Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

29. Gratified

"Later in the afternoon I pick up Nis, will soon be the month of fasting, we digaso first, have not eaten together for a long time."

Iis.

Anisa nodded.

"Yes, I'm waiting."

Said Anisa.

"Okay, today there's also no children's tutoring schedule, so I can take a walk to find a book."

Iis.

Anisa smiled, though,

"You are a seneng, can do whatever you like from the past, the school is also a major that you like, different from me, anything should be what Abah said."

Anisha was complaining.

Iis smiling,

"Everyone will always see that other people's lives are better, more delicious, more fortunate. Same time I also sometimes envy you, just wear a bag like every day can change models, while I? During Junior High School, I only had one bag, so SMA only two bags, right after college, also use the bag during High School until it really can not be used anymore once graduation."

Iis chuckled.

Iis habit that every time he tells the sad story of his life, he laughs as if whatever happened to him is just something light.

"But many people admire you Is, including me."

Anisa said sincerely praising, she indeed sometimes wants to be Iis, for her Iis is one of the humans who always look happy without pretending.

It is with all its simplicity, with the attitude and words that are what they are.

"Yes Nis, I'm saying yes."

Iis realized that the day had begun to go by.

"Oh yeah, you'll be late, go."

Said Anisa.

Iis nods.

Seemed Iis then drove his motor away from Anisa.

Anisa herself walked slowly towards her Abah's gold shop.

There are employees who schedule pickets this morning have come and are preparing the store.

Anisa chose to sit in the front seat of the store to wait for the preparation of her employees to be completed.

His gaze was forward but his mind went back home, re-imagining Ridwan who this morning drove Mbak Wening to work, and also Anisa also thought about the plan of Ma'am Faizah to make Ridwan Guru teach Suci and close friends Suci.

Anisa then remembered when Ridwan gave her a letter but she did not dare to reply,

Besides because Anisa indeed since childhood can not live freely and always under family supervision, Anisa also does not know how to send a reply to Ridwan.

Anisa momentarily seemed to sigh, she tried to remember where last she kept the letter from Ridwan first.

Well, it's been almost nine years since they graduated Junior High and then Ridwan reportedly entered the boarding school in a distant city.

And now, he's back, becoming an increasingly handsome, charismatic, godly-looking young man.

It would certainly be very grateful if you had a priest like Ridwan, and Anisa would really be very happy if you could really get the opportunity.

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"Wan, what's that cleaning up for?"

Ask Mom to see Ridwan cleaning the weeds in the yard next to the house.

"This can be planted cassava and sweet potato Bu, the rest we can make a cage to keep goats again, it is quite enough if it can be sold during eid al-Qurban."

Ridwan.

Some banana trees look already fruitful, even seem to be ripe and ready to be harvested soon.

"It'll be cooking this soon, ma'am."

Said Ridwan pointing to the banana trees in his yard.

"Let's go, it's usually made chips the same as your brother, good enough for additional savings."

Said Mother.

Ridwan then continued to clean the remaining grass.

Mother looked at her son with a smile, I am so grateful because Ridwan is a child who never needs to, never demands much from parents like other children since childhood.

I remember when Ridwan was a child, he had often helped his Father find grass to eat their pet goats and also the goats entrusted people to share the results.

I also still remember when I was in elementary school, Ridwan always went and went home to school on foot, never brought pocket money, but brought a stock of salted fish and stir-fried rice at home, the rice was wrapped in banana leaves.

Once Junior High, Ridwan has started looking for his own money. He helped pack at the home convection place that many in the Ridwan area live, he will be paid every week, and from that he used to snack and transport to school.

If you are a lot of work and Ridwan take overtime, then Ridwan will be able to pay quite a lot for the size of Junior High School children.

Usually, from the excess, Ridwan will save or to buy books.

Mother without feeling shed tears, it feels to remember how hard her son's life made Mother so moved.

Of course, as a parent, everyone wants to be able to have more money in order to be able to spoil their children.

But, Mother of course can not do it, he whose life skills are very limited, who can eat enough alone is grateful, he said, who can still send his son to high school and Ridwan continue his studies at his own expense is certainly a gift from God that is infinite in value.

Then...

That is why the mother always cries, while reading or hearing the verses in the Surah Ar-rohman, while,

[Fabiayyi a la irobbikuma tukadzibaan

Which other delight of your Lord do you deny?]

Embarrassed...

Shame it feels heart if it has been so then there are still many complain just because of the slightest problem,

Why should we complain, while the favors that God has given us are infinite.

Especially for Mother, who in all her limitations she can have children as good as Ridwan, according to Ridwan, Seshby Ridwan.

In fact, Mother is not a person who is quite religious knowledge, which actually educates religion only requires children to keep praying from childhood.

The mother who is poor in this knowledge, just always pray to have a child who is sholeh and Sholihah, and Allah worshiped her prayer.

"Mom, this is not made of sweets alone? Or do you want to wait to cook too?"

Suddenly Ridwan's voice surprised Mother who was thinking about how lucky to have a child like Ridwan.

"Oh, later you ask your sister Wan, the same bananas are usually your mama who cultivate."

Answer Mother.

"Oh no sampun ma'am, Ridwan asked."

"The whisper is grass burned, just,"

Said Mother.

"Well Mom, if left later can many snakes will be afraid of anyone entering our house, more afraid of entering the neighboring house, pity."

Ridwan.

Mother agreed.

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