
Pak To and Bu Nur are confused to find Satria work where, finally, Satria gave up.
"What will be said tomorrow Mr-Bu" said Satria a little confused.
"Yes already then just sleep now, tomorrow is just in search, later if it is not able to work it is better to help you first for a while," said Mr. To.
The three of them immediately dispersed and entered into their respective rooms to rest.
At dawn Satria woke up.
"You're up, son?" ask Mr. To.
"Yes sir just now" said Satria.
"Then take a shower and get ready to come with you" said Mr. To.
Soon Satria took a bath even though the water felt very cold but in the cold was cold.
After neat Pak To invite Satria to Musholla for prayer. Only this time Satria prayed in Musholla and Satria's heart felt very cool and calm.
After praying do not forget Pak To dhikr so did Satria who begged for forgiveness for having forgotten and left prayer intentionally.
With tears in his eyes, Satria recalled the flashback of her life, all the mischief of Him reflected in her eyes, Satria regretted her previous life and now Satria is determined to organize her life well maybe it is too late but it is okay to be late than not repent at all.
"Let's go, son" asked Mr. To.
"Yes sir" said Satria, wiping her tears.
Soon Satria and Pak To get out of Musholla and head to the market to shop for stalls and buy some used clothes for Satria.
"It's two sets already, this is enough," said Satria who did not want to trouble Mr. To.
"You are looking for at least 5 more sets so you can change" said Mr. To.
"This must have cost Mr. To a lot of money, but I have to how I tried to reject it but Mr. To still cool to buy it," bathin Satria as she frowned thinking of a way to refuse while pretending to pick a shirt back.
"Have you yet, son?" ask Mr. To.
"It seems like nothing is suitable for me Sir," said Satria hoping Pak To give up and no longer buy additional clothes for Satria.
"Sir, please Find the right clothes for my child the size he chose earlier" ordered Mr. To to the owner of the stall.
"So sir," said the seller as he got up from his seat. In view of the size of 2 sets of clothing choice Satria and not how long 3 sets of the same size in get the seller among the pile of merchandise.
"Is there anything else, sir?" ask the clothes seller.
"If my child's underwear is not there," said Mr. To who surprised Satria because of his concern with him even He had no blood relation at all with Pak To but the kindness of Pak To really means a lot to Satria.
"There's a sir but there's nothing used, there's only new underwear" replied the clothes seller.
"If there is a 5 also," ordered Mr. To to the seller.
Back the seller moved from his seat and took underwear for Satria which is estimated to be the right size and there are 5 kinds of colors in his choice.
"This sir, it's all complete, is there anything else?" ask the seller to Mr. To.
"That's it, how much is it," asked Mr. To.
"All the clothes following his underwear totaled 350 thousand," said the clothes seller.
"You are less, 300 only the subscription price later I will shop again here if you need more clothes!" tawar Pak To's.
"Yes, I'll pack it for a while" said the seller while putting the items in 2 bags one bag filled with used clothes, another bag filled with underwear.
Pak To pay for the shirt with money with mixed nominal, Satria saw it so unpleasant because maybe Pak To had sacrificed his savings for Satria.
After being paid for the shirt was immediately handed over to Satria "Let's not wear it first, Nak, in the wash first afraid there are germs attached to this first clothes, used clothes, maybe also this shirt has many hands that are held and also the owner may sell without washing first," explained Mr. To along the way home.
While Mr. To carry his groceries to cook in the stall.
"This is your shirt," said Mr. To as he grabbed the bag containing the former Satria shirt.
Satria immediately handed over her clothes and the clothes were carried by Mr. To to Laundry which was not far from his home.
Upon returning from Laundry "Your clothes have been sorted out, son, this is the note later just take it Mr. has paid off" said Mr. To gently.
Satria felt bad about accepting everything.
"Receive...," said Satria cut off.
"Had you been to the stall first, later if you are hungry you can go to the stall to eat," said Mr. To while slightly speeding up his steps, seeing that there was guilt in Satria's heart, "You are in a hurry for sure because over time choose clothes for me," bathin Satria.
When he was about to step into the house, Satria's feet stumbled on something.
"What is this" said Satria, opening the bag lying underneath.
It turns out that it contains various kinds of kitchen spices.
Satria then beristighfar and convinced that it must be Pak To's confusion to look for the leftover spice, immediately Satria took the bag and quickly ran towards the shop Pak To hope not too late to drive him.
Arriving in front of the food stall Satria ngosan and when going to step in it appears that Pak To was checking the entire bag earlier it seems he was looking for a bag of spices carried by Satria.
"Sir," said Satria.
"Yes son, just sit down or make your own coffee first, you are still busy," said Mr. To without glancing at Satria.
"Where was it, the feeling I've brought all," murmured Mr. To.
"Sir" admonished Satria again.
"Yes you are busy making your own first," said Mr. To while scratching his head that does not itch.
"Father looking for this, was left at home," said Satria because he did not see the Father response his arrival was busy looking for something.
"It's what Nak is," said Mr. To as he grabbed the bag that Satria gave to Mr. To and checked the contents.
"Alhamdulillah, I'm right This son that you are looking for since then," said Mr. To happy then mix coffee and give it to Satria.
"Thank you, son," said Mr. To pleased.
As simple as the happiness of Mr. To, Satria felt He was a person who was less grateful for the favors.