
That night it rained so hard, accompanied by lightning striking. The night was pitch black, a young woman of about 22 years old was holding a baby.
The woman's body was soaked in rain, she held the baby tightly in her cradle, trying to warm the baby.
A few minutes walk. Now that she was under the bridge, she was looking for something, she turned to the left and to the right.
"Ah, meet," he said seeing a large cardboard box.
The woman took the cardboard, took it to a small hut made from a patch of garbage.
"I'm sorry, dear, mother" said the woman, kissing the baby's red cheeks.
The baby looked at the mother. Not once did the tiny baby cry despite the heavy rain that soaked his body. The warm embrace of her mother calmed her down.
The woman put the baby in the cardboard. He left the baby alone there.
Shortly after the woman left, a loud cry came from the baby. The woman continued to walk quickly, not once did she look back at the crying baby.
"Excuse me, dear," the woman murmured, wiping away her tears flowing down her cheeks.
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"Is there a baby crying?" muttered an old man where all his hair was gray and his teeth were only a few.
The grandfather came out of his little hut, then looked for the origin of the crying sound from the baby. The grandfather was walking limped.
"Geez!" the old man was shocked when he saw a baby girl in the cardboard box. The grandfather found the baby right next to his hut.
"Whose son is this?" asked the grandfather alone, he ducked down, taking the little baby who was wet.
his grandfather was named Abu.
Grandpa Abu looked around, looking for who would throw the innocent little angel.
Grandpa Abu took the baby girl into his hut. Change the clothes of the baby that is already wet.
Oweek.
The baby continued to cry from the cold.
"Patience, yes, Cu." murmured Abu's grandfather, while changing the baby's clothes.
A few minutes later, Abu's grandfather finished changing the baby's clothes. Grandpa Abu held the baby slowly, wiggling his body slightly so that the baby could calm down.
A few minutes passed, finally the baby was calm, already asleep.
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"grandfather will give you a name, huh?" murmured Grandpa Abu stared softly at the sleeping face of the little angel.
"Nia, grandfather will give you Nia's name" said Abu's grandfather smiling.
6 Years later.
"Grandfather," a girl shouted, in the girl's right hand was a black plastic containing money, while in the right hand of the child, the girl, he holds a musical instrument made from recycled garbage.
The daughter is Nia, now she is 6 years old.
"Don't run, it will fall" said Abu's grandfather, who saw Nia running towards him.
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"Grandfather, look, I brought a lot of money," said Nia, she smiled widely, her eyes twinkling.
"So many people like the time Nia sang, Kek. So many who love money to Nia," said Nia, increasingly smiling.
"Thank God," replied Grandpa Abu happily seeing Nia smiling happily.
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On Abu's grandfather's back was a large basket, where the plastic bottles he picked up at the dumpster.
"Grandfather does not need to find another bottle, let Nia alone who is looking for money. It's better for grandfather to rest," said Nia.
Grandpa Abu smiled proudly at the babble from Nia's small voice.
"Thank you, yes, cu," said Abu's grandfather, gently stroking Nia's short hair.
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"Yes, come on," replied Grandfather Abu, his voice raspy, his footsteps getting sucked up.
Nia clasped Grandpa Abu's left hand.
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All of a sudden, Abu's grandfather's cough came back.
"No, Nia said it's better to stay at home and rest, let Nia find the money." Nia said, looking up. Seeing the ash grandfather coughing on the way home.
"Grandpa is healthy Nia, grandfather is still strong to make money." Grandfather replied, while covering his mouth that kept coughing.
Nia's lips pursed, annoyed that her grandfather kept saying he was fine. Because Nia knew that her grandfather was holding back the pain that was being suffered.
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Day turned night, in the hut was only a small lantern that became a light for Nia and also Abu's grandfather.
"Nia," call grandfather hoarse.
Grandpa Abu was lying down, covered in a hollow mat.
"Yes, Cake" replied Nia.
"Here" said Abu's grandfather, telling Nia to come closer to him.
Nia stopped her hand that was putting together the money she earned from busking. Nia walked over, approached Grandpa Abu and sat right next to Grandpa Abu.
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"What, Cake?" ask Nia.
Grandpa Abu took Nia's right hand, grasping Nia's hand with both hands.
"Nia.." Grandpa Abu had not yet finished his words, his cough began to recur.
Nia immediately got up, fetching some drinking water for the grandfather.
"Thank you, my granddaughter" Grandpa Abu said after drinking.
"Nia, if only grandpa wasn't around. Grandfather asks you, smile always even though the world is very heavy, think of your heart before you think of others, live as you wish, grandfather wishes you were always happy, My granddaughter. Grandpa no longer exists. But, grandfather will continue to pray for your happiness," said Grandpa Abu, interspersed with his cough.
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"What is Grandpa talking about?" tanya Nia, clasping Grandpa Abu tightly.
Grandpa Abu covered his mouth with his right hand, his cough came back, after his hand was opened there were blood spots on Grandpa Abu's palm.
"Grandfather." Nia rounded her eyes seeing that there was blood on her grandfather's hand.
"Grandfather wait here, Nia will seek help first," said Nia worried. Nia was already standing up, intending to seek help. However, Grandpa Abu held onto Nia's wrist, and Nia stopped.
Grandpa Abu shook his head slowly.
"No need Nia, stay here, next to grandfather," said Grandpa Abu with his hoarse voice, trying to smile.
"But, Cake, Grandpa's disease is getting worse," said Nia worried.
"It's okay, grandpa's fine, Nia. Remember the message, Grandpa." Grandpa Abu tried to smile, even though his body felt a very painful pain.
Nia's tears fell down her cheeks. Nia's mind drifted everywhere. He thought that his grandfather would leave him soon.
"Nia, sorry that grandpa can't give you the happiness you deserve, sorry that grandpa never once prevented you from making money, sorry that grandpa can't send you to school like the other kids. Sorry, Nia, forgive grandfather, my beautiful granddaughter," said the grandfather with his voice increasingly hoarse and disjointed.
Grandpa Abu wiped the tears of Nia who fell down his granddaughter's cheeks.
"Grandfather don't have to apologize." Nia is crying.
Grandfather's hand that wiped Nia's tears fell, his face was so pale.
"Grandfather? Grandpa?" Nia shook her grandfather's body, hoping that his estimation would be wrong.
"Grandfather? Grandpa, GRANDPA," shouted Nia loudly, Nia knew that her grandfather was no longer there.
Nia was crying hysterically beside the grandfather, hugging his grandfather tightly.
"Grandfather."