The Story of the Mother of the Bodyguard
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The three of them enjoy this simple food, despite asking sambal teri, and various vegetables that have been cooked.

When finished, Sekar cleaned the dirty dishes and then took a shower to be ready for the mosque.

When the sound of adhan magrib was heard, they also left together it turned out that many people were also leaving for the mosque.

Everyone brings snacks or rice in the scramble, yes every Thursday night Friday they always send prayers and bring food to share.

Arriving at the mosque, they put food in the corner of the mosque, incidentally Mak Ijah, Sekar and Nur this one line and there is one more mother.

When praying together, everyone is solemn, and after the prayer is finished they pray together new food that was brought in for.

Everyone ate a heavy meal first, then continued with a light one while chatting waiting for the prayer time isya' come.

"It's a good mendut telo, who brought, uh. so fitting that it feels," said one of the women.

Mak Ijah smiled to see the food made by his grandson was praised by everyone.

"It looks like Mbah Tejo brought it, made by you?" ask Nur who agrees if Mendut is delicious.

"Not really, this is made from the grandson of Mak, namely Neng Sekar," said Mak Ijah embracing his grandson.

"We did not think our children could make good food like this," praised Bu Lurah who happened to join the gathering as well.

"Yes Bu lurah, the person can be a city, but if the heart is still a village child," said Mak Ijah smiling.

After praying Isya' congregated, they all split up to go home.

But while on the road, accidentally Mbah Tejo, mak Ijah and Sekar saw a fireball flying towards their home.

But when it is near suddenly when the fire just explodes, "it is calm, God willing we will," said Mbah Tejo.

At night it suddenly rained heavily, a girl walking alone because she had forgotten not to pick up her lover.

He saw a suspicious-dressed man walking behind him.

He ran away scared until he realized he ran towards the highway and finally got hit by a car and unfortunately the car ran away.

And the woman floundered before finally dying on the spot, while the man who followed her did not care because the man was just walking around leisurely.

Moreover, he wore a headset and he turned before the woman ran to the middle of the road.

At home, Pak Yadi felt his heart was not calm because his first daughter had not called him when it was nine at night.

Yes, even though the girl wanders the city and usually they will call each other at eight at night.

But this time the daughter had no news, "calm or sir, maybe the mother was still overtime," she said, calming her husband.

"There's no way Ma'am, because you know my daughter well, so she'll definitely say it before overtime, but there's no ma'am" said Mr. Yadi who panicked.

The man could not sleep last night, not even a call from his daughter could be reached.

Mr. Yadi fell asleep on the living room sofa, at three o'clock in my heart, a knock on the door surprised him.

"Assalamualaikum.. mr. Yadi sir, this is me lurah sir!" the man shouted from outside the house.

"Wa'alaikumussalam salam, there is what Pak lurah kok so panicked, and why come this morning blind sir," said Mr. Yadi who was confused to see the man.

"Anu Pak Yadi, I came to love the news, O Allah how to say it, if the father's daughter had an accident and now the body is in the hospital," said the lurah.

"Sir lurah joked, not funny sir," said Mr. Yadi began to get angry.

"It is impossible, please take me there sir, I can't believe if I don't see it directly," said Mr. Yadi

He and Pak Lurah headed to the city which took at least two hours to travel.

When they arrived at the hospital, a police officer waited for the two to arrive and took them to the morgue.

Mr. Yadi trembled towards the room, and saw that there was a body covered in white cloth.

With trembling hands and a body that can not be taken firmly, and with the remaining energy, Mr. Yadi opened the cover cloth and saw his daughter who had been stretched stiff lifeless.

"Brake!!" he shouted very loudly while hugging his daughter.

The girl's face had a suture wound that was quite extensive even almost half of the head.

"Please take care of the administration and want to be purified at home or in the sanctuary at home, it's up to you," the police said.

Pak Lurah also helped Mr. Yadi who could only sit and cry, and was decided to purify the body at home

Because pak lurah does not believe in the workings of the hospital, their knowledge of this village so still put forward the teachings of religion strongly.

So Pak lurah contacted his confidant to pick up Mak Ijah and broadcast about the death of Laila Pak Yadi's daughter.

Even Mr. Yadi's wife did not believe the news told her husband, and the woman screamed hysterically at the news.

And passed out, so the one who takes care of everything at home is the second child of Mr. Yadi who is only second grade High School

He really prepared everything to welcome the arrival of his brother's corpse.

Mak Ijah, Sekar and Nur have prepared all the equipment to bathe the body.

But when standing in the area that will be used to bathe the corpse, the smell of fragrance and odor alternately.

Just holding back and not daring to open his mouth, the hearse finally came.

And it turns out that when he got off the vehicle, Mak Ijah asked directly to be purified because it was from last night.

When the nurses put the body into a special bathhouse that has been in the banana leaf alley.

the three of them were shocked, because they saw the condition of the corpse that had stitch wounds.

in addition, the stomach of this girl is not normal in size, such as being pregnant young especially the characteristics of pregnant women are also really visible in the body.

"This shell .."

"Have a bath, because we don't know what really happened" said Mak Ijah.

they also purify the body, but when tilting his body, it turns out Mak Ijah was a little surprised to see there was a tattoo that made him take a few steps back.

"Astaghfirullah.what is this, what must be done, O Allah please give your instructions," said Mak Ijah who was silent before continuing his duties.

He went out and looked for Mr. Yadi and his family, because he wanted to wonder, because it was impossible if the body had to be buried Islamically if the girl had a religion of her choosing and her own.

"Excuse me Mr. Yadi, I want to ask you something, can you?" mak Ijah said slowly for fear that the family was offended.

"Already Mak I know, please bury according to the religion of the turtle, because I never approve of him choosing his religion," said Mr. Yudi who turned out to already know.

Mak Ijah was silent, this is wrong because it will make the body not treated with the right.