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The Rejeki For The Sincere

They both went to the restaurant Mbok Ijah. It turned out that the place was quite crowded and could be said to be crowded.  Shamir and Shahira then entered the place with great difficulty. They then look for Mbok Ijah. Mbok Ijah turns out to be a woman in her forties who is currently sitting at the cashier table while recording each order from each buyer. Mbok Ijah then turned his face towards the two of them.

“Ono Opo to?” Mbok Ijah asked them both.

“Anu Mbok, I'm Shamir and this is my wife Syahira. Said we were told to come here.” Answer Shamir.

‘Oh, yes. The mas who caught the thief huh?”

“Enjeh Mbok.”

“Iya, this is to I want to thank Mas for helping me to catch the thief. The thief brought my trading money today, but fortunately I was able to return thanks to the help of Mas.”

“Ndak to Mbok I just helped a little. Thanks to the help of Allah the thief was finally captured.”

“That's the Masnya like to be humble. Uh, this is please accepted ya Mas.” Mbok Ijah handed Syamir an envelope with money.

“Eh, this opo to Mbok?” Shamir looked astonished mixed in surprise.

“That's my gratitude because Masnya has helped me.”

“Ndak Mbok, no need. I sincerely help his brother. After all, I am only an intermediary, God has helped. By his permission I can catch the thief.”

Syahira suddenly pinched Shamir, he then whispered something into the ear of Shamir.

“Syam, are you bego or what? Accept aja. You will also help him, what the mother said, accept the money in return for your services. We also need that money, with that money we can continue our journey to Jakarta easily.”

“Ngak Sya, Syam can not accept the money. Syam sincerely helps Mbok Ijah, Syam wants the good of Sham to be replaced with a reward on the side of Allah. That's more than enough.”

“Still trying to be naive in a kayak gini situation, I explain again. We need that money, and it's not a sin if you take that money. If we do not receive the money then with what will we go to Jakarta Syam?”

“We are in need, but we still have God. Even without the money Syam believes we can get to Jakarta safely. I must be sure of help from Allah.”

“What? Syam!” Syahira really did not think.

“So Masnya want to receive it?” mbok Ijah asked by giving back the envelope of money.

“Ndak Mbok, rausah. Mbok just save the money, I really sincerely help Mbok.”

“Ow, rejected instead. Yes already, then Masnya the same Mbaknya eat here yes, this one should not be rejected ya Mas. Consider this my alms to Mba and Mas.”

“Emmm, how about Mbok...”.

Syahira again pinched Syamir.he again whispered Shamir.

“This time just accept Syam, besides we have not eaten. You have not canceled your satisfaction either. We can starve Sham, our journey is still far away and we have no money. It is also not good to refuse the available sustenance, right Ustadz Syam?”

“Em, yes already. Mature suwun ya Mbok for food, we will accept it.” Shamir was finally persuaded by the promptings of Shahira.

Mbok Ijah then to the back, he seems to be telling the kitchen people to prepare food for Syamir and Shahira. Mbok Ijah then returned to his cashier table to record orders that are now getting longer queues. This restaurant seems to be the best-selling among all food stalls in this area.the proof from Saymir and Syahira comes until now this restaurant has never been empty of buyers. Maybe because of the good taste that makes this restaurant so crowded by buyers. Before long a waiter came to the table Syamir and Syahira while carrying some dishes of food. Syahira was so excited when he saw the food presented in front of him.

“Matur suwun ya Mas.” Shamir said to the waiter.

“Enjeh sami - sami Mas. Please eat Yes Mas.” Said the waiter. The waiter then went back to the back.

Shamir and Shahira then wanted to eat the food, Syahira had even almost bribed the food into his mouth but Shamir stopped it.

“Read the prayer first Sya.” Syamir.

“Arrrggghh, very complicated anyway.”

“Sya memorized her prayer?”

“Astagfirullah, yes already follow Syam yes.”

Shamir then raised his hands and Shahira followed him. With the reading hardened by Shamir, Shahira followed each reading. After praying, they could eat the food. They ate that food with great pleasure. After a few days they felt the lack of food, now paid off with the dishes they enjoyed.

“Sya likes chicken huh? here, chicken has Sham for Sya only.” Syamir then gave the piece of chicken to Syahira.

“Totally? Okay I take it. Thanks a lot.” Syahira then ate the chicken greedily. He was so busy feeding all the food into his mouth that his lips were blown away.

Syamir laughed a little, he felt funny when he saw how to eat Syahira like a child. He pulled out a piece of tissue and rubbed it on the lips of the shahira who was in the middle of the mess.

“Syam permission rubbing stains on his lips Yes.” Shamir rubbed the tissue slowly onto his lips. Shamir gulped while doing so, he was so fascinated when he looked at the face of Syahira up close. The brown eyes, the sharp nose and the chili cheeks and the red lips blushed the sight of Shamir in an instant.

“Your partner is so beautiful Sya, if only your personality is also as beautiful as that. Astagfirullah, again I think a no-no.” The Shamir.

Likewise with Syahira at this time, he was so adrift with the look of the eyes of Shamir and his handsome face. Syahira could not deny the kindness, sincerity and beauty of a man named Shamir who is now in front of him. The man sometimes irritated Syahira but also managed to make Syahira luluh thousands of times by his attitude and speech, he said. Is there another man out there who is exactly the same as the man in front of him right now? ask Syahira in her heart.

Shamir finished wiping the stains that were smeared on the lips of Syahira, immediately he turned his face away from Syahira. Syamir continued to take a stand and calm his feelings. What's happening to him now? What kind of feeling is this? shamir's heart was pounding loudly, and his heart was so agitated. Shamir has never experienced this before.

After eating they both then say goodbye to Mbok Ijah to continue their journey. Mbok Ijah insisted they both want to stay at this place but Syamir refused. Mbok Ijah then gave pocket money for their supplies on the trip.

“Please accept this one Yes Mas, for the allowance of Mas and his Mbak during the trip later.” Mbok Ijah attached an envelope with money to Syamir's arm.

“Ndak not Mbok. It was more than enough, too. Mature suwun for giving us free food. May Mbok's kindness be reciprocated by Allah.”

“Aamiin. But Mbok is worried about Mas and his ma'am. Your journey is still far away, with less supplies can you get there safely? Mbok wants to help you, itung-itung as alms. Let your trip also smooth, so please welcome yo.”

“InsyaAllah we will definitely arrive safely Mbok. With God's help, we can get through it all. Please pray from Mbok so that we can arrive safely and always in the protection of Allah.”

“Yo wes, Mbok can not make. Mbok pray that your journey will be smooth, Mas, Mbak.”

“Enjeh Mbok, mature suwun. We say yes Mbok, Assalamualaikum.”

“Wa’alaikumsalam.”

The two of them left the restaurant. Syahira seems unhappy with the decision of Syamir who refused help from Mbok Ijah. But if Shamir accepts it, they will not have to bother anymore. Shahira then stopped his steps, with a sour face he let Shamir walk alone. Shamir who realized the absence of Syahira beside him immediately turned back. Fortunately Syahira was still behind him, the woman was silent. Shamir then approached him.

“What's up? She tired? Yes already, we rest first yes.”

“No, i’m not tired. I was just the same attitude you had just. You always maintain your pride. Though the intention of the person is good Sham, and there is no harm if we accept the money. If you continue to maintain your prestige then it will be until when we walk without direction like this huh?”

“It's not about self-esteem. It's about glory. Has not God said that the hand above is better than the hand below? And we can still continue our journey even without the money. Yes, listen to Sham, there are still people out there who need it more than us. So let the money fall into the hands of people who need it more.”

“But we also need it Syam. Let’s get back to reality, we have nothing now and our journey is still far away. Think of it Syam.”

“Syam has told Sya many times that we still have a Most Helpful God. We have to be sure it's Sya.”

“Why do you alwyas think like that? Arrrgghh!” Syahira now looked desperate. Then she shed tears. Syamir immediately medekap Syahira, he tried to calm Syahira who was restless.

“Quiet Sya, Syam still have something.” Syam.

Syahira stopped crying, he was then surprised to mix unsure of the words of Shamir just now.

“Hah, something?”

“Iya, this is Shayak.” Sham showed me a watch still coiled in his hand.

“Where did you get that from? You didn't steal it, did you?”

Syahira was suspicious of Shamir because during their journey so far Syahira had never seen the clock. Where did Shamir get that clock? Did Shamir steal it from someone?