The Father's Choice
The Right Person
I also walked up to a woman my age who was watering plants in front of the house.
"Excuse me sister may I ask you something?" my spoken.
The woman stopped her activity of watering the flowers and looked at me with a smile.
"Please Brother...What would you ask?" the woman replied friendly.
"Sorry before, who owns the house?" ask the woman while pointing towards the house that looks the simplest in the neighborhood.
"Oh that's Ms. Ifa's house she's a widow with two children aged 8th and 10 years, her husband died a year ago because of illness" replied the woman.
"Mom Ifa is his job, what is it? I'm sorry if I'm sorry because I heard he was sad" I said.
"He sells vegetables Kak but he sells it on foot around the complex here sometimes also the vegetables are not exhausted in a day consequently rotten and wasted, he didn't have a refrigerator to store the vegetables and again he didn't have a vehicle to sell, it was a pity to see it but we couldn't do anything to help him, we neighbors can only sometimes give side dishes or rice to eat only," said the woman.
"Oh so, brother, thanks for the info, sister! excuse me first" I said with a smile.
"Yes, please" said the woman.
I walked to the market to buy the necessities to cook today, my heart felt a little relieved I finally found the right person to receive our zakat money, he said, this person really really needs a motorbike to sell, at least the money we give can to buy a motorcycle even if used.
I also speeded up my steps towards home after finishing my shopping event, I wanted to immediately tell Bang Parlin that I had found a very suitable candidate.
"Bao...Bang Parlin where are you" I shouted as I reached the doorstep.
"What the hell are you screaming! just make people surprised," said bang Parlin who appeared from inside the house with half a run.
"I've found the right person to receive the zakat Bang," I said while carrying a bang Parlin sitting on the carpet in front of the television in the living room because we did not have a chair yet to buy it.
"Who is the right person to receive the money?" bang Parlin was curious.
"There Bang, a widow with two children whose husband died a year ago from illness, she worked as a vegetable seller but she did not have a refrigerator and a vehicle to sell, he sells by walking until sometimes the vegetables that are not sold out are wasted because it is rotten not worth selling" I told him in the spirit of four five.
"Let's go there, brother! bring all the money so later we hand over the money," said Bang Parlin.
"Bao...Brother intends to add the money two million with his own money so that it can be bought a refrigerator if there is residual money we give so that it can be made additional sales capital, he said, can you add more zakat money?" I doubt it.
"Abang even happy if Adik has such intentions, yes Dik Abang allow," said Bang Parlin with a sweet smile.
"OK Bang, I take the money first and we go straight to the man's house" I said.
Bang Parlin nodded, too, I immediately rushed into the room and took the money that we had prepared for zakat yesterday not to forget I added it with my own money that I collected from the rest of the shopping given by Parlin.
"Let's go Bang!" take me.
I nodded and rushed to lock the door, we decided to go on foot, count sports and also the house of the person we were going to not too far away too.
After walking for about half an hour we finally arrived at the widow's two-child's house, I immediately knocked on the door and not long after someone opened the door for us.
"Yes ...Who's sister looking for?" ask a woman who may be a few years older than me.
"We're visiting Brother's house, can we come in?" my many.
"Oh yes, come on in! but sorry there is only this amben to sit," said the woman as she invited us to sit on a bed made of bamboo with only a very thin mat.
"It's okay this brother is more than enough" I said with a smile.
I saw the two boys enjoying a meal that I saw only rice mixed with salt but they enjoyed it as if they were eating a very delicious meal.
My heart cries at the sight that is in front of my eyes at this time, I really feel very guilty because all this time I am not grateful, sometimes I can eat properly just feel still lacking, I feel less, but look at these two children who only eat with rice sprinkled with salt already look very grateful and enjoy it.
"Oh yeah sorry is there any need for this little sister to come here?" ask the woman.
"Formerly introduce my sister Sinta and this is my husband Parlin" I said introducing myself.
"Oh yes Dik Sinta...Dik Parlin I Ifa," said the woman.
"Look, sorry Kak before not we are rich pretentious, but this has become a habit of my husband after getting the harvest he often left money for zakat and this time we want to give it to Kak iga, is Brother Ifa willing to accept it?" I asked fearfully to offend this woman.
"Thank you, I will accept it with pleasure, because at this time I really need it" said the woman with teary eyes.
"Thank God if you are willing to accept it, let's give it!" bang Parlin told me.
I nodded and immediately took out the money that I had been carrying in the black crackle.
"This is our brother there is twenty-five million money for Brother, I had accidentally heard that Brother needs a motor to sell, but I did not know, so you can use this money to buy a motorcycle to sell to a place a bit far away," I told Kak ifa.
The woman was shocked when she heard the amount of money I mentioned, she cried so much at him and it made her two children run towards us and immediately hugged her mother.
"Why are you crying? did they hurt Mom?" ask the ten-year-old.
"Ti.dak Son! they even provide a lot of sustenance for us" said the woman in between tears.
The two children looked at us with teary eyes and it was heartwarming to see these two children who loved their mother so much.
"Thank you Auntie.thank you for being kind to us" said the boy, kissing my hand, then my husband's hand, and then followed by his sister, who did the same to us, I was so moved that I didn't feel my tears coming.
