The Healer of the Sinner

Foundation

Nina who saw the curious look on his face immediately told him everything

But he did not tell about him who met Nizam, and accidentally also found Nizam's SIM which requires him to meet many times with the rich who is arrogant in his eyes.

" Oo so the story," said Mr. Anwar while patting both hands to clean it from the remnants of the chicken food that he had given.

" Yes Dad, Nina is sorry for her condition.

At his advanced age but there is no family beside him to care for and take care of him, even Grandpa Mukti must live in a nursing home." said Nina was concerned and wanted to consider the new Grandpa she knew as like her own grandfather.

" Good son, keep your caring nature until you close your eyes, because what you're doing right now, that's what you'll receive tomorrow." mr. Anwar's remarks towards his son sounded very simple, but not everyone could do it.

" May I see Grandpa Mukti as Grandpa Nina, and visit her every day?" nina asked for her father's approval.

" Why not, I'm just happy that now you can have a Grandpa figure that you never get. Even though he's not your real grandfather."

Anwar replied, I feel sorry for his Son, who was in the womb for seven months, Grandpa and Grandma Nina have left this world because of the victims of the hit-and-run accident.

" Thank you Dad" Nina said as she put her cleaning equipment to her usual place.

Then Nina invited Mr. Anwar inside to enjoy his morning breakfast.

previously they both washed their hands and feet because of the new activities in the work out there.

The two headed for a simple dining table next to their room, which consisted of an old wooden table and several plastic chairs that had faded in color.

" What are you cooking today?" nina asked as she sat on the chair in front of her that her father followed.

" Mom cooked chicken opor Nin, it just so happens that the money you gave me was enough to buy this kid!" mama Aminah replied while taking rice for her husband.

The three began to enjoy their breakfast with a taste of gratitude for what they got today.

After finishing with everything, Nina then helped clean the dining table and wash the dishes, while Mr. Anwar went back out and sat down to relax as before.

" Mommy, Nina will bring food for Grandpa Mukti, will you?" ask Nina.

" Take my son, after all, I cook a lot of chicken coke!" mama Aminah replied casually, because her mother already knew everything about Grandpa Mukti from Nina.

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Nizam who had been sitting for several hours concentrating on his great chair, looked very focused staring at the white paper he was reading. Some scribbles he put on some of the paper, which he had meticulously examined before, and stuck the paper wrapped in the map at the end of the table.

Until unknowingly there are already several maps piled up there sign he worked so hard today.

Nizam moved his head to the right and left to reduce the aches that began to be felt on his shoulders and neck. He saw a watch curled around his wrist. The clock had already indicated the lunch hour and it was time for him to fill his stomach which was just beginning to get hungry.

" Randy please bring my lunch to this room yes, I don't have time to go out to eat" Nizam ordered his Assistant a few feet away from his desk.

" Good Boss." replied Randy who had memorized the menu to the Boss's tribe.

Randy who was also busy with his laptonya immediately stopped his activities and took the phone to contact the resto waiter.

After a few minutes of waiting, the door of the room was knocked. " In."

Saut Randy from inside whose sitting position is indeed adjacent to the door of the room.

The door opened and there were two servants carrying trays in their hands, the two servants then put the trays on the table of his big Boss and his Assistant.

After the departure of the two maids the two men thoroughly enjoyed lunch, Nizam and Randy continued their work after they finished eating and put dirty dinnerware on the table in the corner of the room.

" Our boss what time are you home?" ask Randy who is still focused on the smart thing in front of him.

" An hour is likely to be Ran, and you will take care of my unfinished work." said Nizam with the order he gave.

" Okay, Boss!"

After realizing his forgetfulness he immediately quickly cleaned up his work desk and then moved from his seat, then he took the suit that he put on the back of his work chair.

Nizam stepped out of the room, but his legs paused in front of his Assistant's desk.

" Ran, today's file I've finished. Keep setting up another meeting this afternoon, maybe you can reschedule ya." Nizam.

" Open Boss let me take care of everything." continued Randy while standing.

" Yes I have stayed first yes, I leave the office to you." said Nizam then went out of his room.

Nizam stepped his feet wide, he headed for the car park that previously had to pass through the crowded Resto that he had managed it.

Arriving in the car Nizam stepped on the accelerator towards the direction he wanted to go now.

After a long time he drove his car, he arrived at a large and beautiful place, then Nizam parked his car in the corner of the yard.

With a gontai step Nizam headed to a room above the door that read, OFFICE. Nizam started knocking on the white door and said hello.

There was a greeting from inside that was accompanied by the opening of the door, The middle-aged woman who was still standing while holding the doorknob smiled kindly towards Nizam.

" How can I help young people?" ask the woman, who is about 55 years old.

" I'm sorry Mom I came here to meet with Grandpa Mukti." explained Nizam who is still standing.

" Let's go in first, son, let's just talk inside." invite the woman named Bu Dahlia, because she uses Nametag on her left chest.

Nizam followed in Bu dahlia's footsteps and sat down on the sofa in the room.

Then Nizam told me everything was related to Grandpa Mukti. Bu Dahlia listened to Nizam's explanation carefully and nodded her head to understand what the purpose of the Young Man in front of her was.

" Can I see her every time I have time, Mom?" Repeat Nizam with the question.

" Can, no problem. I am glad that there are still people who care about our patients who do not have relatives." said Ms. Dahlia with a happy smile.

" Let me take her to her room Young man" Bu Dahlia took her while standing with Nizam from behind.

The two of them walked down the hall without saying anything, until Bu Dahlia's voice broke the silence.

" Today there was also a girl who met Grandpa Mukti, and her goal was the same as yours." said Bu Dahlia as she continued walking.

Nizam thought for a moment but with footsteps that still follow the woman in front of him.

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