My Love is in Surabaya

4. Heart Sincerity

Kintan, Felisha, Gayatri and Jelita are separated in the parking lot due to their different directions of home, besides from the three friends, only Kintan who rides a motorcycle.

With a sense of pride Kintan riding his matic motorbike for the trip home.

In the middle of the journey, Kintan arrived - suddenly saw there was a blind grandfather who was peddling his crackers on the side of the road, and at that time in a state of drizzle.

Krupuk was seen his no one has been sold.

Kintan parked his bike in front of the grandfather.

"Sir, why is Grandpa still here?weather drizzle cake,later grandpa gets sick.

"gpp son,, this is a regular drizzle, it briefly subsides.

I do not want to go home son,, his krupuknya no one has done, what I want to love my wife and child, if krupuk y has not been practiced, it means I have not got money."

"hiks,,hiks,, hiks" Kintan's cry broke out at once hearing the grandfather's reason for surviving the sale despite the rainy weather.

Kintan immediately opened his wallet, maybe his pocket money is still there and can help the grandfather.

"Alhamdulillah, there's still 100k, so this can help the grandfather."

even though the money was given by his father to buy gasoline and snacks Kintan for a week.

Confused that is how Kintan felt.Ga maybe he should ask for money again with his father .He also did not want to burden his parents anymore.

But if the krupuknya grandfather is not bought also kasian..

"Ach, let me sacrifice.Grandpa's wife and children are more important.

it's been imagined how happy they are, if his father comes home with money."

that's what Kintan is.

Finally, think for a while

Kintan split it 50;50

50 To buy gasoline while commuting to school. 50 to help the grandfather.

"Grandfather, how much does a pack of crackers cost?"

"5000 son".the grandfather replied

"good cake, I want to buy 10 packs."

"the real boy, thank God, thank you son, may your sincerity be rewarded with God, be successful later."

with glassy eyes, Kintan received the crupuk.

and sincerely pray for us to return."

"hopefully selling grandpa sweet selling yes cake, always healthy and keep the spirit ,

greetings to grandfather's wife and children."

** At home **

After traveling about 1 hour, Kintan finally reached home.

"Assalamualaikum mother ."

"Waalaikumsalam warohmatulloh, where was it at school, how was the lesson? your new friend's friend? are they all good or are there any bad things about you?"

"ihh,, what the hell mother, can not mother nanyanya one-on-one, Kintan confused her answer from where."

"Hehehehe, yes, now you don't have to answer first, you are clean there, you are bathing all, your bodies are wet with rain."

"yes Bun..Kintan to the room first yes."taken kiss mother's hand, Kintan go to his room.

*** dinner ***

"Daddy's night, mother."

"night boy, here we eat together" said Dad

"wiiih very good mother's cooking, sweet sour shrimp and kale cah."

"yes..Alhamdulillah was a cake made by the mother to do all the practice, there is still a granny who nawarin shrimp, ga tega mama if you do not buy, kasian grandmother has gone a long way to offer her warehousing, but there is no practice.Akirnya mother buy aja."

"oh.iya almost forgot, I also want to tell the same story mother's father."Kintan recounts all the events of the day starting from school and the journey home that brought him to meet the blind grandfather of a krupuk seller.

"the mother almost wanted to ask, if you go home with that much crupuk from where, it turns out so to the story." said the mother was proud of her child.

"Dad is proud of this mother and father's child, remain humble, love to help, son, because we do not know which help from God will save us from danger.

If we do good, then that kindness will come back to ourselves." said the father while kissing the two.

"oh yes from Mubadzir, this krupuk deliver to the neighbors, let us also be blessed, we take 2 packs for us to eat.

the 8 packs, you'll take them to the neighbors, son?"

"okay mother, ready to slide" said Kintan happily can have good parents and a sincere heart.

O Lord forgive the parents of Kintan, love them as they have loved me from childhood.

Kintan's prayer was not stopped for both parents.