
The pandemic period is still not over, while the Moon family who incidentally is a batik trader is so a community that is directly affected by the closure of a number of markets and public facilities.
Not felt, since the Beringharjo Market was closed for almost a month Mr. Hartono stayed at home. The idea of selling online planned the previous month is indeed running. Unfortunately for revenue turnover is not too much.
"Mom, if you sell one of our cars how?" ask Mr. Hartono to his wife.
Ms. Sundari who was watering her plants in front of the house stood up and walked over to her husband. "Why Sir?"
"Not just for us, ma'am. At least we can help them" said Hartono with a bright eye. "Economic conditions are getting harder, ma'am, especially the stalls are closed. Minimal help a little bit Ma'am. The staff needs."
As a wife, Ms. Sundari also heard her husband's story with attention. It is undeniable that the pandemic made everything difficult. Employment is getting limited and more and more employees are being left or suddenly in PHK. Very heartbreaking conditions, but on the other hand the kitchen and the needs of the child should be available right?
Sundari then nodded her head. "If our own savings how sir? Can't we help them with our savings?"
Mr. Hartono seemed to shake his head. "Not enough, Mom. We use that savings for our daily needs, Mom. Our own kitchen must also be steaming, right ma'am? While we do not know when this condition ends? When are the numbers of people affected by Corona getting lower? Man is like a lost hope, ma'am..e all difficult."
Finally, Ms. Sundari nodded her head. "True ..mankind is like losing hope. All right, sir, just sell one of our cars. Sir, the money we saved to buy a car for the Moon is still right? It should not be used yes sir .. It's our commitment to give the car for our only child when he gets married" said Sundari Bu.
Mr. Hartono nodded. "Yes Ma'am .. which is the right of the Moon remain Mr set aside and we will not use. The savings for the Moon wedding are still there."
Recalling the Moon's marriage, Mr. Hartono's face suddenly turned bitter. "Life is funny. In the past Mr. desperately set aside Rupiah proceeds to be able to give a marriage worthy of the Moon, a marriage that became the Moon's dream. When that happy day is coming, Corona is coming and the marriage is not realized."
Just like her husband, Sundari smiled. "All parents want to realize their child's dream marriage sir. So too with us. Wanting to make the Moon's dream wedding a reality, she's our only child. However, if the universe has said otherwise how else sir? We as humans can only plan and live, while all decisions are in the hands of the Almighty." replied Ms. Sundari.
"True Ma'am. I used to remember his face the Moon looked sad. As a father, I am sure you are also sad. But how else is all the time under the sun in the sovereignty of God alone. Hopefully, even if it is delayed for a long time, the Moon can still have a happy day and we as parents can accompany it" said Mr. Hartono.
"Amin.." - Said Mrs Sundari confirming her husband's speech.
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After a few days, Pak Hartono's car has been sold. The face of the middle-aged man is not sad because one of his cars has been sold, he was grateful to still be able to help a little for his five-person employees.
"Siang Bud ..." said Mr. Hartono when visiting one of his employees' houses named Budi.
"Siang Pak .. monggo-monggo (mari) please enter." welcome Budi when Pak Hartono visited his house.
"Here you go, Bud. Just a moment." said Mr. Hartono. "Where is this month? Sepurane (sorry) because the market is still closed, can't re-open the batik stall."
Mr. Hartono is indeed a good and caring person, even though he has a Batik kiosk, but Mr. Hartono is a good owner and attention to his employees.
"Mboten napa-napa Pak (it's okay, sir). Not just us, but everyone experiences it. We are not alone who experienced it." said Budi who actually felt bad with Mr. Hartono.
"What did you do this month, Bud?" again ask Mr. Hartono why Budi.
"Karja serabutan Pak .. sometimes there are neighbors who ask for help to make mow grass, wash AC, and others sir. God willing, a little can feed the child and wife." replied Budi.
Mr. Hartono's humanitarian side is deeply touched. Before Corona hit, all five employees get a full and definite income every month and now they must be kept at home.
Afterwards Mr. Hartono took out an envelope from his pocket. "It's a little bit to buy rice, Bud. Hopefully this condition will pass soon, fully recovered so that the Beringharjo Market area will reopen and sales at our kiosk can return."
Budi was confused when his hand was about to be stretched to receive the envelope offered by Mr. Hartono. He didn't work, but now the judge came and gave him an envelope.
"Sir, mboten legitimate (not necessary). You will need too. I still get a little bit of odd jobs." replied Budi who was pleased with the gift of Mr. Hartono.
"It's okay, Bud. All of my employees I've considered like my own family. Consider this a gift from a father to his son. All is difficult, economic hardship befalls many people. Accepted yes. Yes already, say yes Bud.." said Mr. Hartono while resigning from the employee's house.
From Budi's house, Mr. Hartono continued his journey to his other employee's house. His heart was moved to share a little love, given his employees who also have children and wives who also need a helping hand. Giving is not much, but can help a little help so that the kitchen remains steaming, milk for babies is still bought.
As soon as he arrived at Mr. Hartono's house was relieved. In the midst of difficult conditions, finding money to eat is difficult, but he can still share. The middle-aged man only hopes that the number of people affected by Corona will soon be sloping and his stall can be re-opened. So that his employees can return to work and earn income from the Batik business that he has been doing for decades.
•It is not about how big and how valuable you give, but how sincere and sincere what you want to give.•^^_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________