Rainbow Hanani

Part 107 Meet wise grandfather

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" When other people are busy rowing their bikes racing for styles. Precisely at the same time, there are many men in their twilight years to bother rowing their bicycles to find food."

....." Rainbow Hanani 🌹".....

Anugrah ran to her room.

Take the jacket, then go looking for Jeep to ask for the key to his KLX motor.

" Where are you going Anugrah ? william cried who saw Anugrah wearing his jacket.

Anugrah did not answer William's question, he continued to step out of the house.

Not staying silent, William also followed the Anugrah.

Quickly William pulled the rough arm of Anugrah.

" Stop acting like a child, Grace !!

Anugrah stared at the cynical William.

The little boy said ? his mind.

" Take my hand off !

Before I'm gonna get rid of dad's hand ! sergeant Anugrah with eyes peering.

William's surprised.

How could Anugrah be this brave to her ?

" You're fighting me ha ? snapped William.

Anugrah smiled wryly.

And he quickly threw William's hand off his ladder. Then I walked over to the Jeep.

" Dolent child !! shouting William.

Jeep and Roy who heard the commotion straight out of the car garage.

And saw Anugrah approaching him.

" What is this about ? ask him on the Anugrah.

" Sir where is my motor key ? Not answering, just asking.

Jeep also took out the Anugrah motor key from his pocket. The grace immediately seized him quickly.

" Gosh den." Jeep surprised.

Anugrah immediately climbed it and advanced it quickly.

" Where is Den going ? Roy's trying to catch up to Anugrah.

" To a place more peaceful than this penthouse." replied Anugrah.

William who saw Anugrah was far away from home also felt a little pain in his chest.

I don't know, maybe his heart's a little relapsed.

He grasped it tightly even to the point of seizing it.

" Why do you continue to defy Anugrah ?

" Dad why, dad ? yasmine asked who had just arrived next to her father.

He saw his father wringing his chest, starting to panic.

He knew that his father's heartbeat must have weakened in this situation.

" Dad !!

Let's go in first, yeah.

Let Anugrah, Yasmine take care.

Dad, don't worry." Yasmine tries to calm her father.

He did not want the events of last year to happen again.

William nodded following the instructions of his daughter Yasmin.

" Jeep Sir ! call Yasmine.

Both of William's men swiftly ran facing.

" Yes, miss."

" Good God, why miss ? they were shocked when they saw William wriggling tightly against his chest.

William was immediately taken to his room, then laid to his king spring bed.

While Yasmine directly contacted the doctor who used to handle her father.

" Dad calm down.

Yasmine had called Doctor Michale here." she said, trying to calm her father down.

William tried to calm down, but unfortunately the words of Anugrah often floated in his head. The pressure on the heart gets worse.

" Yasmine.

Call your sister Anugrah, I'll get better if she's here." she asked her daughter.

Yasmine shook her head." Not dad.

Father's condition will worsen if again the father thumped with the stubborn child." rejected Yasmine, who did not want to make the father's situation worse if the Anugrah was here.

" Let him calm down first huh, dad.

I also let my father's condition stabilize first.

Yasmine just told him to come home."

William nodded in understanding what his daughter said.

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While on the highway.

The young man propelled his motor at high speed. Breaking through the red light, cutting through the cracks of other vehicles.

In fact, not infrequently he got the meaning of other riders, because of his selfishness in driving.

He doesn't care much about listening.

All he wanted was to run as far away from the city where he lived.

Mmmmm.....

Anugrah continues to shake the full motorbike.

Until finally.

There was an old man who was about to cross with the bicycle he was pushing.

Stttt.

Luckily his hands in time pulled the brakes tightly.

" Ataghfirullah." said the grandfather in surprise.

Anugrah immediately descended from his motorbike, pulled him over to the edge of the road, with a loud thump in his chest even his hands trembled. He approached the old grandfather.

" Cake !

Grandpa is okay ? tanyanya while checking the state of the grandfather.

The old man smiled and shook his head.

" I'm okay son." she replied.

Huhh.. Anugrah breathes relief.

" Let's cake.

I helped spread it." Anugrah offered to help him.

After getting the nod as the answer, Anugrah crossed the old man and pushed the old man's bicycle.

Finished crossing, Anugrah also invited the old grandfather to sit for a moment in front of a grocery store that was not far from them.

" It's cake, take it." Anugrah handed a plastic bag containing some bread to the old man.

" Thank you, son." he said, but did not take the plastic bag given by Anugrah.

The grace is confused.

" Cake !

Take it, I sincerely give it." trying to convince grandfather.

The old man nodded.

" No son.

Just give it to those who are much more in need" said the old man, his eyes fixed on the two little children who were scraping trash in front of them.

Anugrah also glanced at what the grandfather saw.

After looking at it, he understood what the grandfather meant.

Grace smile.

" Get the cake.

This is grandfather's ration, for them there is also ration." said Anugrah.

" Look it.

It's as a gift for our first meeting."

The grandfather also smiled at the words of Anugrah, and was happy to see Anugrah who did good without having to think long.

He also received the gift of grace.

After that, Anugrah went back to the wholesaler to buy the food that would be given to the two young children.

Anugrah walked over, approaching the two.

" Haii !! greet the Grace to them.

Both stopped their activities, and turned to Anugrah.

Staring at each other, confused by the presence of Anugrah among them.

" What's up, bang ? ask one of them.

" It's take." Anugrah handed them two plastic bags containing food.

The two looked back at each other.

But different expressions, the other one is flailing.

The other nodded as if begging to accept the gift of grace.

" Take it !

Don't hesitate." said Anugrah again.

For a moment both were silent.

Then take the gift of the Anugrah.

" Thank you, bang." said the two with a smile.

" All together.

Oh yes, if you want to eat do not forget to wash your hands clean." said Anugrah.

Both of them smiled while nodding.

" What if you sit down with your brother and grandfather, while having a good conversation.

Want ? asked Anugrah, who answered a nod by them.

Anugrah also brought the two to where the grandfather had been.

" Have a seat" said the grandfather.

The two little children sat next to the grandfather, while Anugrah chose to sit with him.

" It's hand washing" said Anugrah, giving them a mini Aqua bottle.

" Thank you brother."

The two washed their hands with the Aqua mini water, alternately.

Then open the food plastic bag, choose the bread first to eat.

Without a cue the two instantly devoured each other's bread quickly. Yeah, without even a second's pause. Like someone who hasn't eaten all day.

" Enjoy the bang." said one of the little boys, who was probably the scribe.

His brother nodded while chewing his bread. I am glad to see both of them.

" Hm, why are you two looking for a used bottle ?

Where are your parents, then ? carefully Anugrah asked them.

The question managed to make the two stop chewing and fell silent, bowing their heads.

" Mommy is dead.

And you left us both." answered the two, then hugged each other.

In that embrace, the two shed tears remembering how painful their lives were.

Deggg.

There was a slight throbbing pain that he felt.

The two children made him realize that his life was much luckier than both even though, he lived in pressure and compulsion. Although both parents have different beliefs, and have divorced. At least, he still has the affection of both his parents and is still in facility by his father.

The two children in front of him.

Childhood should be used to play.

Mala, precisely the circumstances make them have to be forced to work, scavenging sustenance for a moment early.

Anugrah stroked the heads of the two of them.

" Eat a lot, yeah.

Let's hurry up" he said with teary eyes.

The two go back to eating their bread and sit side by side.

A little Anugrah stayed away from them.

His mind now floated on the figure of the man who had just fought with him.

Without a tear Anugrah free-fall fell on her cheek. Grandfather who saw such an Grace smiled, understanding what Anugrah felt through the look of the eyes of Anugrah.

" Daughter, what's your name ? ask the grandfather.

Anugrah immediately cried her tears, then turned to the grandfather." Ah, grace cake."

" Grace, according to your nature."

Anugrah just smiled faintly in response to it.

" Whatever problems we have.

We're the only ones who know how to solve it.

There is no problem that has no solution in the world.

Only, we have a portion of the way and time each between to end it or just avoid it." said the grandfather who seemed to know Anugrah was in trouble.

Anugrah looked closely at the grandfather, trying to find answers, from where the grandfather knew that he was having problems.

" Grandfather saw it from the look in your eyes, son." replied the grandfather as if he knew Anugrah wanted to ask that question.

" Everybody has their own portion, son.

Some are lucky in terms of family, family harmony, but not economically lucky. And there is also the opposite of being lucky economically and destroyed in terms of family, yes broken home. And the best level is lucky in terms of both, harmonious families and also adequate economics.

All have been in accordance with the measure based on the effort and prayer that we do."

" Grandfather one of them is lucky in terms of family, but not economically lucky" said the grandfather.

Now the twilight eyes were fixed on his old ontel bike." While everyone else is busy paddling his new bike racing for styles.

Precisely, at the same time there are also many dusk men who take pains to paddle their bikes to find food." continued the grandfather with a firm smile.

Anugrah was stunned to hear the words of the grandfather.

The old age of the grandfather did not take his wise thinking expert.

Conscious Anugrah, feel in a lucky position in terms of economic but, not lucky in terms of family.

Miris.

Has many possessions, but not with a harmonious family.

The grandfather touched the soft shoulder Anugrah.

And a small pat on his shoulder.

" kids.

Never let yourself run from trouble.

Because it will only complicate you more.

Believe that Allah gives His servant a test based on capacity to the extent of the strength of His servant's shoulder." the grandfather's advice to Anugrah.

Anugrah examined the words of the grandfather.

Trying to make it a whip for him to get through his problems.

Justjust right.

If he is not strong.

God may have given him a hard life.

Anugrah smiled, nodding.

" Thank you, cake.

On the advice that grandfather gave, Anugrah's heart was a little relieved to meet people as wise as grandfather.

I was amazed at the grandfather who had such wise thoughts." said Anugrah.

" I'm also lucky to be met with a young man as good as you are, son." replied the grandfather.

The two stared at each other with a smile.

The smile of the Grace this time was much different than usual.

More extensive and precise.

" What time is it ? ask the grandfather.

Anugrah glanced at her watch.

" Four and a half hours, cake." replied Anugrah.

" Ah, soon the ashar time comes in" said the grandfather then stood up.

" Let's pray to the nearest mosque." take the grandfather to the three and walk guide them to the mosque.

The two children nodded and followed the steps of the grandfather.

So did Anugrah he went with the three.

Arriving at the Mosque.

The grandfather and the two children went straight to the ablution.

While Anugrah chose to sit on the terrace of the Mosque.

It caught my grandfather's attention.

After finishing his wudhunya, the grandfather approached Anugrah.

" Now Grace.

No praying ? tanyanya gently.

Anugrah smiled as she shook her head in response.

Grandpa smiled too.

" Whatever our problem.

Pray not to be negligent, let alone stay son." said the grandfather.

Anugrah smiled slanted, this is not the first time he was suspected of being a Muslim by someone.

Even this is the umpteenth time.

" I'm Protestant, kek." answered Anugrah honestly.

Little surprised to find that Anugrah was a non-Muslim, who he thought was originally a Muslim.

But the grandfather smiled, trying to act ordinary.

" Ah, then.

We pray first, son.

If you want to go first, go first, son." said the grandfather.

Anugrah.

" I wait for my grandfather and my brothers to finish their prayers" replied Anugrah.

The grandfather smiled and entered the mosque. For, one more minute Adhan will reverberate.

Despite being in the spotlight of the mosque worshipers, Anugrah still smiled as they looked at him full of intimidation. Maybe their minds, have reached the mosque. But, why not pray ?

Allah Akbar...

Allahu Akbar.

Anugrah also listened to it with wisdom just like the other worshipers.

After the completion of the adzan.

Now alternate with Iqamah.

After both are over, it is time for the priest to take over his duties.

Anugrah stared with a smile into the mosque.

Seeing the Muslims worship with kyusu' makes his heart a little calm.

" Someday I will feel it too." he murmured.

A few minutes' delay.

Prayer is finished.

The grandfather and the two children approached Anugrah..

" It's done ? ask Anugrah who saw their arrival.

Grandpa and the two little boys nodded.

" Thank God, it's been."

" Yaudah, now we turn back." take Anugrah.

The three nodded as well.

The two kids took their sacks.

Grandpa brought his bicycle.

" What's your name ? ask the two kids.

" My name is Rais bang.

And my brother Fahriwas." replied Rais.

" Ah, Rais and you brother call Riwas huh." both nodded.

Anugrah also gave a piece of paper containing his mobile number to them and also some fifty thousand rupiah bills.

" Eh bang no need, bang." reject Rais, return the money Anugrah.

" The food you gave me was more than enough, bang." he continued.

Anugrah smiled and gave the money back to them." Take it, brother will be much more hurt if you reject it" said Anugrah.

Rais also saw the sister who nodded her head while smiling. Seeing the smile attached to the face of the sister, Raispun received the money given by Anugrah.

" Thank you bang, for the kindness of my brother" he said.

" Yes, the money is kept in the bag yes, let it not be lost." suggested Anugrah.

Rais immediately did what Anugrah said, then he merry the hand of Anugrah to crucify him. " Allah will repay you for all the good that you have done" he said, not realizing that his tears had fallen on the hand of the Blessed One.

Anugrah also felt the touch of warm liquid.

" Aamiin's.

That's your number, call me if you need to."

Rais and Riwas nodded.

After Rais, it is now Riwas' turn to cross Anugrah's hand.

" Riwas Prayer is just one for my brother.

May my brother be a lucky person, given guidance by Allah to embrace Islam" he said as he crucified the hand of Anugrah.

Deggs..

That simple prayer, enough to make the heart of Anugrah beat fast. Even his brown netra glared perfectly. However, this time his mouth was not clenched but instead attracted the corner of his lips to form a smile.

" Aamiin's.

Doain, Rawis, that Allah may allow you to worship quickly." Anugrah replied.

The grandfather smiled faintly, now understanding that Anugrah had the intention to convert.

After finishing the crucifixion.

Rais and Riwas also say goodbye to Anugrah and grandfather to go home to where they usually live.

" Be careful, son" said the grandfather.

" Yes cake.

Assalamu'alaikum." Greet them simultaneously.

" Maikokumussalam."

After their departure.

The grandfather was curious about Anugrah who had the intention to become a Muslim.

" Daughter, do you really want to be a Muslim ? ask the grandfather.

Anugrah nodded without hesitation.

" If Allah wills, kek." he answered.

" What made you want to embrace Islam ? ask the grandfather again.

Anugrah smiled, now looking at the sky that began to darken a little, which seemed to be lowering the rain.

" My mother was a Muslim woman.

My father was a protestant.

Although, I'm coming with my dad.

Every time I meet my mother.

He always taught and introduced me about Islam that was the beginning of my heart fell on Islam." replied Anugrah.

Grandpa smiled as he patted Anugrah on the shoulder. " Study more deeply about Islam, son. It is precisely in the place where Islamic civilization began. That way your heart will be much more open to determine everything." said the grandfather.

Islamic Civilization ? anugrah.

He was silent not flinching at all.

" Yes already.

Grandpa went home first yes, it seems cloudy already dominates the sky." said the grandfather.

" Oh yes, cake.

Be careful, cake." said Anugrah.

The grandfather nodded and climbed his bike and rowed it with all his might.

After seeing the grandfather, leave safely.

Anugrah crossed the street and grabbed her bike. He then drove her to his beloved mother's house.

There are many things he wants to tell me.

Because, only his mother is the best place for him to spill everything.

Seriate.

Sevimli 7 July 2021

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