Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

204. Just A Gift

Tomorrow morning, after dawn worshipers, he was asked to go to the house of Pak Haji Imron for a while.

Mr. Haji Imron received a mandate from the family of Mr. Sahudi to be conveyed to Ridwan.

"Sit down for a minute, kid, I'll change my clothes first."

Mr. Haji Imron invited Ridwan to sit in the living room of his house.

The house that looks very if Mr. Haji Imron has been a rich man for a long time, because the furniture in his house is all expensive furniture in the 80's.

Ridwan sat in the living room, according to waiting for Pak Haji Imron who was copying, of course because it was supposed to be clothes for prayer separated by clothes for everyday.

It did not take long, Haji Imron returned to the living room, it appears that Household Assistant Pak Haji Imron also appeared carrying a tray containing treats of two cups of kebul-kebul tea wedang and one plate of fried food and another plate of potato doughnuts with a sprinkling of refined sugar.

"Monggo Pak Ustadz at the portico."

The friendly housekeeper said, Ridwan nodded with a smile.

Mr. Haji Imron sat on a chair opposite Ridwan, bounded by a table on which there was now a treat ready to fill their empty stomachs.

"Monggo kid, drink first."

Mr. Haji Imron said to Ridwan, while he himself was seen holding a plastic map where in it there were several important files and also one key bendel.

Ridwan nodded his head mannered, then grabbed a cup containing his tea wedang for later he enjoyed.

"Look at Son."

Mr. Haji Imron began their conversation which seemed to be quite long and serious.

Ridwan nodded as he put down his tea mug, and then chose to focus on listening to Pak Haji Imron.

"I am also shocked, because the man of Mr. Sahudi's family suddenly came, he said he wanted me to convey this trust, he said, besides of course because he may be pekewuh on the panjenenengan as a young person who feels he has been pious, continue to also consider me an old man who can represent them to convey this trust."

Haji Imron.

Ridwan.

Then...

It appears that Mr. Haji Imron opened the map in front of him, he issued two photocopies of land certificates, and also several sheets of UN SPPT which all seemed to be the latest year.

In addition, there is one BPKB, one STNK and also one key bendel.

"This is all he said a gift to panjenengan Nak, please accept, including this...,"

Mr. Haji Imron put an ATM card on the table in front of Ridwan.

Ridwan frowned, frowning,

"Pripun Pak Haji? I'm afraid of misunderstanding."

Ridwan.

Haji Imron smiled, saying,

Ridwan gaped, staring at everything that lay on the table in front of him was of course like an oddity in the morning.

"They are the children of Mr. Sahudi also want next year to invite Nak Ridwan and I umrah, they already feel Nak Ridwan is part of their family."

Hearing the words of Mr. Haji Imron, of course Ridwan felt like he was dreaming.

What exactly is this, God? Ridwan between happy but also at the same time afraid. Yes, fear if all this is not a favor, but just a termidraj.

"This is a home certificate, there is a house left by Mr. Sahudi who was abandoned, and it has been almost a year no one occupied, he said, they want to give this to Nak Ridwan after getting married can live there. It's just that this hasn't gone behind its exact name, so later for the other process we can talk about it again."

Mr. Haji Imron placed a photocopy of the certificate near the ATM card.

Then...

"This is a certificate for rice fields given to the foundation, this is given to Nak Ridwan because all management will be left entirely in panjenengan."

Mr. Haji Imron again put a certificate of agricultural land on top of the certificate of home.

Then...

"This is SPPT UN lands at some point, they also leave it to the panjenengan to be maintained if later the foundation can develop rapidly, in those lands so that huts can be built, huts, a mosque or whatever may be useful to the faithful and may also be an unbroken charity field for the deceased."

"God..."

Ridwan shook his head,

"And this, is a minibus model car that is still very feasible to use, this is the most recent car used by the deceased, the children of the deceased no one wears it, he said, while selling, of course, they have no intention in that direction, so please Nak Ridwan accept it so that the car can be used properly, taken care of properly."

Ridwan looked both his eyes glazed, he was confused to be grateful or just be privileged because the world befalls him at this time.

"I'm very confused about this Mr. Haji,"

Ridwan looked at the smiling Pak Haji Imron,

"Receive son, consider this direct sustenance from God, maybe it is heavy because there is also a trust, but is not true wealth want from wherever it comes also is a trust?"

Pak Haji Imron looked at Ridwan who was seen shedding tears because all that was now in front of him was a world that seemed to be humbled in front of him.

"The original certificate will later be submitted if Nak Ridwan has met with a notary to sign the grant letter, so everything has been prepared, today after Nak Ridwan from teaching at the school, the letter reads, please time to come to the place of the notary who has been appointed by Mr. Sahudi's family."

Ridwan momentarily fell silent, trying to calm himself so as not to be too happy to get the world.

No ...

Don'tdon't...

Then, after a few minutes of trying to calm down, Ridwan finally nodded.

"Bismillah.inshaAllah Pak Haji."

Ridwan finally received all the gifts from the Pak Sahudi family.

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