the house looked very messy.

I sat in a long wooden guest chair. Mas Arka was placed by a Teguh mas next to me sat.

I see Arka's tears are still flowing. How sad he is. I wiped those tears.

"Speak, Mas. Do not be too sad, there is still me and our future children. Soon he will be born, Mas" I said slowly in the ear of Arka.

And without me guessing, Arka's mas nodded slowly. I'm very happy. So happy, I kissed the whole face of the Arka mas without caring about me.

Mas Teguh who stood not far from us, looked at the scene with a faint smile.

I just caught a glimpse of it. And come back with my happiness because of the Arka mas that has been able to respond a little.

After Maghrib, the tahlilan event began. Everything was prepared by the neighbors.

I who had not had time to bring a change of clothes, had to wear the clothes again. Only I covered it with a black veil that I brought from home.

Mas Teguh lent her cocoa clothes and sarong cloth along with her coffee to the Arka mas. And Teguh also dressed him.

It's been a long time since I've seen Arka's mas wearing a cocoa suit like that. He still looks handsome, although his body is a little thinner.

We followed the show until it was over. Mas Arka sat in his wheelchair, while me and the others sat on the mat.

After the show, I asked bi Yati to make dinner for Arka's mas. Because from this afternoon Arka had not eaten.

"Sir, you better sleep here tonight. If you want, from tonight you just stay here" said Mas Teguh. I looked at his face. Meaning how?

"This house no one occupies, and soon you give birth. Arka is not healthy either. I'm worried that something's going on with you guys. If here will be many neighbors who help" continued Teguh mas.

I'm trying to digest Teguh's words. Also true. But what about our house there?

"But our house later no one occupies, Mas?" my word.

"Yes, temporarily emptied. Later if I have time, I will take the time to go there to just check it" said Mas Teguh.

I can no longer deny Teguh's words. On the contrary, I feel very grateful to be given a solution to my problem.

I couldn't imagine that Arka and I were alone in our house.

What if I give birth at night? Who's gonna help me? Who's gonna keep Arka's mas at home?

"OK, Mum. I agree with your idea. But can I ask for help?" i doubt.

"Seek what Deck please? If I could, I would help you" said Mas Teguh.

Then I said to ask for help to be delivered to my house for a while, to take my clothes and Arka's gold clothes. And the equipment for my son-in-law that Yola bought yesterday.

I established myself to stay temporarily at the home of my deceased in-laws.