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Chapt 105s

"Are you the patient's family?" Ask the nurse who came out of the room. Radith explains that he knew the boy as a beggar, but he found him on the side of the road like that, so he also did not know who his family was, but if it was related to guardianship, Radith said she was ready to be the child's guardian. He was ready to pay for all the needs of the boy.

"I haven't found out who his family is yet, but I'm ready for what it takes as his guardian. I will tell you what needs to be said when we meet with her family later, so the nurse can say first with me," said Radith, who was adopted by the sister. The sister gave him a box of the boy's stuff, most of it smelled bad, but Radith accepted it anyway and thanked him.

"That's all the stuff, everything from the clothes and everything in his pocket, including some money from his pocket, I want you to give all that to his family," said the sister who of course is possessed by Radith. The man received the nun's gift and looked at his son who also looked sad. Zia held onto the box, then she gazed towards the mortuary, where the body that had not been taken by her family had been.

"Pa, can Zia look inside? Zia can meet Gilang?" Asked Zia who was taken by Radith, the man drove Zia into the room and saw Gilang's corpse was clean, Radith rubbed the child's head as if he was his own biological child. Zia did not expect her friend was now stiff and not breathing anymore, but she was eager to take Gilang to Bali and play there.

“Zia want to be here first with Gilang, or want to come with papa? Papa wants to find the mosque referred to by Gilang. Do you want to come here or come? Later papa come here again, if you want to be here with papa's bodyguard,” said Radith who made Zia choose to accompany her friend, she knows her friend needs her for now.

“Zia want to temenin Gilang, who knows Gilang want to say something or want to do something, earlier Gilang already saying goodbye, but Zia has not paid Pa,” said Zia who was adopted by Radith. The man had 10 bodyguards with him so he left 4 for Zia and 6 for her. They split up there and Radith immediately looked for the person Gilang might mean.

“Hi, I want to say thank you, thank you for being my friend. You're going to go, aren't you? You're not coming back, are you? Zia can you ask for help? If you are up there, you can meet with Mama Zia, tell Mama Zia yes if Zia here is good, happy and living well. You're going to tell Zia's mom, right? I know you will do it, because you are a good boy, thank you for wanting to be a friend of Zia,” said the little girl slowly.

“Om, Zia's friend will go huh? Zia's friend, Zia already has no friends anymore Om, he's good, he helps Zia to get out of there, Om want to know the first person who has helped Zia?” asked Zia innocently who was possessed by Radith's bodyguard, she lowered her head and stroked Gilang's head, she felt like she saw the face of her family there, a family she hadn't seen in a long time.

“Hai Gilang, the name of Om the G bodyguard, Om pray you there happy yes, do not get sick anymore, and always keep an eye on Zia, keep Zia here, Om,” said the bodyguard that made Zia blink her eyes several times, she was afraid of hearing wrong, but it seems that the person said G bodyguard.

“Do you have a name? Or don't don't don't name Om it's F? there is indeed a person whose name is F yes Om?” zia asked confusedly. The bodyguard looks at his friend, but his friend just puts his shoulder to shoulder, they do not want to interfere or risk being scolded by Radith if caught leaking their identity to others. They did not know if Zia belonged to that other person.

“Zia, Om can't tell Zia, it's Om and Papa's secret, so sorry, Om can't tell Zia,” said the bodyguard, who is owned by Zia, the girl couldn't force him. They return to chat about other topics and it turns out that Zia's bodyguards are very kind and friendly to the girl, whereas usually Zia considers all the guards spooky.

“G take Zia to the hotel, it looks like I'll make it to nightfall, pity if she has to be in that morgue, so you guys keep her there huh, yeah, I'll get home maybe 7 to 8. Eum, that's a hotel. I will also tell you Lira, so you guys focus on Zia alone, do not let anything happen,” Radith said by phone. The bodyguard agreed and immediately left. Radith hung up the phone call and was immediately busy taking care of and looking for the Gilang family.

Zia goes with the guards G, H, I, and J to go to the Hotel. The little girl again said goodbye to Gilang from afar, she also had time to see the spirit of Gilang in front of the morgue door with a smile. Waving her hand at Zia a sign of thanking the girl because she and Radith will help her to realize her dream first.

Meanwhile Radith was busy calling to and fro. He wanted to ask Andre to come home, but he still held him back even though only Andre had a very great search team. He does not want his menajdi lazy to work because while on vacation they are still asked to work. He decides to form a team that will trace who Gilang really is and where his family is for now.

“I trust you, you have to find it quickly, because if it is not there or not found, we must immediately bury the body into the family tomb, next to Blenda is still empty, we can bury him there. We must move quickly, pity Gilang if it should be postponed his funeral.”

After giving instructions that are clear enough. Radith and his 6 bodyguards are already circling again in search of the nearest mosque. If Gilang plays in the masjib area, maybe the child is a Muslim, so he has to ask how to funeral of Muslims because he does not know. While so did Radith want to find the ustad mentioned by Gilang. There was so much he wanted to do that he couldn't think clearly about what he should have done first.

“Good morning sir, I want to meet with the leader in this mosque, eum sorry, I am non-Muslim, like religious leaders or something, is there?” ask Radith who is confused himself. But it seemed that person understood and called a Kyai who was inside to meet Radith. The man shook hands politely until he lowered his head because Radith knew Kyai was very respected here.

“Excuse me, apologize in advance. I knew one of the little boys who was probably Muslim, I don't know for sure, but at this moment the boy is dead. I have never done a funeral in the Islamic way, so can Mr Kyai help me to do a funeral procession for the child?” asked Radith who tried to be polite maybe because he also did not know how to ask.

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“Inalillahi Wainailaihi Rojiun, Ram, Ramdan, here you are,” call that Kyai on someone who is likely his student. That person also greeted Radith politely. They met each other briefly and Radith told him what he was going through, of course outside the story Gilang met him before he died and he found out because Radith was not sure people would believe.

“You came with him to the hospital, if there is no family, we bring it to the mosque here, we pray and pray for the body and immediately buried, the sooner the better, the better, if later his family appeared, just say where his grave and family can read yasin and other prayers to the deceased,” said Kyai who was obeyed by his students.

They immediately went there and the person whom Pak Kyai asked to see was surprised to see Gilang. Her tears flowed and hugged the child. Radith was certainly confused, was this person the father of Gilang? Or at least his family? Radith was still waiting for an explanation, but it seemed that person was still crying.

“He's a smart kid, he comes to teach a lot, but because his legs and body are dirty, he can't get inside the mosque, so I taught him myself outside the mosque when the lesson was over, or he sits at the sacred boundary listening to me speak loudly. He, he's a very good boy,” the man said. Radith was more surprised when he knew the fact that it turned out that the person in front of him was the ustad mentioned by Gilang earlier. Radith immediately looked for the box he had left behind.

“It was an item that was on Gilang's body, ranging from clothes to money from busking and begging. If I can be honest, when Gilang died, his spirit came to me and told me if he wanted to donate all the money he had to the mosque where there was a good old man to him and teach him, so I think that person is you and you who are more entitled to decide what will be done with this item.

“For Allah, Alhamdullilah O Allah, this orphan remembers all the Science that I taught, thank you for making this child's life useful and even still remember Your name in his death Rabb, Lord, forgive all his prayers Rabb,” said the ustad who felt overwhelmed by the insignificant amount, but this is the last thing Glory gave to the world, a charity that helped him to ascend to paradise.

“I will help all the pack, I just don't understand the ordinance, so I asked Mr. Ustad and Mr. Kyai, for the tomb problem, for the grave matter, I would like to bury him in my family's grave if no one can or does not exist or want to acknowledge him as a family, because only then do I know, I owe my daughter's life to him, so this is all I can give Mr. Ustad. Can I do it sir?” tanya Radith who was certainly embraced by Ustad.

“We brought his body to the mosque to be wrapped in a shroud and crucified, thank you for telling me and preparing all, Gilang good boy, God sent an angel to help him at this time, thank you father for telling me,” said Mr. Ramdan that made Radith nod.

“I beg permission to take care of all his administration, I will immediately follow to the Mosque. A and B, you come with me, the rest, you help Mr. Ustad to bring Gilang there,”, Radith said.

“Sorry sir, shouldn't it be just E and F who brought Gilang and we here? Two people alone is not enough to take care of Mister,” said bodyguard C yan gdiangguki by D, but Radith did not change his mind.

“I have to turn around and around and in the mosque it must need a lot of help, the four of you help Mr. Ustad and Mr. Kyai to beberes, A and B are also quite reliable, too,” said Radith who was taken by the bodyguard. Mr. Ustad did not understand, but he also did not ask to respect Radith's privacy, they were busy with their respective affairs, especially Radith who rented a crate, preparing tombs, flowers and many other things, moreover he was told pa Ustad if the peg for Muslims should be simple.

After making sure everything was in order, Radith returned to the mosque and saw that the boy had been wrapped in a shroud. Radith just waited outside because he knew it was not good for him to enter the synagogue of other people, he did not want to damage the honor of other religions if he made a mistake.

“Jenasah is ready to be buried. We'll help get to the tomb and get Yasin there too. Are we allowed to do that?” kyai asked, of course, asserted by Radith, was grateful that there were people who would help him pray in the same way, he could not prohibit or ask a lot, he could not ask, the important thing is Gilang can be buried properly.

Radith took a few steps back as the man began to pray at the tomb. He didn't want to disturb this guy's mess. Behind Radith are A and B, while C, D, E, F help residents there to at least close the tomb. Radith cravings, his mind drifts and he tries to digest everything that happens.

“Did you come to Om before you died to tell Om this is Gilang? Tell me what you want? Thank you, even if it's only a few minutes, you can open my eyes and ears. I'll do what you've been dreaming of all this time.

“eum, sorry Mr Kyai, is the mosque that was there in need of an injection of funds or anything?” Radith arrived.

“Ah sorry, I am not good at saying words in things like this. Please do not misunderstand. I just want to know if the Mosque needs things that must exist but are constrained by costs or something?” ask Radith who made Kyai and ustad look at each other.

“Actually in our mosque is still looking for funds for renovation, because we will improve buildings that are not enough for worshipers. And is also raising funds to make wells so that the dry season will not be too difficult as it was years ago. God willing good intentions will be helped by God in due time.”

“If possible, let's chat at the home of Mr. Kyai or Mr. Ustad to discuss the matter. I will pay 100 percent for everything I need. Maybe this is what Gilang wanted and he said it to me, I will help to complete the renovation on behalf of Gilang, so that it becomes a practice for Gilang”

“Come, is that true, son? Are you seriously going to do that?” kyai asked with a sigh. Radith nodded and smiled. He knew that he was the one chosen to do this, and he would not lose this opportunity in his life.

“Let's talk about everything at home Mr. Kyai only yes, it's not nice to talk here. Where are you, son? You're not here, are you? I have never seen you around here,”, said Mr. Kyai, who is owned by Radith.

“I am originally from Jakarta but have lived in Bali for a long time Pak Kyai, I came with my son for a pilgrimage to his mother's grave and while eating I found Gilang, until finally met with Mr. Kyai and this Mr. Ustad.”

“Mulia once you Gilang. Even after you die, you still give a lot of blessings to others that you can't give during your life. Heaven for you son, your clean heart will always be a good practice for you,” shrewd Mr. Kyai who feels sad and moved.

“Gilang is a kind and sincere child, I can even only meet his spirit, but that spirit gives me a very deep message. And I realized, this was his last request. I want to help to make it happen, hopefully Mr. Kyai and Mr. Ustad want to help me to make this happen sir,” said Radith sincerely.

“Alhamdulliah, God willing, all that is in the way of God, all that we do for God, will always be waged by God.”