Rainbow Blanketed Clouds
Who Contributes?

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Ahmad's father stared fixedly at the rainbow. From the face of his sincere daughter without burden, he began to be relieved after not finding the sign of a lie. Rainbows seem very calm. 

“Dad, Mother, I know how my husband is now. Same father Mom don't think too much. Mas Awan must have a reason why to come to such a place, and I believe not to do misak.” 

Ahmad's father nodded in agreement, as did Humairah's mother. They took a long breath. I wholeheartedly agree with Rainbow. 

"Alright, Son. I hope it is like that."

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Afternoon .... 

All the meeting preparations are ready. There are many food boxes that have been brought to the mosque. In the living room my father was talking to Thunder who had taken the time to arrive early before the meeting began.

Not long after, Zidan was present in their midst. "Where are you from, son? Why just come home? It's not like today's not working, is it?"

"Yes, Dad. I've taken care of something, so long go home."

While Rainbow was still standing in the kitchen staring at the drink he had just made. Ever since Thunder came to him that night to recount the disgrace of the Cloud's past, he felt reluctant to meet the man. Not because of hate, but just to keep your eyes on. 

“Why is the tea not taken out?” Mother's greeting disperse rainbow reverie. 

“It's okay, Mom. Can you just bring the drink out?” 

Humairah's mother looked at her daughter in wonder. “Indeed why? You sick?” 

The rainbow shook slowly. “No, Mom. It's just ...” Rainbow words hanging.

Seeing the look on her daughter's face, Humairah's mother understood that Rainbow might not be good with Thunder who had failed to propose to her.

“Ya already, let mommy take it. Your husband just came."

The rainbow that had been moody immediately smiled. “Mas Cloud already arrived?” 

"Yes, just now. But he said he wanted to go to the mosque first because he had not prayed ashar.” 

The rainbow nodded with a smile.

I immediately brought drinks to the living room. Father, Thunder and Zidan were having a casual chat. Thunder had just told about Cloud who was one of his subordinates in the office. Ahmad's father was quite surprised to hear it, in contrast to Zidan who looks ordinary. 

“Wah, I really did not expect that Nak Awan worked at Nak Guntur company,” said Ahmad's father. “Hopefully the existence of Nak Awan can advance the company.” 

"The accident did make Nak Awan unable to walk for nearly three months."

"Why was the accident, Dad? You see in the office I had heard some news that the cloud accident due to drunk driving."

Zidan's gaze immediately turned to Thunder. While Ahmad's father took a long breath.

"Astaghfirullahaladhim's chat. Slander is more dangerous than murder. The news is not true, Brother Thunder. Actually Kak Awan accident because he was in a hurry to catch Kak Pelangi," said Zidan as if defending his brother-in-law.

Thunder was shocked to hear Zidan's defense. "Thank God. I hope it is like that."

“Let's drink the tea first, Nak Guntur,” said Ahmad's father tried to divert the conversation.

Thunder smiled kindly, then sipped the cup of tea that Mother Humairah had just served. “Oh yes, Father ... there is actually something I want to ask about the construction of Tahfiz House.” 

“What's up, Son?” 

“I intend to contribute to the land acquisition. I have prepared about five hundred million. The rest can probably be obtained from the residents here.” 

Ahmad's father looked quite happy and relieved to hear Thunder's good intentions. “Alhamdulillah, may it be a charity farm for Nak Guntur. May Allah repay with kindness multiplied.” 

“Aamiin.” 

Zidan smiled. “Alhamdulillah, thank you, Brother Thunder. But the funds for land acquisition are more than enough.”

Both father and Thunder were shocked to hear Zidan's words. Because this morning the funds collected are still very far from enough, not even reaching the number one hundred million.

“How can, Nak?” ask me, I still don't believe it. 

“Yes, Dad! Thank God, that's enough. This morning there was a servant of God who gave away some of his wealth. The rest is also still enough to continue development.” 

The disbelief is still visible from the look on my father's face. “But who contributes that much?” 

Zidan looked around to make sure no one else heard them. 

“Cracks Cloud, Dad. But Kak Awan advised, so that his name was not announced as one of the donors.” 

Thunder flinched with wide eyes.

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