Chapter 21 Part 1 "Visiting The Graveyard"

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POV Tantri

The morning had arrived, after performing the morning prayer I made breakfast and a cup of coffee and then went to the living room and put the plate containing the food and a cup of coffee on the living room table. I'm not really a coffee lover but when my father was alive I would make him breakfast and a cup of coffee before he left for work so I guess I made a cup of coffee because I didn't want to give up my routine of making coffee for my father.

I turned on the television and watched the morning news, the presenter informs the audience about Karim's release from prison because the high court judge has declared that he is innocent then she shows a video recording of interviews that have been conducted by the news reporter from the tv station that I watched. I saw mevrouw Sofia, Lodewijk, Ilya, Muhamed, mr.Wisnu and a pair of middle-aged man and woman who seemed to be Karim's parents and Karim in the middle of them answering the reporter's questions.

Karim said he didn't want to sue heer Vinno who had reported and sued him, he also said he wanted to celebrate with his friends and orphans from an orphanage, eat lunch and Klappertaart with them. In my heart, I said alhamdulillah because in the end Karim is free, my promise to mevrouw Sofia has been fulfilled and my father's death was not in vain.

I'm still suspended so I'm still not working, I contacted Lodewijk through a special group that mevrouw Sofia created about two months ago while we were trying to find additional evidence to appeal then congratulate Lodewijk and his friends for achieving their goal. They thanked me for helping them and mevrouw Sofia thanked me for keeping my promise to return Lodewijk to her and her friends after he was kidnapped by the SSE.

After that, she reminded me to stay alert because the SSE was still looming around and also she advised me that her house is always open to be a place that I can use to took refuge if I see the SSE started moving and lurking around again, I thanked mevrouw Sofia for the kindness that she had given for me and then I ended my conversation with her and her friends in the WhatsApp group.

I continued to watch the television until the news program finished airing then I got up from the living room couch, took the plates and glasses that were on the table and washed them in the kitchen sink then continued to sweep the floor of my house with an electric broom and mopped it with an electric mop then washed the clothes I had not washed and dried them with the dryer machine then ironed the dry clothes, folded them and put them in the clothes basket, lifted the basket containing the clothes and brought them to my room and put them in the wardrobe in my bed room.

After doing all that, I took a short nap for 30 minutes waiting for the noon call to prayer to be sounded and after the call to prayer was sounded, I performed the noon prayer then changed my clothes with a long white coat, black long pants, and didn't forget to wear my jilbab and after I feel that I was ready, I went to the front door of my house, opened it and walked out of the house, locked the front door, opened the gate of my house, took out my car then locked the gate of my house and pressed the gas pedal the car went to the graveyard where my father was buried.

When I arrived, I parked my car, got out of the car, locked the door and walked towards the section of the graveyard where my father is buried and when I arrived, I saw Lodewijk standing close to my father's grave spreading out his hands and then rubbing his face with both of his hands.

As he turned away from my father's grave, he turned his body facing me who was still standing staring at him. The distance between me and him was probably about three meters. He who was looking at me was also frozen, not moving even the slightest from where he was standing then he raised his right hand, opened his mouth and with a little stammer tried to greet me.

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