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On the way to his house, Nakula asked Alif to pull over the car in front of the gudeg shop Yu Djum.
Nakula wanted to buy gudeg rice for his mother and sister, because the two people he loved so much that he did not fill their stomachs with rice.
But when he wanted to pay for two servings of gudeg rice, Alif first handed a red sheet of money to the seller.
"Mas Alif, let Nakula pay him -" Nakula tries to prevent. But Alif ignored it by commenting on a smile.
"Mas Alif, Kula. Save your money and use it for other needs!" alif.
"But Mas - -"
"This time, Mas Alif is treating you. Later if you have grown up and become a successful person, replace you who treat mas Alif," he said while joking.
A smile rose on Nakula's face when he heard the words that were written from Alif's lips. He also said a word of thanks.
And inwardly, the ten-year-old boy ceaselessly gave thanks to his Lord. God he believed in with all his heart.
Alif guided Nakula to get in the car. Then he began to drive his vehicle.
"Mas Alif - -"
"Yes, what's up Kula?"
"Mas Alif is a Muslim or -"
"Mas Alif is a Muslim." Alif answered steadily accompanied by the arch of the lips while staying focused on playing the steering wheel of the car.
"Why, Mas Alif really good with Nakula? We have different beliefs, Mom."
"Some, as long as you know. If we want to do good .. never look at the difference. I don't know any of those differences, including differences in beliefs. Our religion teaches that all Muslims always pay attention to the hablum minallah, the hablum minannas, and the hablum minal 'nature."
"What is that, Mom?" Nakula asked in surprise while frowning.
Alif smiled and answered the question posed by Nakula.
"Hablum minallah is how man relates to the Creator by following His commandments and staying away from His prohibition. Hablum minannas is a concept in which humans maintain good relations with other humans. And .. hablum minal 'nature is man's relationship with nature. One example of maintaining good relations with fellow humans is to do good to others regardless of differences in belief" he replied, explaining.
Nakula mangosteen sign understand. "But, why do you, a Muslim classmate of Kula, love bullying Kula?" ask again. But this time with a sad face.
"So, maybe your friends have not been taught the true science of religion. So, they do not understand and understand .. how to maintain good relations with fellow friends. Insha Allah, next time .. mas Alif will invite you to visit Al Hidayah boarding school. There are a lot of kids your age. They never say rude let alone bullying, and always get along well and respect each other."
"So, don't all Muslim kids like bullying, huh?"
"Obviously not, Kula." Alif smiled again and gently rubbed Nakula's hair.
"Stop here, Mom!" pinta Nakula's.
Alif complied with Nakula's request. He pulled the car over and turned off the engine.
After getting out of the car, the two then swung their legs through a narrow alley towards Nakula's rented house.
A tightly shut door followed by a soft voice called out to her mother and sister.
"Lia - -"
"Mas, Lia is very hungry. From earlier, Lia just snacking on salt to eliminate hunger. But still can not," said Lia while rubbing her stomach that screamed loudly.
Nakula published a smile and stroked her sister's slightly wavy hair. "Sorry, Lia. Yesterday, the trading of Kula mas did not sell. Thankfully, there was Mas Alif. Mas Alif bought all of Kula's merchandise. In fact, give us more money and buy us gudeg rice."
"Gudeg rice, Mas?"
"Yes Lia. Rice gudeg," he replied.
"Horeeeee, today we can eat good. Lia's favorite rice gudeg." Lia cheered with excitement to make Alif's lips curl-resembling a sickle shape.
"Go in, Mas!" Nakula invites Alif to enter the house and then guides him to sit on a mat made of woven pandan leaves.
With reverence, Nakula kisses the back of her mother's hand and introduces Alif.
"Mas Alif is very good, ma'am. Mas Alif has bought all Nakula's merchandise and gave more money. It's not just that, Mom. Mas Alif also bought us gudeg rice. So tonight, we're not starving anymore --" Nakula's vocal cords are choked, so her speech is immediately trimmed. The ten-year-old boy tried to hold the water points that were almost spilled because of the sharp taste.
"Thanks, Mom. Thanks. May the Lord repay Mas Alif's kindness" said Mary with a voice that sounded trembling. Just like Nakula. Maria also tried to hold the points of water that almost spilled.
"Thank God, Mom. For it is the Lord who sends the fortune through the mediation of my hand. If it wasn't for God's will, then I wouldn't have met Mother-Nakula's son." Alif again low. Every time he reached out his hand, Alif never puffed out his chest.
He realized that all the possessions he had were taken from God. It is worth spending in the way of Allah. One of them by way of giving.
For a moment they talked. Apparently, Maria has cancer. Having no amount of money for treatment, Mary could only surrender and surrender.
All the money given by Nakula, was used up to pay off debts and eat daily.
Alif's heart ached when he heard the word for word that came from Mary's lips. He feels empathy and intends to help the poor woman to be cured of cancer suffered.
"Mom, because Mas Alif has helped us, now we replace the one that helped Mas Alif make onde-onde and geduk lindri for his wife," said Nakula interrupts.
Maria nodded along with a smile. He then asked his son .. buy all the materials needed to make onde-onde and getuk lindri.
While at home ... Chayra looks restless waiting for Alif's arrival. For almost two hours, her husband had not returned home.
Chayra was self-deprecating, asking for something too difficult and perhaps could not be fulfilled by Alif, an onde-onde 3 cm in diameter, with a sesame sprinkling of 99 seeds. Plus a lindri getuk that is obar-abir in color (like a rainbow color) and sprinkled with grated cheese ....
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