Melati At The End of Hope

Chasing thugs

Episode 5's

Chineon :

"A bright morning, the sun emerged from the eastern uproar, shining spoiled full of warmth. It feels like being enveloped in the arms of a mother when the night is cold, or rather like being comforted when the heart is sad.

Ahh but it still feels wrong too. Hem! like being accompanied when the heart feels lonely, ah still not fit too.

Aha, like a cup of mother-made tea for a silent father I shaved.uhh this is better hehehe." Chia continued to wander around carrying her ridiculous thoughts.

Today, I asked to be escorted to the market to buy some vegetable and other staple needs. I grabbed a towel and rushed to take a bath, while mom used to take a shower before dawn or after.

I completed the most refreshing ritual of all time, changed clothes and prepared to drive mom. Mother prefers to go by public transportation rather than riding her own motorbike, she said can be more relaxed and also help others get sustenance with her work.

Well, the distance from home to the market is not so far only about 2 KM. We went on a city or angkot ride.

"Left bang!" Said mother. We arrived at the market, we went down after paying the fare.

While the mother chose to choose and buy necessities, I brought the mother's basket while watching the faces of the heaven of the children, who peddled the sale, or occasionally looked at the family heroes back and forth bearing the stock of vegetables, vegetable, and vegetable, and vegetable, and vegetable, and vegetable, fruit and so on.

I swept my eyes thoroughly to every corner of the stalls and shops in the market.

Suddenly there was a loud sound of a baby crying that was squealing my ears.

By reflex I ran towards the center of the voice. The mother who realized I was running towards that direction yelled at me.

"Son Chiara..back son!" Mom screamed worried.

It caught the attention of the people in the market, some of whom ran after me.

Arriving where the voice center was, I saw a mother holding a toddler and leading a child who was crying in fear.

I ventured to them, and tried to calm them down. Then I asked what happened?.

The mother was crying because of the money she scavenged, raib deprived of naughty thugs. While his two children have not eaten and are also frightened by the brutal actions of the thugs who force to give up the money.

Because he did not want his two children in danger, inevitably the mother had to give up the money taken by the thugs. For now the mother can only resign and her heart aches to hear the cries of her two children who are scared and hungry.

My tears did not melt, my little heart was touched, my pulse seemed to stop for a moment. "Oh how strong they are to a weak woman." I also took out a little bit of my provision for me to give to the mother, she seemed very happy and thanked me continuously.

I looked back, it turned out that around me there were many who watched us. My mother smiled proudly at me, and I saw a friendly face smiling at me, representing their gratitude.

I don't want to be praised. It's not about the good

me, but about how God educates His servants to be sensitive to others.

Oh no, don't ria! It's not about the greatness of my treatment, but about the wonderful goodness taught by them. My religion, my Lord, my Apostle, both my parents and the teacher and the supportive environment.

I bowed and immediately hurried to leave the relationship.

"Have ma'am?" I asked my mother.

"does son, I've got the groceries." My mother answered me.

"Let's go home mom?" Take me.

"Yes baby..." Mother then grabbed my hand, leading me while occasionally stroking my head.

While waiting for the angkot, we stood where ordinary people stood to ride the angkot. Not until we boarded, suddenly someone hit us on purpose.

As is commonly the case, the mode crashes while retrieving the wallet.

The people around us were chasing the pickpocket, it turned out they were the same thugs who took the mother's money in the market earlier. Said some witnesses who already knew but they could not do much.

Not long after a young man approached us, with a hunting breath and gasping. He managed to subdue the pickpocket thugs and bring his mother's wallet back. The young man handed his wallet to my mother.

"In the check first ma'am, there may be less." It's polite.

"Yes son!" Reply mother.

She started checking it and found that everything was safe. When the mother took out a piece of money to give to the young man, the young man politely turned it down.

"No need ma'am, thank you very much. I'm glad to be able to help mom, like I love helping people who are in trouble." The young man said to mother, but his gaze was directed at me. It turned out that the young man also witnessed what happened in the middle of the market earlier

I did not lift my eyes, just thank you and we also boarded the angkot that we had been waiting for.

"Then I say goodbye, son, thank you very much." Mother-friendly speech to the young man.

"What's your name, son?" Ask your mother before leaving.

"I'm Alif ma'am!" Answer the young man.

"Well, Alif, when to play mother's house." Mother pleasantries. The young man just smiled.

Angkotpun drove us home.

"Left bang! Alhamdulillah has arrived" said mother relieved.

"Here's mom, let Chia bring her groceries." My love.

Mother gave some of her groceries to Chia and smiled warmly at her proud daughter.

Arriving at home, seen the father who was preparing some coconut orders from neighbors who had been picked in the garden.

Mother with sumringah recounted the incident at the market and when she was about to go home earlier. Mother also continues to feel happy and flattering Chia her favorite child.

"Who was his father?" Father's law.

Instead of feeling happy, Chia instead looked annoyed.

"Already ma'am do not exaggerate, all that is not greatness but the obligation of every human being to his fellow men, so it does not need to be told over and over again, later will not be a reward you know ma'am." Chia Ledek.

Chia's mother grinned and immediately stopped her story.

"My son." Said the father to the mother with a proud face. Mother looked back at father, and father laughed at mother's annoyed expression.

Father said, every time we do good to others, it means we are doing good to ourselves, and vice versa.

"If one day Chia is tempted to do no good to others, remember again that chia is actually self-deprecating. I pray that my son will hold fast to what is right." Put daddy on Chia.

Aamiin well, Chia smiled at dad.

"Dad..." Said Chia again.

"Chia loves mom's dad." Chia smiled spoiledly at father, Father also mngelus again Chia's head.

"Mom and Dad love Chia more." Close dad stopped talking and prepare to deliver the order of coconuts.

In Chia's heart muttered ;

"Even Chia can't imagine having to live without a father and a mother." Chia tears on her cheeks. Chia is reminded of someone who lives without his father and mother.