The Little Steps of the Dream Warrior

Chapter 1 Family

Families

One day after the rain had subsided on the outskirts of the rice field near the village, there was a figure of a man in plain black clothes, who was seen, shorts and flip-flops stood firm while pointing his face towards the end of the expanse of rice fields while holding a lit cigarette in his left hand. His eyes closed, then he took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

“Huffffffffffffftt” sounds smooth and smooth from the lips that still slightly emit cigarette smoke.

At the end of his breath, he was seen smiling widely with a radiant face, the skin of the outer eye wrinkled and a loose body expression that signified satisfaction, calmness and happiness from his heart.

The figure is Abilash, Abilash is returning to his hometown in between his work is quite dense in the city overseas. Abilash is a businessman in the food industry, his company has expanded to almost all parts of Indonesia. Being a successful entrepreneur, does not make his identity change. He remained a simple and humble figure.

Seen from a distance behind Abilash appears a woman with white and beautiful skin, walking closer to Abilash. Yes, the figure is the wife of Abilash. The woman with the dark red veil followed Abilash to the rice field to join her husband to enjoy the beautiful scenery in the rice field.

Then Abilash invited him to sit on a fairly large dike, which is the embankment is the barrier between the rice fields one and another. Feeling the cool wind blowing, they both looked at the stretch of green rice fields and still dewy because of the rain earlier. Abilash recalled the memories of his childhood and his life before he could finally be what he is now. He tried to recall all the memories - memories he had passed through during his life and smiled at them. Arrived – arrives Abilash lips moving,

“Dek” (love call in Javanese for lover or wife).

“Iya Mas” replied Abilash's wife gently.

“If you go home and sit here, Mas so keep in mind the memories of – memories of the past. Especially here, our seat is now always the most comfortable place when Mas is tired and stressed”.

Abilash then told the old story of his life to his wife...

(Abilash's childhood)

“Year 2005. Village Memories, Harapan Subdistrict, Semangat Regency, Central Java”

Currently Abilash is nine years old, Abilash or commonly called Abil by friends – his theme is the third of three children. Kaka was the first a woman named Tati, and the second a – boy named Anto. His parents worked odd jobs in the village, His father sometimes worked in farmed paddy fields and his mother worked as a laborer in a saltfish factory in the next village and sometimes Abil's parents worked as laborers on other people's land when the seedling season began.

The Abil family is a simple family, and looks harmonious. In addition to his parents who work, Kak Tati also often sends money from overseas to occasionally help the needs of the Abil family in the village. In addition, Anto Kak who was still in school also often participated in odd jobs to be porters in projects at the nursery. Understandably, in Abil residence is a central area of nurseries of wood, ornamental and fruit plants, so the youth in Abil area quite a lot of blur every day, he said, including Kak Anto who is always active after school working on projects to help the family economy.

One – only problem in the Abil family is the Father, in addition to being stubborn, Mr. Abil is also a hobby once playing gambling and lottery. This happened since many years ago – years ago, since Kak Tati was a child until now. Mr. Abil became an emotional figure, especially if you lose gambling, surely Mother and child – children affected by being angry for no reason, even though they did nothing wrong.

With Kak Anto's departure this year, actually in Abil's heart feel worried and afraid. Abil was worried about the nature of his Father and was afraid that something bad would happen to him and his mother. So far Abil has often cried because he was angry at his Father without cause, and Mother who tried to appease the Father also did not escape from the absorbency of the word – harsh words that came out of his mouth.

Often Mr. Abil used a wooden stick to hit Abil, even said it would burn all his clothes and books – school books because it had become a burden on the family. Slamming the house utensils to pieces, and intimidating them, as if Abil were a prisoner of war serving time in prison. Even several times Abil had to sleep in a goat pen because it was not allowed to enter the house.

Abil is actually a jovial and creative figure, but often it is lost when his Father gave the order to do something, whether to go to the rice field to care for plant seeds, or not, cleaning a house that is dirty because of dust or just help you remove grass pests in the yard around the house.

Mother is an angel for Abil, she sacrificed herself and her happiness to raise her – children including Abil as well as possible. Support everything Abil does sincerely, pray for him every night for the good of his family and – children. His tears often fell in the middle of the night with a soft voice with palms fixed on praying to God.

Some moments that make the Abil family look and feel like a family in general is when the religious Eid Muslim community arrives (Idul fitri). A time when all the families gather at home to celebrate Lebaran.

The tranquility of the religious big day becomes the antidote to the warmth in the family, although the moment is short and after it is a life like before – before which the Father with his selfish attitude, and, Mother with a resigned and firm attitude and Brother – Abil brother went with his hopes and dreams each – each, whether it's for his family or himself they also struggle with his life for happiness.

Today is one week after Lebaran, Abil and his –temanya friend are playing car – mobilan on the terrace of the house of one of his themes, Tio. Abil, Tio and Andi, the three of them just came home from the market to buy a car - the car from the money made yesterday. From noon to afternoon they play coolly doing a new – mobilan car racing game. If they run out of their batrai sunbathe spare batrai under the scorching sun to be recharged, then play again, until the sound of ashar adhan then they stop and go home each – each.

Abil walked back to the east while Andi to the west, upon arrival at home after storing his toy on the mattress, Abil went to the well to take ablution water and perform the Ashar prayer. After that he went to the room and in his hold again his play, he looked at the details while imagining the play to be like the one in his favorite cartoon. Yes, the car – he just bought is a tamiya racing car which when in the movie, his car can be connected to the owner, which is, take out the – styles in the race and can be a friend of the owner like a pet dog in the movie holywood.

Unknowingly in between his imagination, he remembered the moment of Lebaran yesterday. The atmosphere of the house is crowded and happy with the many sounds of laughter and footsteps that come to visit. Abil arrived – suddenly shed tears considering it all, realizing that now he was alone with the atmosphere of silence, and especially his concern with the nature of his Father which will soon be like before the eid yesterday. Abil could only pray and give up on it.

Abil lived a life like this until his teenage years. Intimidated by his own family, viewed cynically by – people around because they see Abil family from the behavior of his Father. But Abil always tries strong and forgets the – things that are out of his control, because he is sure that one day he will be the one who can protect others, because he will be the one who can protect others, can be a role model for many people and can inspire and animate others with the positive aura He has.

Bismillah, God is good for all good things and believes that nothing good is wasted in life.