Childhood Match
Conquer View

After going through a very long journey and the twists and turns of the struggle, then Gendhis could graduate with the highest grades in his school. But the struggle has not ended until there, he still has to take part in the selection to enter the university of his dreams. After passing the written selection online, Genphis had to go through one more stage, namely interview selection.

Gendhis further solidified the pace, picking up the future at Untidar, the only public university in Magelang City.

Today... Gendhis was preparing to leave for his new campus. He does not want to be late because this is an important day that will determine his future.

Dressed in a long black skirt, a plain white tunic and a black hijab covering the chest, as well as black pantofel shoes, Gendhis rode his motorcycle matic.

The clock on his left arm shows at 06.00 WIB. He must arrive at the campus before 07:00 for attendance, then interview tests. If at that time the participant has not arrived without providing confirmation, then automatically, the prospective student in question will be considered to resign. Therefore, Gendhis drove his bike a little faster than usual.

When he arrived in front of Badaan Park located between Jalan Pahlawan and Jalan Ade Irma Suryani, Magelang City, Gendhis turned to the left of the road while reducing his motor speed. His eyes were aghast at the sight of an old woman in her 50s sitting on the sidewalk of the road. The old woman was alone and seemed to be in a bad condition.

For some reason, the social spirit of Gendhis just appeared to look at the old woman who seemed to be looking for help. Gendhis parked his bike on the side of the road, then approached it.

"Excuse me, Mum... Mother why? Is Mom okay?" gendis asked while bowing her body and holding onto the old woman's shoulder.

Instantly, the old woman stared at Gendhis face as if she was looking at a wingless angel approaching her. He continued to hold his left chest, with a breath of breath, he said to Gendhis,

"Son..help me..."

"Yes, Grandma... Grandma sick?" Gendhis sat down next to the old woman, holding her trembling hand.

"Yes... Son, I'm going to the market, but suddenly my chest hurts a lot" said the old grandmother with great difficulty.

Gendhis panicked when he saw the old woman growing limp and his face was pale.

"Duh. duh... But how can I do it, I can't possibly boncengin this grandmother alone with this condition." Gendhis speaks for himself.

He immediately got up from his seat to seek help. I wish a prince would come to the old grandmother's aid.

"Stop... sir...stopp!" Gendhis tried to stop every car and motorcycle that passed in front of the park, but none of them stopped.

"Please..stop, sir, stop!!!" Gendhis was still trying, but it seemed free.

The atmosphere of the road is quite crowded in the middle of people passing by. They are preoccupied with their own affairs so that their hearts are not sensitive to others who are in need of help.

The time is getting noon, ten more minutes he must have arrived at the campus which is not too far from Badaan Park.

"Please..stop, stopp!" Gendhis has not desperately sought help.

"Yes... Allah...is this like life in the city? In order to make ends meet, they sometimes override the interests of others. It is as if the heart has been closed so that it cannot see that here.

He was almost desperate when he once again saw the clock on his left arm already showing at 06.56 WIB. It seems unlikely that the time of just four minutes had to reach the campus gate.

"Yes, if indeed God's destiny should be like this. The fight between life and death of a person is far more important than just any University entrance exam." Gendhis spoke inwardly as he continued to comfort himself.

Exactly at 07.00 WIB.

Genphis took a deep breath. The hope of entering the university of his dreams must fall when the road to get there is just one step away.

"Please... Son, I can no longer afford it." said the old grandmother.

Gendhis looked at his increasingly pale face.

"Yes, Grandma, yes, I am looking for help" Genphis said, occasionally looking at Grandma's condition and again stopping the speed of every passing vehicle.

"O Allah.Give Thy Miracles, help us, for we are only weak men..." Gendhis praying.

Five minutes later, from the left of the park entrance, a white toyota camry car approached and stopped not far from the Gendhis motorcycle.

Gendhis sat down next to the increasingly critical old grandmother.

Out of the car came a handsome man like Arjuna. The hair model is not too straight but neat, the body is slightly stocky but proportional to the appropriate height. White skin, with sharp eyes, sharp nose, complete with neat sideburns, making it look macho, handsome and fierce. He is as handsome as Prince Fazza of Dubai.

Because so panicked, without looking and thinking long, Gendhis immediately approached the toyota camry car because he was sure, the man must have stopped to give him a ride.

"Come on... Grandma, I help you walk." said Gendhis as he swept his body towards the back door of the car.

When he was about to open the door, suddenly Gala who turned out to buy mineral water was stopped, because she saw two women who were approaching her car. Curious, Gala walked back to her car and asked Gendhis.

"I'm sorry... What do you want with my car?" gala asked, who had not seen Gendhis stop his car. Indeed, when Gala passed by earlier, Gendhis was in a sitting position with the grandmother, so he did not know that the two women were in dire need of help.

"Oh my God, my God, let's get the car open!" gendhis said a little forcefully.

Gala was still unable to catch Gendhis intent.

"Mass?" gala asked Gendhis.

He just felt like he was no stranger when the beautiful girl in front of him called him "Mas". I don't know why he likes that call. The distinctive call of the Magelang community that he always misses. Especially as long as he studied S1 and S2 abroad, do not expect anyone to call him "Mas".

"Yes... Mas! Who owns this car? Cepetan open the door." Gendhis continued to urge Gala, as if not giving her a chance to ask.

Gala then looked at the old lady whom Gendhis had looked like she was in a very worrisome condition. Without a second thought, Gala opened the car door for them.

Gendhis and the old lady who had almost fainted were sitting in the back seat of the car. With an anxious face, Gendhis continued to encourage the woman.

"Strong..strong..Yes, Grandma." Gendhis let the old woman lie on his lap.

Gala who had been confused while looking at Gendhis from the mirror hanging on the ceiling of her car asked, finally,

"Where are we going Dek?" ask Gala.

And now the rest of the Genthis were astonished to be called "Decks".

"Dad?" Gendhis asked back.

"Yes... Deck! You called me, Mom. Yeah, what do I call it if it's not Dek? I don't know whose name you are either." Answer Gala.

"There is also the word of this handsome guy" said Gendhis in his heart while glancing from the mirror in the car. Looking at the handsome face of Gala and for a moment the two pairs of eyes looked at each other for a few seconds.

"Astaghfirullahalazim home... Gendhis.. istighfar.conquer your view...!" Gendo tried to remind himself. As fast as lightning, Gendhis turned his gaze to the grandmother in pain.

"We're going to the nearest hospital! A little sneak ya Mas Nyetirnya!" gendhis.

"Yeah, Dek." replied Gala.

Gala actually wanted to smile but was afraid of sin. This time he became an online taxi driver.

Gala accelerated the speed of his car to RSUD Tidar Magelang City, where dr. Gabby, Lintang's new boyfriend.

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Prince Fazza of Dubai, his handsome 11, 12 equals Mas Lecturer Gala 😍😍😍😃