My saddest moment
That was a very tired week, during 7th February until 14th February 2009. My family had come to Jogja because my second sister got married at 14th February 2009. That was a very special day. Because that was valentine’s day. My big family came from Kefa to follow the wedding party. They were my grandfather, grandmother and her 8 sisters, and the other family. We were very busy, some went to shops to buy dresses, shoes, etc. and some just stayed at home and prepared all things.
Finally, the wedding day came. We got up early in the morning. All of us were busy prepared ourselves to go to church. But before we went to church, we went to Kencana to take some pictures there. Then the wedding blessed at the church began. Everyone was very happy, especially both of the newlyweds. Then the special moment in the church ended. We went back to our home and took a rest for several hours. After that, we got up and prepared ourselves to follow the wedding party. We went to the party together. We should go earlier to get ready to accept the guests.
That was so dark, because that was night and the party almost ended. Some were happy to take some pictures with the newlyweds and some had enjoyed their food and the music there. Then the party ended happily. We were very tired. Then we went back to our home and took a sleep.
15th February was coming. My grandmother and grandfather had a plan to go to Tangerang at the night. So they went to Tangerang at 7 pm with my aunt and uncle by train. That was the last time I could see my grandfather. At that day, I stayed with my parents, my brother, my old sister and her husband in a hotel. 5.30 am at 16th February, my mother phone rang. The tone had made everyone got up from sleep. I was very shock when I heard my mother cried and asked my aunt, who had made the call: “What happened? What happened to father?” Then I knew that something had happened to my grandfather. I felt bad at that time. Because my grandfather was very ill and he was in a hospital in Tangerang. My sister and I just prayed to God. That was the thing that we could do at that time. We prayed, may God want to save him. But God had different plan. My grandfather died at 6 am. All of us were very sad and we did not know how to think. Then my father told my sister to buy tickets for all of us. My mother and father will go to Tangerang first and they will take the flight to Kupang at 17th February. So, we went together to Kefa at 17th February. That was my saddest moment. Lost our lovely person.