KELANA
Fruit of Goodness

"I happened to pass this alley, Buk. I got word from people about Mr. Somad, so all of you stopped by to look at me."

"Ooo so..let's go in, son..get in! But this is Ibuk's house, scattered.not yet cleaned." Buk Senah opened the door wide.

He is the type of positive-minded person, who will not suspect people he does not know. He asked just out of curiosity how could he not know if indeed Mumu people from this alley of his house.

When he saw Mr. Somad, Mumu's face changed slightly. Although the condition of his body is very thin but how could Mumu possibly forget the look of the face of this quiet old man.

Mumu remembered the first time she wanted to apply for a job, when she was scolded and kicked by a guard in front of the Regent's office, it was this old face that had held her back so that the person did not beat Mumu further.

It is true, people say, the world is small.

Who would have thought that Mumu would meet this old man again. This is what destiny says.

In the past, Mumu had tried to find the figure of this kind old man in the guard post of the Regent's office. Although at that time he only saw from a distance, but Mumu did not meet the figure of the middle-aged man. It turned out that he was in such a grave illness.

"It's hard to cook, go ahead, Buk. Just leave me here. Let me take care of Father. Poor you won't eat."

Buk Senah looked agitated. She wanted to quickly cook for her husband but the kind-hearted woman felt uncomfortable leaving her guest alone.

Even though the guest is only a young child, whose name is still a guest. Guests should be respected.

"Is it all right, son?" He still seems a little doubtful. His face reflected guilt.

"Yes, Buk. In part I can a little science massage, let me later massage Mr. Somad before Ibuk ready to cook."

When he saw Mumu's soothing smile, Buk Senah immediately left.

Even though he only knew Mumu, but his heart immediately felt trust in the figure of Mumu so without a doubt he went straight to the kitchen, cooking food for his husband and guests.

Mr. Somad seems to be sleeping. Occasionally his body is like going to have convulsions.

After waiting for a moment his body movements stopped. It didn't turn out to be a seizure.

Through his spiritual power Mumu scans for Mr. Somad's disease, it turns out that there is abnormal cell growth inside his head.

The growth of this tissue has covered around the cerebrum and its small brain.

Mumu knows, this disease is called brain cancer.

Naturally doctors are not sure of the healing rate even if surgery is done.

Because the mutation of the cells inside Mr. Somad's head is already very severe.

If it was someone else, there might be no way to cure it. They can only surrender.

Impossible for others does not mean Mumu can not either.

Thanks to his inner strength and spiritual strength, it was not impossible for Mumu to treat Mr. Somad.

It's just that it's certainly not as easy as it says.

However, brain cancer is a disease that can take a person's life so that Mumu of course will not be proud that he will be able to treat Mr. Somad easily.

Although the head is one of the hard parts of the body, but the silver acupuncture needles that are energized in being able to stab Mr. Somad's head smoothly like a bunch of tofu.

The silver acupuncture needle pierced firmly according to the points of the mutated nerve.

Usually, Mumu treats a person by flowing energy into his body through silver acupuncture needles and heal or regenerate nerve veins or body parts of patients with problems.

But this time the goal was different!

The inner energy that is channeled into the body of Mr. Somad through a set of silver acupuncture needles aims to fight and turn off the function of cells that grow and develop out of place.

This is a new experience for him so Mumu needs a little time to get used to the sensation.

The most difficult thing is not to turn off the mutated cells but to prevent other cells from mutating so that extra accuracy and effort are needed so that the effort is not in vain.

Half an hour later while wiping away the sweat flowing down her forehead and temples, Mumu breathed a sigh of relief.

He was finally able to complete his task in time.

Mumu was sure that soon Buk Senah would have finished cooking so that Mumu quickly packed her silver acupuncture needle equipment and walked straight to the exit.

"Oh, I'll go home first. Thanks for everything." Mumu immediately started the bike and passed from there.

Thank you he meant actually was for the help that Mr. Somad had given him first.

In his current position, the assistance provided by Mr. Somad can be considered trivial, but not for him when in his former position.

The assistance provided by Mr. Somad is so valuable that Mr. Somad is entitled to a little recompense from him.

This is all nothing! This all happened because of the fruit of Mr. Somad's own kindness so that they could be destined to meet again in this condition.

"Let's go, son....! Eat first." Buk Senah ran in a hurry to the door. When he tilted his head Mumu was no more.

"Hmmm. People deliberately cook more want to invite him to eat together but he instead left. Refusing to give his name." Buk Senah shook her head as she returned to the kitchen to fetch food for her husband.

"Where's the food, huh? I'm already so hungry. Oh yes, please make some coffee. I haven't had coffee in a long time, bitter as if this throat smokes without coffee."

"Hmmm....Yes, Bang.....?"

Buk Senah who was walking towards the kitchen immediately stumbled until his body staggered almost fell into the wall.

His eyes widened as he turned towards the bed. She did not find her husband lying there.

Nun there, at the corner of the bed, she saw her husband lighting a cigarette.

He remembered that the cigarette had been there for a long time without being moved.

But her husband hadn't touched the cigarette in a long time. Usually do not smoke, while drinking water and swallowing rice alone is difficult.

"Bang, what are you doing?"