Light Warriors
Section 19

A month has passed since the arrival of the Malaysian guests.

During the break, Mr. Tirto called Rumi to his room. Rumi still did not understand why the headmaster wanted to talk to her.  He said there was something important.  Rumi continued to wonder in her heart, is it because this month she has not paid off her school fees? 

"Think positive, Mi. " He encouraged himself.  

Arriving at the principal's room, Mr. Tirto told him to sit down.  Her face looked tense, making Rumi even more worried.  

"Look, Mi. I just received information from the finance department, you haven't paid tuition this month. Really no?" 

Rumi lowered her head.  It turns out that his guess is true.  His body became limp.  

"Yes, sir, "he answered softly. " I promise to pay it off soon." 

Mr. Tirto looked at him sharply, suddenly smiling.  Rumi began to dare to look at Mr. Tirto's face.  Strange, why is he smiling? Her thought.  

"Hmm, yeah. I understand your condition. I have good news for you." 

Rumi was a little surprised to hear that.  His feelings became more relieved. "What good news, sir?"  

" I just received an email from Mr. David for you."

"For me, sir? "

"really. For your. He said the Charity organization will pay all your school fees to finish, finance your family to have a decent place to live, and finance your twin brother to go to school again. "

Rumi still could not believe what she heard.  He tried to hit his left cheek and right cheek. Mr. Tirto looked at it in wonder, amused.  

"You're not dreaming, Mi. Congratulations yes. You deserve to receive it. Starting the new school year, Syam can go to school again. But I have to repeat class twelve again. Is it okay? " 

"Oh, no problem, sir. What matters is that my brother can go to school again." 

Rumi's eyes started to glaze over because of the feeling of haru.  He wanted to go home and tell the good news to Mom and Sham.  

"Oh yes, the Charity organization also gave capital to Ibu Ismunah to raise his business" Mr. Tirto added."For this one, you have to make a report accompanied by photos of his supporters to be sent to Malaysia. The Charity organization will continue to monitor its progress." 

"Good, Sir. Mercifully. Thank you, sir."

"Together, Mi. I also thank you for making this school famous."

Rumi smiled.  

"Do this trust well, Mi. No kidding, Mi. fifty thousand Malaysian Ringgit has entered my account, about one hundred and sixty one million rupiah. And it's still gonna grow."

"Well, that's a lot, sir."

"Yes. But I will not give up the money at once to you. Every time you need that money, make a report first. You leave me that report. I agreed and I gave him the money. In essence, Mi, must carefully manage large amounts of money." 

"Good, sir."

Before leaving the principal's room, Rumi made a prostration of gratitude.  Her tears were unstoppable again.  

*

As soon as he got down from the angkot, Rumi immediately ran cheerfully towards his boarding houses. 

Arriving at the boarding house, without taking off his shoes, he immediately hugged his twin brother. Syam who had just finished bathing and was still in bare-chested condition was shocked.  Rumi continued to hug her brother while crying. He has no power to speak anymore.  

"Mi, what the hell is going on?" Syam looked confused.  "Cock suddenly you came and immediately hugged me. Your shoes have not been removed either. Body's sweating. " 

"Thank God, Sham."

"Thankful why?"

"We.. we.... ," Rumi stammered.

"We why?"

"We.....

"Okay, okay, you calm down, Mi. Take off your shoes. Drinking water. After that, talk relaxed. "

Rumi did as her twin sister ordered.  After a bit of calm, then Rumi told the good news he received today.  

"So this is Sham, I was called by Mr. Tirto... "

"Then?"

"Say we got help from Charity, the Malaysian organization."

"Which last month visited our boarding houses? Mr David and Mrs Hanizah? " 

"Yes, Sham. Who last month visited our house. " 

"Then, help for what, Mi?"

"Eh, wait till I'm done telling you. Don't cut it yet."

"OK, okay. Continue Mi."

"Say help for us so we have a decent place to live, help for my school fees until it's over."

"Seriously, Sham."

"You must be kidding, right? Okay, I do love teasing you, Mi. And I know you want revenge."

Rumi pout. " What good is it for me to take revenge?"

"Thank God." Sham wanted to jump for joy, but he could still hold back. 

" And there is also a relief fund so you can go to school again, Sham," Rumi continued.

"I?  School again? " Sham surprised. " If this is me, I'm sure you'll really tease me. It's unbelievable."

"No, Sham," Rumi reassured his brother.

"I swear it. You can come alone to see Mr. Tirto if you still do not believe. Starting next school year, you can go to school again."

"Thank you God." Sham is making a prostration of gratitude.  

"And we also get funds to raise the business of Ibu Ismunah. There have been about one hundred and sixty-one million rupiahs that went into Mr. Tirto's account." 

Sham instead hugged Rumi. Then the two met face to face.  Sham looked at Rumi with deep eyes.  

"Mi, didn't I say? The law of karma exists." 

"Yes, Sham. You're right."

"Mom must be so happy to hear this news, Mi."

"Yes, Sham. And let's not forget we're grateful to Ismunah's mother too. God who paved our way through the medium of Mother Ismunah." 

*

After work, how happy I was to hear this good news.  She embraced her two children.  

"Mom's proud of you all, son.

From now on, I promise to leave Mom's current job. I'm opening my own business." 

"What is it, Mom?" ask Sham.

"Mom has a dream of owning a boutique. Maybe you can start small."

"May God" said Sham. "May the ideals of a good mother be realized. "

"So, when do we move house, Mom? " ask Rumi.  

"Fastly, " replied Mom.

*

"Sir, we will have a great effort, "Ismunah's mother hugged her husband after Rumi and Sham told her the good news.  "We got some money from Malaysia." 

They both made a gesture of gratitude. 

"Oh my God" said Ismunah's mother. "May You give multifold rewards to those who care about people like us." 

Ismunah's mother hugged Rumi and Sham instead. "Thank you, Mi, Sham."

"Together, Ma'am," Rumi and Sham compactly replied.

"Now, what do you plan to do? " ask Rumi.  

"I want to sell rice again like before" replied Ibu Ismunah." 

"Amin, O Lord, " said Sham.  " May be given fluency. " 

*

Funding assistance from Malaysia continues to flow into Pak Tirto's account.  With the funds, I bought a house that was simple, but neat and livable.

Now, Sham, Rumi, and Mom have their own room.  She also started a clothing business at home.  Mom sells it online by offering it on social media. 

Ismumah's mother and Mr. Min are not sleeping on the side of the road anymore.  They rented a room.  For several months, Syam and Rumi were busy building tents for the rice stall of Ibu Ismunah.

  Syam bought a paint and white cloth. Rumi wrote "ISMUNAH IBU RICE STALL". Then put it in a tent so people could read it.

Syam and Rumi bought a new smartphone.  With this method, they can do online promotion. 

The development of Ibu Ismunah rice stalls is very rapid.  The more days, the more crowded the buyers, especially at night.  Rumi and Syam continued to record every development, then reported it to Mr. Tirto, both in the form of writing, photos, and videos. 

*

From Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, Mr David and Mrs Hanizah continue to observe their development.  They are very satisfied with the performance of Syam and Rumi.  

"We must give an even greater surprise to the two knights of light" said Mr. David.  He glanced at his wife.  Mrs Hanizah nodded her head while smiling.