
As usual Yiren would do his regular activities, no problem. She has become a dream wife now, and even then she learned from Mbo Darmi, because the mbo has a family in the village, her children have a family and work, the income of her children is only enough to eat their daily meals, and the family has a family in the village, hearing the news they are healthy has become a gratitude for Mbo Darmi. Working with Mr. Bayu has been six years, making him feel comfortable in this house. Of course, she is not alone but here also there is her husband as a gardener.
Many stories are told to Yiren, so he knows a lot about this house from mbo Darmi, favorite ex-wife Bayu first or whatever. Yiren felt that if the late wife of Bayu used to really make Bayu luluh, unfortunately God has taken it.
It feels like Yiren, eager to visit the grave of the mother of the Viola, there is no harm, right? menziarahi.
It just so happened today this weekend, so. Yiren felt the timing was so fitting. She will take her husband and their son on pilgrimage.
"Mas, you're not busy?" ask Yiren slowly.
"Don't love, this is the schedule of quality time with you and Viola, you want to go for a walk? Where is it?" ask Bayu.
"Not mas, the plan is I want to take you with Viola for a grave pilgrimage to the grave of your late wife" explained Yiren.
Moments made Bayu stunned, even he had never come there, the last he went there when he saw his wife lying and lying stiff in the dirt. Getting there, it only makes her recall the events that really traumatized her a little.
"Gapain to get there?" ask Bayu.
"Nothing to do, just want to go there and doain your wife first," said Yiren.
"There's no purpose, right? it would be better not to go there," said Bayu.
"Mas, I'm sorry if I was presumptuous. Kasian mama Viola mas .. If you don't come to her place, she can be sad."
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"This, Mama's grave. Yep. Pa?" ask Viola.
Naturally his son asked, at the age of seven years, only this time he was invited here. At first there was a disagreement before coming here, but he could not bear to see his wife feel sad and even blame his presence, so he participated the will of Yiren.
"Mama, thank you. It has given birth to Viola in this world, sorry Viola if new come," said Viola.
Not feeling the tears Yiren fell just like that, he was also touched by the expression Viola. Not imagined by him, if you have to be in the position of Viola. Maybe he will not be strong, in the stay of the biological mother for eternity even though he himself has not had time to look at the face of the mother. Yiren glanced at Bayu who was also staring at the tomb, clearly he also still felt sad over the death of his wife.
"Let's sow the flowers" Yiren said.
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"This is the first and last time, you're here. I hope you don't ask for anything like this again" Bayu recalled.
"Well, I understand the inner wounds you feel. I'm sorry mas" said Yiren.
"Don't apologize, there's nothing wrong. Put your seat belts on, we're going to the beach" he said.
"Yeah!"
The weekend was spent playing at the beach. Viola was so excited, both Bayu and Yiren always monitor Viola's activities, they do not want bad things to happen even though their place is a safe area for children, alert it is mandatory like a disease, and the, better to prevent than to treat. This is true for both.
Joyful voices filled their afternoon days, until nightfall. Then they decided to go home.
On the way home, Viola fell asleep on Yiren's lap, Bayu glanced at them for a moment."Viola must be exhausted from playing" Bayu said.
"Yes, thank you very much for your time today. I am very happy" said Yiren.
Seriate