Rainbow Hanani
Part 53 William's Anger (Father of Grace )
" Be assured that all has been outlined in a destiny that will never be changed.
And what needs to be remembered is also that the problem has been neatly rooted. Do not be cut off from the mercy of Allah."
...... " Hanani Rainbow 🌹"......
Ten hours of travel have passed, remaining half an hour Anugrah will arrive in his homeland.
The vast Sibolga Sea connects the city of Sibolga with the city of Nias.
Fresh air full of coolness this morning, be a good start for Anugrah.
The narrow-eyed young man was looking at the sea, from the corner of the ship's window that was left open, so that the morning air could warmly welcome the passengers.
Anugrah smiled knotingly glancing at the watch, which was coiled around her wrist.
In about five minutes the ship he was riding will land at the Port of Mount Sitoli.
Grace folded her hands together, laying on her chest. Let the wind envelop his body.
The roar of sea water, as well as the chirping of birds flying along add to the nuances of natural beauty of Mount Sitoli.
At exactly 07.30 Wib, the ship has docked at the Port of Mount Sitoli, Nias.
" End up at last." Saying a relieved gift.
He could not wait to lay his tired body on his soft bed.
Yes, of course, Anugrah is not the type of person who is comfortable falling asleep while on a trip.
He would rather open his eyes, look at every trip he took.
Because according to him the slightest trip, must be stored neatly in his memory.
You are my baby... Ringing mobile phone Anugrah.
" Bechel." The grace breathed." It must be Dad who called." He knew exactly who was contacting him.
Anugrah reached into her pocket, grabbing her Handphone.
" Lad William." Surely it's on the phone screen.
" Hello Dad." Sapa Anugrah raised his father's call.
" Have arrived ? Ask Dad.
" Yes, it's only just up to Yah." Anugrah answered, continuing to turn to the freight ship, to pick up the motor.
" Good, Jeef and John are waiting for you at the harbor to come home with them." He said to the Anugrah.
Anugrah rolled her eyes lazily." Oh my goodness, dad !! I'm not your little son anymore, Anugrah is a grown-up father. Anugrah can go home alone without their help." Protesting against William.
" Don't say much, just do what you say." Press William.
Anugrah was upset by all the pressure her father was giving her." Hm, whatever Yah, Anugrah is tired."
Anugrah decided on her father's call.
" I don't know God, I don't know when I'm out of this restraint." Anugrah sighed in anger.
Sure enough, William always forced his will on his children.
Starting from education issues, to socializing problems.
That is what makes Anugrah sometimes lazy to be at home.
He prefers to be outside, for he is a little free to breathe relief without compulsion.
" Sir, my motor." Saying a blessing to security.
" Oh a minute, son." His words took the Anugrah motor.
A few seconds later." It's son." Give it to the Anugrah.
" Thank you, sir." Said Anugrah politely.
Anugrah grabbed her bike, then pushed it out of the harbor.
Yes, of course in front of his father's men, ready to pick him up.
" Please come in, son." Jeef opened the car door.
Anugrah shook her head while riding her motorbike." No, sir, I brought a bike, so I'm riding this." Reject Anugrah.
" But son, nan...
" Already sir, I'm going first." Cut Anugrah put forward his motor.
If it was like that, they could not say and do anything more.
" This child of grace, will make Mr. William angry." Jeef.
" Have Jeef just been, pity also nak Anugrah is constantly on the bridle." John knew very well that Anugrah was actually sick of being kept on a bridle like this.
They also entered the car, and drove it following the Anugrah motorcycle.
After a few minutes, Anugrah finally landed in his House.
Yes, the Aesthetic house is modern, two-story, with Jepara carvings on each pole relief.
Geometric or more precisely cube. And the roof is flat in shape accompanied by a square-shaped window with a simple frame. Which is quite comfortable protecting the window glass.
With a minimalist terrace and equipped with a mini jepara bench neatly arranged. The garage and the car on the right.
Not only that, Rumah Anugrah is also equipped with a minimalist garden, with a section of soil covered with grass and a little small rocks neatly arranged.
There are several trees and hydroponic vegetables that are also neatly arranged in the garden. And also complete a variety of flower plants, neatly arranged. Adding to the beauty of her home.
The architectural design of Anugrah's house, is an architectural design and Interior design of his own father who is an Architect.
Yeah, of course you are.
His father applied his knowledge to create beauty in his home life.
Anugrah put his bike in the garage.
Stepping touching the doorknob.
" I'm there." He opened the door without greeting.
Yes, to be honest, Anugrah is very lazy to say hello.
Inside the house there was William sitting on the Sofa, staring intently at Anugrah with some Islamic books in his hands.
Bukh.. William threw the book at the Anugrah.
Anugrah was surprised to see his father, instead of welcoming him well, and instead was rude to him.
Anugrah quotes books scattered on the floor.
He bought his eyes, no less surprised when he saw the books his father threw, were his Islamic books.
" God how did you get these books. Die me !!
Is this why I'm being told to go home." Inner Grace.
After Anugrah quoted the books, he stood up to grab his father's hand to crucify him.
Plakkc..
Anugrah had not yet touched his father's hand, a slap landed on his face.
"Brazed kid!" upat William's.
"Dad" said Anugrah, touching her hot cheek.
With heightened emotions, William clasped tightly onto Anugrah's hand.
"What rank do you dare to sit these Islamic books in the house ha? Who taught you to dare to sassy this?"
Anugrah tried to explain to her father." Dad, just listen to me for a second!"
William still clutched Anugrah's hand.
" Do you know ?
My father died because I did the same thing you do now.
And I'm so sorry that it's grace.
Do you want me to die for the same thing?"
William remembers very well what happened to his father as he began to get close to things mingling with Islam.
"Don't be an ungodly child Anugrah !!
Protestantism is our family identity. This religion is always hereditary in our family. Enough Protestant Anugrah!" william said with an intonation of emphasis.
"Religion is not father's legacy !! Religion is an inner belief in the existence of God. And the mind can never be manipulated. Every human being has the right to determine the beliefs of each father." Anugrah does not want to lose.
"If religion is an inheritance then what about Abraham who believes in tawhid while his father worships idols?"
William was silent at the words of the Anugrah.
"Let me seek peace through Islam, father! Just for a second please!" pinta Anugrah with light.
A moment of William's heart melted, but his regret for his father dominated his heart.
"Well, with your answer, it has been decided. That I will send you to Canada !! There you will receive spiritual guidance. To have the Protestants back attached to your heart. And Islam will never again brainwash you.
Anugrah.
William's getting hot." Because you're not a kid anymore shouldn't be playing with religion."
" I'm not playing with him Dad !! Islam does not brainwash me.
I just want to find the truth that haqiqi. My heart also wants to trace the peace of my father, and that I get in the father's Islam." Anugrah began to break his father's grip.
" Shut up !! In five days I will send you to Canada !! You'll have real peace there." William did not play around with his decision.
" Peace said father ?
Ha-ha-ha...Anugrah laughed loudly.
" There is no peace in father's compulsion ! Resolutely the Grace released William's grip, then passed leaving William.
" Dolent child !! Where you going.
Tomorrow you'll be back, remember that." Shouts William.
Anugrah does not speak of William anymore.
He grabbed his bike, drove it at high speed, leaving the house he had just approached.
" How did Nak Anugrah go again ? Jeef was astonished to see the departure of Anugrah.
" Yes Jeef just arrived." Said John.
Out of curiosity they entered his master's house.
To find out the real events.
Anugrah full his motor.
" Arggghhhh." Frustrating Shouting.
" God why is my destiny this complicated ?
Why was I not born a Muslim God ? His father did not accept his fate.
" Are you angry with God ? Because I fell in love with Islam ? Anugrah's voice unites with the sound of his motor.
It was even heard clearly by the other riders who were next to it.
" Deck don't fuss why ? Sick tau ear hear it." Protest the fathers next to him.
Anugrah did not rub it, he increasingly stick the gas.
There's only one place he wants seven.
Yes, the Mosque near the Toli Sea.
Once Anugrah was at her destination, she positioned herself sitting on the terrace of the mosque, looking at the sea that was struggling with her waves.
Anugrah ruffled her hair.
" Aghh." His shouting.
" How could you get that book, when I put it in my closet drawer." Anugrah is still confused as to how her father found the book.
" Lord, why did you leave a universe like this to me ?
" Why have you narrowed my way to God's direction." Shouted the Ancestor loudly.
Anugrah stared incensed towards the sea,
ah rather staring at the smell of life
which he lived.
Anugrah drowned her face on both sides of her knees.
For a moment to let himself with such a position, hoping to get a little calm.
" Daughter, want to pray ? Nazir asked the mosque patting Anugrah on the shoulder.
Anugrah raised her head.
" No sir, I'm just taking a break here." Answer Anugrah.
Nazir mosque was smiling, he stared fixedly at the face of Anugrah who seemed to be in trouble.
" Kid if we have a problem, then come to God. Put it all in your bow, God willing, by performing your heart's prayer will be a little quiet." The Nazir mosque was sitting next to the Anugrah.
Anugrah smiled knot, again he was considered a Muslim by someone.
" If I could've done it sir." Answer Anugrah.
Nazir mosque smiled again." I can do it, son, why can't I ? Hurry up and wudhu." His word.
The grace shakes." I'm Protestant Sir." He said with his eyes holding a clear liquid.
The Nazir mosque was a little surprised to hear the words of Anugrah. He did not think that the young man next to him was a Protestant.
" I'm sorry son, you didn't know you were Protestant." He said while cupping his hands.
" It's okay, sir, it's something I'm used to." Yes, it is true.
Many who met Anugrah at the first meeting thought that he was a Muslim.
Including one of them Hana.
Yes, judging from the physical Anugrah that mimicked the face of the Chinese-Nias crossbreed.
As well as a neat and clean way of dressing, he is more inclined to look like a young Muslim.
" Hm, if you have a problem then surrender to God. Tell him everything."
" He made our lives.
When you feel your destiny is so hard to live. Then rest assured that God believes you are good enough to get through it." He said well to Anugrah.
Anugrah was flabbergasted to hear the words of Nazir the mosque. His heart was slightly tapped hearing it.
" Be assured that all has been laid down in a destiny that will never be changed.
And what needs to be remembered is also that the problem is also neatly rooted. Therefore do not be cut off from the grace of God son." Say pat Anugrah on the shoulder and move away, continuing his activity of cleaning the mosque courtyard.
Anugrah's heart was a little calm, and there was peace that he got when he heard the words that so knocked the heart of Nazir the mosque.
" Thank you Sir for his advice, pray for me Sir, at ease God steps toward His direction." Shouting Anugrah.
The nazir of the mosque smiled when he heard the words of Anugrah." Allahumma aamiin, always Allah Plague son."
After Anugrah heard the words of the Nazir mosque, he went to return his motorbike to a place.
Yes, the place he's seven is his mother's house. His father and mother were not officially divorced, but they decided to split up.
The bike stopped at a green toska house.
It is surrounded with a flower garden.
Anugrah grabbed the doorknob and opened it." Mama, the grace is coming." Her speech.
The woman with the hijab motif of the flowers also approached the son who he missed.
" My son." He hugged his son tightly through all the chest-stifling longings.
Anugrah returned her Mama's embrace.
" Angrah kangen mama." Say it with a soft.
" Mama misses you too."Her mother cupped her son's face.
" Ma, Anugrah tired ma." He said weakly.
Her mother thought that her son must be tired due to a long journey.
" Athaghfirullah, mama forgot your trip must be quite tiring for this one mama's son." His words led Anugrah to sit on the sofa.
Anugrah shook her head not to allow her mother's words." The tiredness that Anugrah means is not that mah." Sluggishly.
Anugrah's soft-sounding voice made his beloved mother Kanaya worried." What happened to you, son ? Are you having problems at school ?
The grace shakes." No mah, your son is a good-natured high school student, so it's impossible to make a troublemaker at school." He said with his teeth.
Kanaya laughs at her son's bad behavior." Mamah's son is indeed the pedunya amazing." Pinching the cheeks of Anugrah.
" Tell me everything to mama, you have a backrest to lean on son.
Mama's shoulders are always there for you, mama's ears are always ready to hear your complaints, mama's hands are always ready to give warmth for you, son." Kanaya said with a genuine smile.
Anugrah was struck by Kanaya's words, and she turned her body back into Kanaya's arms.
She hugged her beloved mother.
Feel the warmth and peace her mother gave her.
Kanaya let her son with this position, she knew very well that her Son was in the game by the universe.
Seriate....
Sevimli 8 December 2020
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