
after the departure of pakdhe, it seems that the day of Budhe looks gloomy, a smile that is usually always engraved is now so rarely seen, however, budhe's health is getting better, naturally, if budhe still feels very lost, he said, because they have sailed the household ark for decades, although many stories are created until the wound is still gaping, but as a wife, Budhe is so sincere and obedient to her husband, she said, until his departure left such a deep sorrow.
I can only strengthen, more invite him to be close to the almighty, embrace him with love and attention like a child to his mother, I want budhe soon be fine, just fine, so that when I return to continue my studies, this heart is calm leaving him without much burden.
time passed so quickly, it did not feel like eight months pakdhe had left us and budhe had also started to cheer up and behave again naturally, his smile was decorated again with thin lips, he said, although the hair is gray and the skin begins to wrinkle, the beauty of budhe never fade.
with the wealth that Pakdhe handed me, I dare to continue my mind, achieving the highest education, even though I was born from the womb of a poor woman, I should be able to grab my bachelor's degree and make my tough lady smile proudly at me.
the house that Pakdhe Warisan, happened to be far from the house that we occupied with rice fields, so no one knew and suspected when I sold the house, so that no one knew, and for the rice fields it has been expected the same people trust pakdhe with a profit sharing system, and I just continue, the house is deliberately sold, and the money I keep in the bank, he said, because I plan to use the money, to renovate my mother's house later for me to open a business when I graduate college, for tuition fees savings from pakdhe and savings that I collect myself, he said, insya Alloh has been very enough even more, especially considering that om huda and mas end once said will finance my college later, but I do not want much hope, but I do not want much hope, because the end mas already married and have responsibility to his family with om Huda, I just want to discuss my college problems with them, because after all, I just want to discuss my college problems with them, they are important people in my life and have done a lot in my life.
when I expressed my intention to return to study, the final mas, om huda and budhe were so supportive, even the final mas and om huda immediately agreed to bear the cost during my lecture, among all the families so enthusiastic and supportive, only mba Irma who seemed indifferent without any response and somehow I felt the eyes of the late wife Om not so fond of me, God forgive the prejudice in my heart, may this prejudice be wrong, astagfirullah.
om end want me to study in Surabaya alone, besides being able to supervise also so that it can be one campus, but I politely and subtly refused it, but I politely and subtly refused it, I expressed my desire to continue college in the unfortunate course on the grounds that it was my dream all this time, when it was just my reason, indeed I wanted to go to college in malang, but in Surabaya was not the real problem, actually, it all depends on how we intend to realize the dream, in any campus it does not matter.
after a long discussion and with a debate that is not easy, finally all agreed if I continue to lecture at one university in malang, and it happens that Om huda has many acquaintances there, he said, so I could cost one of his friends om huda and happen to be kos for women, no matter how I continue to recite the sentence of gratitude because Allah has placed me in the midst of people who care so much about me and sincerely love me even though I am only a brother of a poor daughter.
before leaving for malang, I first went home to my mother, asking for her prayers and blessings, so that my path was facilitated thanks to her prayer, because a mother's prayer must be heard by HIM and his blessing in Allah becomes a light in every step of my way.
and not only that, I also expressed my intention to renovate the house that I live in to be more feasible to be occupied and the plan is also to build a small shop in front of the house, in order to be managed by mother also Rina, hearing my intentions, mother immediately hugged me while sobbing, there was also sadness and happiness in our crying, and God willing will continue to be the path to a better life.
I do not feel I have become a final-level student, with an easy struggle, even though om huda and mas end help my tuition, I do not want to rest and relax, I do not want to rest, I work part-time in accordance with my schedule, and always diligently also focus on the material material of my lectures, so no wonder I always achieve satisfactory grades, so no wonder I always achieve satisfactory grades, even when I had to make the thesis all also did not escape the help of my two good men, om huda and mas end, until I could graduate with the best grades, he said, Masya Alloh is amazingly delicious that Alloh gave, even the offer of job offers was so much, that I was confused how, because in my heart was terbesit intention to open his own business.
#life is indeed full of colors, and of the many colors, of course we take part in choosing it, want the dark, or the cheerful, depending on how we choose and scratch the color at every pulse point of life we live.