Mr. Kyai Restui Fatimah
Fatimah husaiena
fatimah, the name taken from one of the Prophet's exemplary daughters...
Fatimah is the daughter of Prophet Muhammad who has an inspirational life story., when remembering the daughter of the prophet, we will be remembered again about the importance of fostering gratitude and patience...
fatimah a gentle and polite figure.where also fatimah a very soft-hearted figure and always beaming series, and,
in one time Aisyah also once said the figure of fatimah character"never I saw someone more similar to her way of speaking like the Prophet other than Fatimah,"
Fatimah is also a simple and hardworking figure, besides that fatimah also has a generous nature and likes to help others...
Fatimah is a person who remains patient despite many trials, a strong and strong personality., and.,
Fatimah the daughter of Rasulullah SAW and Khadijah bint Khuwalid....
but in contrast to Fatimah husaiena., far in the word is very different character like a daughter yes the Prophet .variety of heaven and earth
One hope of his mother fatimah at the birth of his fatimah, he wanted his daughter like a figure of fatimah daughter of the Prophet, who was soft-hearted mannered, dignified and smart to keep her honor...
the figure of fatimah husaiena has fallen into the valley of obedience, so his mother died at the age of fatimah 14 years...
fatimah had a father who loved to gamble, drink, rough, angry...
at the age of fatimah entering 14 years he had to quit school, karna could not afford to pay for school...
inevitably fatimah also have to find money by busking on every bus, red lights and angkot angkot...
every home from busking., his father will always be angry, the results of fatimah money can always be robbed of his father...
if the fatimah does not make money in a day, the fatima will be tortured in the beat., etc.,
fatimah age 16 years his father died due to complications, too often drink alcohol, too often.,
fatimah became an orphan figure, where the brother of the father's mother fatimah also no one cared about her...
fatimah is always in the shackles of the neighbors away from people, the color they all call the family fatimah the family of the unlucky bearer...
in addition to gambling and drinking the figure of his father also likes to steal, who berahir fatimah also away from the neighbors, they fear the nature of stealing his father down to fatimah...
fatimah bangtung wants to find a job also because fatimah does not have ahlian in the field of work,,,, because,,,
in addition, fatimah also does not have a degree, the experience of working fatimah is just a busking, complete already the story of a fatimah Husaiena...
being an orphan, no one, living in a reot hut left by his parents, every day his fatimah still doing his busking activities until the age of his 17 years old...
the result of busking was just enough to eat day to day without anyone helping, one day fatimah came home night busking from a red light...
fatimah walked home to his hut, but from a distance fatimah saw a woman was in the field of some thugs..
what if fatimah helps the woman with his own will not be possible., just as fatimah indirectly gave up his life..
fatimah continued to think of ways to help the woman, her father had a brilliant idea...
"police officer don't chase me, I'm not guilty., don't arrest me," yelled fatimah loudly while running from the darkness approaching the group of thugs..
all the thugs were confused to hear the sound of fatimah calling the name of the police"paman help me, I'm in pursuit of the police,"
yelled fatimah at the thug"shit, hurry up and run," said one of the thugs...
without a second thought the thug rode on his bike, "uncle help me, I'm coming,"
yell fatimah tight with engos engosan breath"dream the damn child, because of you we can't bring that jerk girl,"
his snapping stiffened his motor, died the fatimah and the middle-aged lung woman, fatimah pulled the woman's hand into the bush"hey what are you doing, "her snapping
"silence madam, I know, she's been bullied again, so I just pretended there was a cop, so come to my hut tonight,there is a possibility that the thugs will return to the place that was looking for the mistress, "clear fatimah..
"Well, what a clever thought you sweet boy, I was being bullied by those thugs, they wanted to blackmail me, thank you so much for your help.,"
fatimah walked through the bush, there was no way she would walk down the big road to her house, it was not impossible that the thug would return when he realized fatimah was fooling them all...
fatimah passed through a shortcut to the rice fields to his hut, where his hut was indeed a little far from the neighboring house, his house on the edge of the rice fields and cassava garden...
"come in madam, forgive my place like this," said fatimah not happy to see the appearance of women's gelamor in front of her...
"it's okay, thank you for helping me and for taking me in.,"
"same madam., wait a minute I'll get you a drink first," the woman nodded..
fatimah walked into the kitchen to fetch water for the woman in front of her.,
what kind of residence was this, so unfit to occupy, the inner middle-aged woman looked around her.,
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no electricity, light only use tin lights using solar, bamboo walls that reot., hard seating made of bamboo., nothing special, nothing special,.
very miris, her inner murmur, where the room only consists of two rooms, the living room becomes her bed as well., the kitchen and bathroom become one., etc.,the bathroom is just a walled board that is already fragile...
"mrs, I'm sorry I only have water and cassava stew that had no other food this afternoon" said fatimah...
where fatimah also sometimes busking a day only gets 15rb,20rb clean, karna fatimah also has to divide it with thugs who are looking fatimah...
"it's okay, acceptih., what's your name, sweet girl,"
"my name is fatimah madam"
"don't call me madam, just bangil madam Clara"
"well madam,"
madam Clara saw the seedy tin cup, although the lighting was only using tin lamps but Madam Clara could see it...
"i won't be able to drink it, it's so disgusting, the inner voice shuddered"is there a fatimah stall around you,"
"oh there's madam, in front of a lot of stalls and food"
"well, may I ask for help, buy me some cold bottled water, I used to drink cold water,"
"well madam, I'll buy you, sorry madam I don't have a refrigerator"
"it's okay, take this money buy ya"
"it's too much madam,"
"just take the rest for you, and buy me box food, too,"
"well madam, imaksih much," said fatimah sparkling to see 100k of money as much as 5 sheets
fatimah walked to the stall on the roadside, it started at night at 11pm, so it was only there that was not closed...
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