Is God's Choice?
44. Harvesting Corn
The black car is now fixated right in the yard of the house made of teak, which on the right side left in the planting of various kinds of tubers, chili, chili, tomatoes and various kinds of vegetables that have grown abundantly.
Slowly the homeowner went outside when he heard the sound of the roar of a car that immediately stopped in front of his house.
Slowly the woman who had a lot of wrinkles on her face and hands put her feet out of her house. He looked at the granddaughter who had grown up and approached him. Tears of happiness fell just like that when Mr. Hasbi came out of the car in the follow Kia, Rahma and Aisyah ma'am who had carried each of them except Razi who went straight to the trunk to bring down Kia's green suitcase.
Rahma immediately ran over to her grandmother who she had not seen for almost half a year.
"Assalamualaikum, Rahma's grandmother was very much the same grandmother." Rahma immediately hugged and kissed Rumi's nek who was still wearing instant robe and veil.
"Oh my God, my granddaughter is this big now!" He said while kissing both cheeks Rahma with his anxiety because Rahma's cheek is so cabi that it feels tender to kiss her.
"Ummi's healthy, mi? ask Mr. Hasbi who has kissed the back of the hand that has a lot of wrinkles so that it feels like kissing the part of the bone wrapped in skin only.
" Thank God, ummi's healthy, Bie! His answer immediately hugged the 2nd child of 2 brothers.
Everyone hugged each other while greeting Grandpa Rumi with a longing hug between his grandchildren and his daughter-in-law.
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Kia, Razi, Rahma, Ayesha and Hasbi sir 'even now they have entered a house that feels cool when their feet just stepped from outside the door to the room that they have long been humbling the atmosphere.
Instantly, Grandma Rumi looked at Kia and told her to immediately put her belongings into the closet that had been provided by her grandmother with a full gaze, rumi's grandmother took the hands of her granddaughter who from today lives with her and her husband Dahlan.
"The granddaughter of this one looks even thinner!" The words of Rumi's nek who joined the room said that Kia would stay in the room during her stay with her father's grandmother.
"Grandma, can you!" kia's body is this way, Grandma." So nothing has changed. Said Kia while putting the bag on her shoulder.
Grandma knows all the stories about your granddaughter, your father's grandmother. "You must not be sad, for God must have prepared His Choice for you." Which is no longer to be mourned, therefore we are not sincere in God's word." Rumi's nek hugged her grandson's body that was getting dead.
" Yes, grandma!"
"Help Kia ya granny so that Kia can be a better servant!" so that Kia can reveal what does not belong to Kia. His base while dipping his face on the shoulders that can not withstand the burden too heavy.
"Inshaa Allah, the environment here will be able to make you a sholihah and strong woman. Rumi's words were convincing.
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In the afternoon, Mr. Hasbi's family was helping Dahlan's brother who was in his garden. There is a hut made of bamboo whose roof is made of straw that has dried up for a place to rest abah Dahlan when tired of hoeing.
Mr. Hasbi and Razi are helping Dahlan's 'parents of Mr. Hasbi' who from noon do not know the arrival of children, grandchildren and sons-in-law in his palace. Abah Dahlan is a farmer in area X, he is a hard worker and diligent in working. Today is the day that the corn he planted must be harvested.
" Abah, Rahma can ya ask for his jagun for tonight we make corn roast together!" Said Rahma who was happy to put the corn into the sack one by one.
" Take a lot, my dear grandson!" half of it will be distributed to neighbors. He said while cleaning the stems from the corn tree.
"Let's just Kia, bah! who then distributed it to the neighbors." Said Kia who grabbed a plastic bag that partly already contains corn kia wrap.
" Let me go around sharing it, Kia!" Said Razi who had put a dirty hoe with red soil next to the hoe.
"Yuuuk, we're home late in the afternoon grandma and your mother must have prepared for lunch!" abah Dahlan's orders to his grandchildren.
Eventually they moved on to go home. Before they came home they all cleaned their dirty feet and hands with red soil in a flowing river not far from the corn plantation owned by Dahlan's brother.
Mr. Hasbi who was carrying a cart containing corn sacks helped by Razi pushed the cart so as not to be too heavy when Mr. Hasbi pulled 2 wheeled objects made of selected wood materials. Kia and Rahma who enjoy the journey while carrying 2 bags of crackles that already contain corn that will be brought to the house of Dahlan's brother.
When they arrived at Kia's house, Razi distributed corn to his neighbors. Many neighbors thanked him when receiving the corn from Kia and Razi.
" This is Dahlan's granddaughter from town x huh?" ayu very nice face. The words of the original hooded mothers stuck to his ears that received a crackle bag from Kia's hand.
"If you have a son, you must have asked me to be your daughter-in-law, neng!" Said the mother who dressed in chocolate while holding her 8-month-old baby.
Kia who heard a lot of babbling from the mothers can only smile while looking down while her hands gently stroke the baby in the arms of the mother who is berberasilan.
Finally, bag after bag of corn that runs out is also distributed to tetanga.
" I say yes, mothers! said Kia who was waiting for Razi near the badminton field.
"Thank you, aa!" Shouted the mothers who saw the steps of Kia who approached the older brother whose shirt was dirty.
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"At the mosque it was like seeing Adam son of Ustadz Subekti, yeah! Ask Razi who is now on the front porch with Dahlan's brother and Hasbi sir.
" Adam did live here because, in addition to being a teacher in the dormitory here he also taught children orphanages not far from this village, a!" Hasbi sir explained.
" So Adam, if it's not wrong, a little more will marry someone not far from where you live, Bie!" Said Dahlan's brother to Hasbi.
" Are you right, it's bah? ask Mr. Hasbi.
" Yes right!" the horrors through ta'aruf that Adam had long wanted to leave to the newspaper who had not long taught in the dormitory was called Febri what Fani was like even though he had previously hamoir to abuse the son of an ustadz but unfortunately, there are already those who preach before Adam's son. Dahlan's.
" Kok ustadz Subekti never told this to dad, yeah!"
" Maybe Ustadz Subekti also had no time, well, to tell dad so he waited for the right time. Razi.
When the three men were busy with her conversation Kia came to bring 3 cups of coffee and a plate of corn bamboo shoots and steamed cassava with steam still steaming.
" Then chatting without a treat will feel empty!, therefore Kia brought a treat for brother, father and aa Razi. He said while putting the treats on a round table made of brown wood.
" Thank you, my dear grandson!" Said Dahlan's brother while stroking Kia's head.
Suddenly someone came to give greetings.they also simultaneously answered the person who still uses navy-colored cocoa and brown sarong cloth.
" O God, son of Adam!" welcome Mr. Hasbi as the white man kisses the back of his hand as his left hand taps his right shoulder.
" It just so happens that Mr. Hasbi is here, so I can all talk about this to Mr. Hasbi and Dahlan's brother. Adam still stands.
Instantly Kia went inside when the man came and greeted the 3 men on the terrace.
"It seems I saw a picture of him when Tari said that the man asked to confess to him a week after Razi had insulted Tari. Inner Kia.
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