Nadira The Child Teacher Honoree

Grandfather Chips Seller

Buk Rita POV's

On Sunday morning, I went to the market with Naufal in the hope of getting vegetables that could be cooked without having to buy.

Alhamdulillah after arriving at Mbah Wati place, he was still alone and just wanted to prepare his trade as usual.

"Assalamualaikum Mbah!" I say hello to him who is busy.

"Greetings, Eh Rita, how was her husband yesterday?" Mbah Wati immediately asked the news of his father's children, because yes last Sunday, I could not finish my work to help Mbah Wati because of the pain Mas Heru.

"Alhamdulillah Mbah, after the surgery is no longer sick, now only recovery" Buk Rita replied.

"Let's son!, so your husband's on surgery anyway?" Tanya Mbah Wati still with melanu.tkan his work.

"Yes Mbah, yesterday had time to shaman massage, actually has improved, but because the road is running, knock his car, again make the husband sick, because the husband can not stand it anymore, because the husband is no longer, we just operated!" Rita's Buk story is short.

"But that's so, son, in this market there were also those who got down bero, the work of porters as well, every time they relapse even until the stings are so sick". Mbah Wati tells of people who are also sick like Mr. Heru.

"continued in the operation also Mbah?" Ask Buk Rita.

"No son, just in the sequence well but so, if the load carried is too heavy, or too tired, he will relapse, so now the person is no longer a porters' job, he said, don't know where the job is?" Mbah Wati.

"Pity also Mbah, yesterday when he saw his Father children in pain like that it feels like he wants to do anything, so that the pain will soon disappear!". Buk Rita responds to Mbah Wati's story.

Buk Rita thought, he was grateful because finally Mr. Heru operated on, at least will not relapse again, according to the explanation of the doctor yesterday, Mr. Heru's disease, the disease, because there is a ring-like hole entered by the intestine is depressed because it carries a heavy load, so after the operation yesterday, the hole like the ring was closed so that it is not entered by the intestine again, so that the operation is closed, so it will not recur the pain.

"I'm sorry Mbah last week so I didn't help Mbah until it was done" Buk Rita said.

"It's okay, kid, it wasn't on purpose, but there's business, I understand!" Answer Mbah Wati.

"Thank you Mbah". Answer Buk Rita.

There is relief in the heart of Buk Rita because Mbah Wati todak angry and still want to be helped by him.

He is thankful that God still meets good people in his life.

And that day as usual Buk Rita helped Mbah Wati sell until it was finished.

While Naufal, after parting ways with Buk Rita, he went to the park as usual to exercise lightly and after sweating he would sit while reading the comics.

"It turns out that being alone is so unpleasant, there is usually Kak Dira same Reihan, so there are friends chatting, alone gini bored as well" Naufal murmured in his heart.

He decided to take a walk in the market, maybe there was something he could work on in the market.

After walking around he still did not find anything to do, he then decided to approach Buk Rita.

He approached Buk Rita who was wrapping vegetables.

"Mom Naufal is sitting here and helping me?" Ask Naufal.

"Don't kid, it's not good to bother the buyer, if you're bored you go home first, let me go home alone later!" answer Buk Rita.

Naufal walks again, he looks at the state of the market, his eyes are fixed on a grandfather-kake who walks slowly, his sweat is pouring out of his face, he peddles banana chips, he sells, he walked while continuing to offer the banana chips he was carrying.

"Pik... chips... buk banana chips buk..." His words were stinged because of fatigue.

Long Naufal noticed, and he subconsciously followed the grandfather's steps, until someone walked over and hit him.

"Astaghfirullah" The grandfather fell and all the chips he was carrying were scattered.

The one who crashed, did not stop even faster walking.

Naufal reflex immediately helped the grandfather.

"Grandpa's okay, Cake?" Naufal asked while helping Grandpa stand up.

"Alhamdulillah son, grandfather is okay, but grandfather's merchandise?" The old man replied while looking at his wares strewn down below.

Hearing Grandpa's words, Naufal spontaneously picked up the chips that had fallen and put them in a large plastic bag.

After all his chips were gathered Naufal invited Grandpa over.

"Come on, we go under that tree first, we take shelter!" Take Naufal.

The grandfather simply nodded and followed Naufal's footsteps.

After sitting under a tree, Naufal saw the thirsty grandfather, if he had money he wanted it to feel like he bought the grandfather a drink, only he had absolutely no money even if only 500 rupiah.

The grandfather took off the hat he was wearing and fanned into his face, his sweat was still pouring, his shirt was already soaked in his own sweat.

"Thank you son, in an age like today there are still young people who want to help others, you must get a good education from your parents!" The old man was amazed by Naufal.

"Alhamdulillah Kek, actually there are still many people who have attention but, just so happens to be my grandfather met me!" Naufal answered with courtesy.

"Sorry son, can grandfather ask for grandfather's merchandise!" the grandfather intended to see if his merchandise could still be sold or not.

Naufal handed the plastic containing banana chips to the grandfather, the grandfather took it out and examined it.

"alhamdulillah is not chapped, insyaallah can still be sold" muttered the Grandfather in a soft voice, but it can still be heard by Naufal.

Naufal felt sad, seeing that old grandfather still had to work, should be his age just sit back at home holding a prayer beads and fill the rest of his day to worship and do miser.

But well not everyone has a lucky life that can enjoy old age casually, like the grandfather who had to look for rezki to continue his life.

"So let me sell?" Ask the unbearable Naufal.

"Don't kid, you'll be waiting for your parents!" Reject that Grandpa who feels bad.

"It's okay, Grandma, I'm also waiting for my mother to come home, my mother is helping a merchant sell, and also my grandfather is calm, I help grandfather sincerely so I don't ask for anything!" Naufal answered convincingly.

"Oh son, later you meet with your friend and become a joke because selling chips in the market" replied the Grandfather who remembered his grandson, who was, who refused to sell because he was embarrassed by his friend if he was caught selling in the market.