2 Flower Stalks
Mother-in-law's grave

Cars also enter the public funeral gate, there is a road that is not too wide may only be enough for 1 car road only. For this reason Hanafi decided to stop his car near the cemetery gate, so as not to disturb the pilgrims who came just by bicycle or on foot.

Hanafi got out of the car first took a wheelchair in the trunk of the car then helped dad to get down and ride it.

Hanafi pushed father towards the funeral of his mother-in-law, as Hanafi had never been there.

Likewise with Insha and Salma have long not been to the tomb of their mother because they are also busy with various activities, as well as their responsibilities as the backbone of the family.

His mother's burial place is quite far if it must be traveled by foot, especially because there is no angkot that leads there.They just used to send their prayers through the house every day after prayer.

My mother came again after so long.sorry me mother.karna just visited mother's meal..Salma

Mother..I came.introduce this my husband mother.his name is Hanafi.he loves me very much.he takes good care of us all.Mommy must also love him very much if mother is still here... Insha

I'm sorry, baby.I just visited you.that's why I miss you so much lately.maybe because my body is old and sickly.and maybe soon we will be together again..Paternity

So this is my mother-in-law's grave.astaga why not think at all in my head.This is the state of her tomb.Kriss take care and repair the tomb of my mother-in-law...Hanafis.

Hanafi stopped his steps pushing his father in a wheelchair. Actually the chair is an automatic wheelchair that can be controlled by the person who occupies it, the father has also been taught how to use it. But Hanafi chose to push it, because he saw the path in the public record that was not smooth. There were a lot of holes here and there he was afraid his father would fall later.

In front of Hanafi can be seen Insha and Salma are crouching cleaning various kinds of weeds that grow just like that on the grave of her mother.

Insha.astaga your hand why should you do that..

Hanafi amused himself to witness Insha who must be willing to pick up weeds with his hands. Want to pull away the soft hand but he paused because he understood it was indeed the public cemetery of the local village, the person who took care of him could not reach and clean all the tombs carefully, he understood, they do their duty because the payment given by the village is also not much.

In contrast to urban funerals with expensive pay in each month will always be maintained and clean although rarely visited.

Hanafi's daydreams instantly crumbled when he heard his father making a sound.

"Take it closer, son, I want to reach for the tombstone.."

"Hmm.good father for a moment.."

gasping and pushing the wheelchair carefully chose the path to walk.

Suddenly Hanafi remembered with flowers, flowers to sow over the tomb of course.

flowers.oh yes flowers.do people sell flowers here...

He looked around the tomb turning his gaze in all directions, finally he found a small room that looks to provide a variety of fresh flowers there, he said, the number is also not much considering this is already late in the afternoon maybe the person will soon return to his home.

That's it. I'll buy the flowers first...

Without talking to anyone he immediately went to buy it, the room that was a little worn with wood board material was evident still filled with many flowers in it that had been slightly withered . Hanafi looked at the old figure guarding the room.

"Mr..."

"Yes, son.."

"I want to buy her flowers.."

"Yes son.buy how much.."

it was ready with the leaves in her hand to put the flowers that Hanafi bought there.

"For what leaves are nek.I want to buy his flowers.."

The old grandmother seemed to notice the clothes Hanafi was wearing from top to bottom.

it's worth asking like that. Apparently he's a rich guy..

"Of course it's to put the flowers you bought, son.usually everyone who buys here does.."

Hanafi was still confused by the scene in front of him, why he asked the grandmother personally, he felt sorry why at an old age like himself the grandmother was still looking for sustenance, especially in the cemetery area that people may rarely go to, except before important days such as holidays.

"Mr.Why grandma still selling at the age of grandmother now.."

"Hehe..must how else son.grandmother does not want to bother the children grandmother..."

He answered cheerfully without burden.

"Grandmother has how many children grandma..."

"Five kids..."

"Then where are all the grandma's kids no one's helping here.."

"All have a family, my grandmother lives alone in the house next to this tomb..."

pointing towards the house lined up there, which house belonged to him.

"Hmm.what is this granny flower every day runs out..."

"No..this alone is still a lot.but want how else is not windfall.cannot also be sold tomorrow because it has withered.people certainly do not want to buy it..."

"All right.I'll buy everything Grandma..."

"What's all..."

the grandmother immediately rounded her eyes and then a few seconds later smiled broadly.

"Yes Grandma, please wrap it all up.."

Hanafi also bought all the remaining flowers, the grandmother then packed them into a large plastic bag of 3 pieces.

Hanafi also paid three times the nomimal mentioned by the grandmother, hoping to help the grandmother's economy given the interest that does not run out every day.

The grandmother closed her room and came home cheerfully, Hanafi could glance at the smile that continued to spread while walking towards the grave of her mother-in-law again.

Hanafi gave the plastic bag to Insha, Insha was surprised by what Hanafi gave her.

"Ma.mas han for what this much flower is.."

"Of course to sow on the grave of my mother-in-law Insha.what else to do.."

hmm.why is he always exaggerating like this anyway...

Insha muttered and now chose silence instead of arguing with this carefree young master.

Salma who saw him could only smile while looking down, not understanding what his sister-in-law was doing.

usually people will only buy a little as a sign the tomb has been visited.but why he bought that much.astaga has been like sowing flowers on the tomb just now...

While the father just shakes his head without any comment.

After finishing praying together there, Insha, Salma and Hanafi sprinkled flowers there. While being engrossed in sowing it suddenly father said,

"Don't sow it all. Leave one more bag.."

"What's dad for, isn't there just mom's grave here.."

True.indeed his tomb who else will be visited.the grave of grandparents were in town B..again this afternoon want to invite where else father...

Salma's inner voice while looking in wonder at her father.

Seriate..