There is No Need for Love

All For Good

Haris felt, that was the best, including for the two remaining letters, Haris felt it would be better given for the public interest, Haris thought, what if the existing garden land Wak Jainal house is sold only and the money to help the construction of the mosque.

According to Haris it will be better, so that the mosque construction plan will be more quickly completed, according to Haris, it should be so, because even if it remains in hold, who will take care of it, according to Haris, Wak Jainal and his mother Indah as far as Haris did not have a family.

Haris still remembers, Wak Jainal used to say, that his mother Indah was the son of Orphanage, the same as Wak Jainal, who was also the same, grew up in Orphanage as well, as well, not from the same orphanage.

Fate then finds them, unfortunately until death, both have no children, that's what makes Haris special when brought here by his father, haris' father himself was familiar with Wak Jainal during the national camp activities.

“Mun, if the garden land where Wak Jainal lives you just buy why ?”.

Maimun. “Sold by Brother ?”.

Haris nods his head. “Iya Mun”'s.

Maimun looked thoughtful, then nodded. “By Bang, how much about ?”.

Haris shakes. “Kalo is where Abang knows Mun, who knows your price, who wants to buy also you, it's up to you how many”.

Maimun shook his head and laughed a little. “Abang only, the time you want to buy that determines the price”.

Haris shrug his shoulders. “What's the matter ?”.

Maimun laughed again. “In fact Bang, if you sell it according to the current circumstances, it can reach three hundred or three hundred and fifty million as well. That's Bang Ris, I don't have that much money”.

Haris laughed a little. “So how many are there ?”.

Maimun looked at old Haris. “This Serious Bang ?”.

Haris nods his head. “Iya, brother seriously”.

Maimun is still shaking his head, it seems reluctant to say, but frankly, Maimun is also interested in owning the land, his first child will soon be finished from the Faculty of Agriculture, and he will also have to leave the Faculty of Agriculture, that would be great for his son's business development.

Maimun looked back at Haris. “Truth I can nawar ni Bang”.

Haris laughed again. “Kan, already from earlier brother said”.

Maimun wiped his face. “Bang, I only have two hundred and fifty money, even if you want”.

Haris gave his thumbs up. “Sepakat”.

Maimun rubbed his face again. “The truth is Bang”.

Haris chuckled back. “Seriously, brother seriously. Okay, you take care of it, now the land is yours”. Haris handed me the letter.

Maimun still seemed to hesitate. “Cash Bang ?”.

“We talk about it later, safe it”.

Maimun continued to shake his head, he did not expect Haris to be so easy to make transactions, whereas Maimun knew if sold to others, the price would be much higher, but according to Maimun this blessing, but according to Maimun, good fortune his son.

The voice of teaching was heard, Maimun took Haris and Fadli directly to the musholla they had talked about, but Maimun excused to take a shower for a while, all nodding their heads. When Maimun stood up, the remaining ones in the front room returned to the four of them.

Haris looked at the Lufti, Widya and Natalia one by one. “I sold the land, meaning to help the construction of masjid”.

The lufti is a bit tickling. “Lu means fluent Ris”.

Haris nodded. “The money of two hundred and fifty proceeds from the sale of the land, later everything will be handed over to the mosque” construction committee.

Lufti, Widya and Natalia are both gawking, Lufti has guessed wrong Haris, at the beginning, Lufti felt strange to see Haris who is just playing the sale, but hearing Haris's explanation, Lufti sucked his chest, Lufti, it was even extremely extraordinary, completely far from the Lufti's estimate.

Haris looked to be wiping away her tears. “It will be a charity for the late Wak Jainal, there is nothing I can do now Luf, just that”.

“Do you not need Ris ?”.

Haris looked at Lufti shahdu. “I can find for me Luf, I can find”.

“Risda ?”.

Haris back in the head. “I've prepared for Risda from my own sweat, you calm down Luf, I've thought about it, all of mine is Risda”'s.

Lufti was silent, if Widya and Natalia were silent from the beginning, Natalia was committed to not interfere with any decision of her brother, whatever Haris concluded for Natalia is the most correct.

Maimun appeared, Haris and Lufti immediately went to follow Maimun's steps, Haris did not forget to bring his land letter, not just the one near the musholla, but the other wasteland which was nearly two kilometers from the location of the musholla.

After praying Maghrib congregation, Maimun introduced Haris to the pilgrims present, happened to be quite a lot. Maimun explained what was the purpose of Haris, all worshipers looked sumringah and together said hamdalah.

Haris directly submitted a land letter to the head of BKM witnessed by all Jamaah. The head of BKM immediately thanked the head of Haris and promised to maintain this trust well.

Microphone handed over to Haris. Haris just shook his head and said that this land is owned by Wak Jainal, according to his will all handed over to Haris because indeed Wak Jainal has no offspring, all nodding his head, all of them, I know Wak Jainal very well.

“Father of Mothers, the garden land that is also the home of Wak Jainal has been redeemed by our Village Chief Maimun for two hundred and fifty million rupiahs, the money will be handed over directly by Maimun to the construction committee for the initial fund of the construction of the mosque, for now, that is all I can give, Insha Allah, if there is sustenance, later I add”.

The whole congregation was surprised, some even gawked, already giving land, now the sale of other land also for the construction of the mosque, almost all the congregation was shaken head and a very happy smile.

The most surprised was Maimun, he did not expect it turned out Haris sold his land not for him, it turned out to fund the construction of the mosque, Maimun lips even to vibrate to hold haru, Maimun really did not expect it.

Maimun approaching. “Bang Haris, Father of the congregation's mother all, the price of the land is not so two hundred and fifty million, I will pay three hundred million”. Maimun's lips still seemed to tremble.

Haris grabbed Maimun's body, both hugged still with a half-standing position, because his stand was above the knee, obviously there were tears that fell in the corner of the eyes of both of them, Haris was very moved because Maimun wanted to add to it, maimun was moved because the hope to build a good mosque in his village will be able to start.

Many worshipers who also shed tears, should also see what Haris did, the shadow of the congregation is now fixed on Jainal, all of them pray easily so that Jainal happy in nature there, for having a foster child who does not want to have his property personally, but gives it to the people.

One who could not hold back his tears that fell was the Lufti, he was completely unable to resist the day that came arrived, arrived, frankly Lufti also really wanted to be able to do the same thing as what Haris did, but for now Lufti has not been able to do it.

Haris is approaching Mr. Ustadz. “Ustadz. I also still have one more land, but it is rather at the end of the village, still empty, it is about two hectares”.

Ustadz Soleh nodded. “I mean Mr Haris, how ?”.

“I heard earlier, Ustadz wants to build a madrasah, if ustadz is willing, I also want to give up the land for Mr. Ustadz use”.

All eyes back to Haris, from some people who were present, there were those who knew about the land that Haris meant, the land was quite large, it was flat, all this time used by children to play ball, and so on, everything shook his head again, the time of all Jainal's treasures none of which Haris controlled.

The time everything is left in the public interest, there are many who shook their heads because they feel Haris excessive and strange, but there are also those who shook their heads because of salute and admiration for Haris' attitude, because basically, he is, he was not the heir of Jainal, so handing him over to the people was a good act.

“I mean Mr Haris, want to give up the land for the madrasah ?”.

Haris nods his head and hands over his land certificate. “This is Mr. Ustadz's letter, please in use”.

Ustdaz Soleh's hand trembled when he received a certificate from Haris' hand, he did not expect to get land for free, meaning that in the near future he could start building his madrasa, he said, one thing that is totally unexpected.

Ustadz Soleh turned back the land letter given by Haris. “How can we thank Mr Haris ?”.

Haris shakes. “No need Ustadz. I have committed, all property belonging to the late Wak Jainal and Ibu Indah must be for the benefit of the people. I basically don't have the authority to master it”.

Almost all worshippers say hamdalah. Maimun continued to stare at Haris with a headband, Maimun did not expect, the contents of Haris' mind would be like that, Maimun now sees Haris as an extraordinary figure.

But winning, this would be very good for the late Wak Jainal, the treasure he left now fully belongs to the people, a waqaf whose value will continue to be eternal until the end of time.

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