Don't Underestimate Me

Don't Underestimate Me
Chapter 170


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"Serem very much you talk about the afterlife Sham! Change the topic, this is too heavy on obrolin the same you!", said Arya who incidentally felt afraid when remembering things that smell like that.


"Why afraid?", asked Sham.


Arya cleared slowly. How will he answer? Hypocritical if he answers not afraid of death. But ...when he answered fearfully, did it not look shameful in front of the smart boy?


Not hearing any answer from Arya, Syam looked at Arya for a while.


"Indeed, if we're afraid, death won't come?"


Arya sipped her saliva again.


Serem is very sham about rich like that? Where are the nights! Inner Aryan.


"Syam was equally afraid. But.yes, they are all waiting for their turn!", said Syam.


Arya sipped her coffee for a while to just calm herself so as not to look nervous in front of Syam.


"Said pak ustadz Mulyono the Javanese tuh gini Pa!", Sham in serious fashion.


"Living in this world is like a journey to eternal life there. Well, charity and worship and our deeds here are provision to be there. His name is also stocky, quite does not know unless it is finished in the final goal."


Suddenly the fur of Iuduk Arya stood because of the sweep of the night wind that was quite cold.


"Do you know why the shroud is white?", asked Sham.


"Iiihh..kamu the rich language is only Sham!", said Arya ogah-ogahan. The arrogant side that he has been showing, collapsed in front of Sham.


Maybe if someone else were to talk about it, he would be ordinary. Unfortunately, that little boy said it.


"Syam is no longer the nakutin papa kali pa!", said Sham.


"The white philosophy is sacred, clean, and spotless. Likewise with the shroud, which indicates that the wearer already does not need other items other than the shroud."


Arya's chest suddenly felt tight.


"Ustadz Mulyono said! The shroud in Javanese is called Mori. Kalo in Indonesian may be called the acronym of Limo Ojo Keri (Five do not forget) which in the sense of Lima is a five-time prayer. From the cloth, we are reminded to always pray five times. Yes ... maybe that's what Syam can understand."


Arya looked to the side, not looking at Sham.


"Conditions of death do not have to be old you Pa!", continued Syam.


"You speak of Mulu the Sham!", said Arya who could not be angry at the slightest look at the innocent face of the boy before her with a voice that was held in place.


"But papa don't feel sham anymore nakutin papa right???"


"Nakutin heck not, just.papa shy, already this old even in telling the same boy as big as you!", Arya rubbed the head of Sham.


"Don't see who's talking, but what's talking!" said Sham. Arya nodded too.


"Learning to improve yourself is not seen from the age of Pa. The important thing is to try to repent and do all that is good. Then don't make the same mistake again."


"Yes, papa will still continue to learn sham."


"And Sham hope, papa also learned to forgive brother papa as well as papa who ventured to apologize to brother and brother."


Arya was silent.


"Bending in the heart will only hurt yourself Pa. Forgiveness may be something you can do, but it's not to forget."


"Syam himself experienced it Pa."


"Yes, papa knows that" said Arya.


"Huum, if can be honest Syam mah Syam want to have a whole family like the others. But.. too selfish if Sham wants Papa Glen to just be papa Syam while there is also Zea who might need papa Glen more."


"At least, Syam already has many people around Syam who are very fond of Syam."


"Mother, sister,Abang, mama Gita, papa Arya and maybe...Mang Salim will be like you who love Syam" continued Syam.


"Yes! Sham a good boy, it's natural that all love the same Sham!", Arya's hand outstretched rubbed the head of Sham again.


"What do you feel now that after hearing your brother has nothing, anyone even being seriously ill can't do anything on their own?", ask Sham who he has wanted to ask since. But it turns out he had to go through various chats that might be considered absurd.


Arya did not answer Sham's question. He just kept quiet.


"Pa! In the past, papa may feel the difficulty even the sadness is very painful papa. But look now? In old age papa, there is mama Gita, there is brother, sister, Ganesh, Om Puja, Aunt Vanes and also Angel Papa has to be around papa and definitely want to always be with papa. Is her brother papa??? Opa Surya who is a nobody to papa's brother, helps as much as he can, right?"


Arya just changed her sitting position and then turned to Sham.


"Did Surya call you Sham? He asked you to persuade papa?", asked Arya. Syam.


"Ngga. Opa didn't call Syam. Precisely Sham knows that papa's brother in Surya opa help, from papa earlier right?", asked Syam back.


"Many simple things that we should be grateful for, no matter how small. Brother said, as long as there is a sense of 'gratitude' in our hearts God willing God will add many times what we need not just what we want!", sham is like a parent who is giving advice to small children but it turns out the opposite.


"Then, what should papa be?", asked Arya turned to Sham.


Syam smiled faintly.


"Papa will know the answer according to papa's conscience not because of Sham talk or anyone."


The adult man was silent. He did not expect that the little boy could give a lecture with his own version that was easily understood by a stubborn person like Arya.


Sham yawns, closes his mouth and then removes his tail as it condenses.


"That's a really good night Pa. Syam permit bobo first can not?", asked Syam. If Syam had looked so mature, not now.


Can not be denied if the boy in front of Arya's eyes is just a little boy who has not even twelve years.


"May, you're bobo in the room you were wearing yesterday. There are only two rooms in this house Sham!", said Arya.


"Huum, no problem Pa! Yes, Sham come in. Pa. Good night!", saying Sham.


"Yes, my dear boy, what a beautiful dream."


Sham also passed into the room that he would inhabit. Arya herself was thinking about what she was talking about with Syam earlier.


What am I supposed to do? Aryan monologue in his heart.


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Before dawn, Arya had already heated up her car. Even Gita was quite surprised to see her husband was already at the side of the house.


Gita washes her face before meeting Arya.


"Pa? Why else? It is not yet dawn!" said Gita.


"Manasin machine briefly ma!", said Arya. Shortly thereafter, the dawn of Azan reverberated.


"Manasin the engine can it be later if it is light? It's just that we haven't prayed Pa's dawn yet!" said Gita. Not even Arya said, Sham is behind the Gita.


"Yes, the dawn prayer!" said Arya approaching Gita and Sham.


"You must be disturbed because of the noise, Sham?", asked Gita to Sham.


"Ngga kok ma. I usually wake up at this hour. Anyway, papa car is an expensive car, where there is noise hehehe even barely heard heheheh!", said Syam.


"It can be!", Arya rubbed the top of the head of Sham.


"Where are you going at this hour?" asked Gita.


"Papa's going to Jakarta. Surya said, Judis is critical. And Pandu also entered the hospital, Puja said last night."


"Why go to the hospital?", asked Gita in surprise.


"Hum! But Puja and Vanes have taken care of her in Luke's favor! Papa was just a formality!", said Arya leaving Gita and Sham with a thin smile full of meaning.


Wasn't it! They did not laugh at the condition of Pandu or Judis! But both are grateful because as hard as Arya in her heart there is still genuine affection without showing it to everyone.


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