Merapi Never Ingkar Janji 2 (The Return of the Sultan)

SS. 11. Strong Signals in the Grand Mosque

On the other side of the city, a girl was sitting leaning back, hugging a bundle at a closed shop.

As the day grew darker, sunlight slowly began to comb the western hemisphere.

'Soon after night, where should I go ?' The complaint in the heart.

I want him to shed tears. But shame on God. The almighty substance turns the heart. Tata believes that someday something good will come to him.

At the moment, he still has a lot of patience. This is not an end, but a long beginning.

Curl ... concoct ...

He held his stomach which sounded rumbling. Worms - worms in his stomach as if protesting because not a grain of nasipun enter through his mouth.

'Uuurrgggghhh.my stomach is hungry.' he lamented in his heart.

He rogoh his pants pocket, still stored some fifty thousand bills and some small pieces of money he sold.

"God, I forgot that I still have a mistress from Mother when buying all my snacks first." His murmur was pleased.

He walked to find food. Not far from the shelter, there is an angkringan.

Tata ordered a pack of warm tea and a pack of rice, complete with side dishes.

"How much Ma'am ?"

"What else do you want ?"

"That's it, Mom."

"You want more fritters maybe ?"

"No, thank you."

"All nine thousand."

"It's Mom." He said while giving a piece of money denominated ten thousands.

"There is still a thousand rupiah change, would crackers be possible ?" Say Mother angkringan seller offers.

"Yes, ma'am's gakpapa."

"It's Nak."

"Thank you Mother."

"Together Son."

Such was Tata's conversation with a angkringan seller's mother, before he finally had to go find a comfortable place to fill his stomach.

'Alhamdulillah, I still have enough money to eat a few days.' Grateful muttered.

'But, starting tomorrow, I have to try to find a job and a place to stay. May there be a good way out, so that I may not trouble others.' Hope in the heart.

As it was almost entering the time of the magrib prayer, Tata decided to rest around the mosque. In addition to being able to all perform worship, he also feels safer if forced to spend the night there.

Tata put his luggage on the outside of the corner of the Grand Mosque. He took ablution water before finally following the congregational prayer there.

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"Zec." Call Alfatih who is sitting behind the wheel.

"Yes sir."

"We stopped praying magrib first in the Grand Mosque." Pinta Al's.

"Good Sir."

Reza immediately steered his vehicle towards the Grand Mosque. And find an empty spot in the parking area.

That evening, the beginning of Anita and Alfatih worship in one roof. The powerful signal of the Grand Mosque was the liaison for the arrival of both of them. But God was still testing their patience, and had not yet met the two.

Until the prayer is finished, Tata, who is still sitting on the terrace of the mosque, approached a mother who was sitting alone.

"Mom, sorry, mom alone ?" Sapa Tata who saw the Mother sitting leaned back limply.

"Yes son, I'm waiting for my mother's son who gam come to pick me up." Answer with a loud voice.

"Astagfirullah, where's mom's house ? Let me deliver."

"Mom forgot the way home." The answer came back, starting to shed tears.

'O Allah, I, who longs for a Mother, wish to be able to care for her and be devoted to her. But this, why would a child leave his own mother in a foreign place. Did he forget or did he intentionally ?' The Spirit of Tata in the heart.

"Mom ate already ?" Tata asked who could not bear to see him so weak.

"Mom hasn't eaten since last afternoon, not even a drop of water has I tasted son."

Hearing the mother's reply, Tata immediately gave the package she had bought for her dinner.

"This is Mom, you drink warm. After that, I ate ya."

Tata invited the mother to sit in the gazebo around the mosque. Maybe the gazebo was built for the dhuafa who happened to stop by.

"Thank you son, may Allah repay all your kindness." His words were filled with tears.

"Aamien."

"You didn't eat yourself ?"

"What's your name, boy ?"

"I'm Anita Bu, commonly called Tata."

"Yes Nak Tata, I'm Miss Ranti." He introduced himself, on the sidelines of his dinner.

"Where's your house, son ?"

"I can't get anywhere anymore, ma'am."

Miss Ranti stopped her bribe.

"What is Tata's intention ?"

"I was driven out of the house of the late Father and Mother, by my own Bulek."

"Pity me, my son."

Tata smiled at Ms. Ranti's comments.

"It's okay, ma'am, God has many places for shelter."

"God, how glorious is your heart, son. Obu sure, someday you will live a happy and prosperous life."

"Aamien."

There is no doubt in a mother's prayer and it is worth our attention.

"Mother, Tata stay back for a while huh. I finished the food." The reason, because in fact he also felt hungry stomach.

Tata saw there were hawkers who also stopped at the mosque. He approached and bought a mineral water, just to wet his throat.

Meanwhile, Alfatih who was about to leave the mosque, opened his car door again and walked out.

'It feels like I know that bag.' He murmured in his heart.

"Sir Al, where are you going, sir ?" Reza asked in shock to see his young boss suddenly get out of the car that was ready for the road.

"Just a moment Za." The answer is unclear.

He walked towards where Ranti's mother enjoyed her dinner.

"Assalamu'alaikum Ma'am."

"Wa'alaikumsalam Nak."

"Mom alone ?"

"No son, the mother is alone with the child God sent down to look after the mother."

Alfatih did not understand his answer. But she believes the mother needs her help.

And that bag, the one from Anita that Alfatih knew when she was wearing when they met a few days ago.

'Is it possible, this mother was with the girl ?' Ask in the heart.

"Where is my son ?"

"He's gone for a while."

There was actually a feeling of fear towards Bu Ranti, but she was sure that the person in front of her at the moment, was a good person.

"Mother, this is a little sustenance, can mother and daughter mother use. And this is also bread for mother."

"God, thank you very much, son. God will repay all the children's kindness to us."

"Amenas. Oh yes Mom, this is my business card, if your child needs anything, can call me."

Miss Ranti held Al's hand tightly.

"You're a good man, one day you'll get a good man."

Al listened to what Ms. Ranti said. It sounds like a prophecy.

"Aamien, then excuse me ma'am."

"Yes son, be careful on the road."

Throughout the journey Al remembered - remember, what was said by Bu Ranti earlier.

"What's up, sir ?" Reza asked who saw the mimic change on the face of his young Boss.

"Gakpapa Za."

"Where else are we, sir ?"

"Just go home."

'Why didn't I wait for him for a moment, who knows that mother's son was the girl I was looking for.' He murmured in his heart.

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