The Enchantment of Neighbor Grass
Smart to Take Opportunities

The next day, Aulia began to undergo new activities, in a new place with great enthusiasm.

A warm morning with jokes and laughter Ammar along with his two eyes that they had just known last night, added encouragement for young mothers who now bear the new status as a single parent.

The smile on the thin lips of the hijab-wearing woman continued to inflate perfectly, implying the happiness of Aulia's heart that had been living under pressure inside her ex-husband's house.

'God be upon all the favors which You bestowed upon us both, O Lord.' Gratitude unceasingly Aulia spoke to the Creator.

"Nda, the goreng rice is ripe, huh?" asked Ammar when approaching the mother who was preparing breakfast in the back room of the shophouse.

Yes, there Bu Hajah and her husband used to enjoy eating while watching television shows to accompany them both so as not to feel lonely.

This morning, the two of them did not need to turn on the electronic object because the attention of the two middle-aged parents had been distracted by Ammar's cuteness.

Bu Hajah also does not need to bother cooking because Aulia deftly has taken all the roles of kitchen affairs, wells, including cleaning the house.

"Ammar's hungry, huh?" asked Aulia while taking food for Pak Haji, Bu Hajah and also the son, who had been sitting in an orderly manner at the dining table adjacent to the sofa.

"Yes, Nda. Earlier, Ammal was invited to jog for Eyang in the park," replied Ammar, excitedly.

It was the first time the boy had played outside with an adult boy, Eyang Haji, who already considered Ammar to be his own grandson.

During this time, Ammar only played with his mother inside the house, while Aulia worked to clean up the endless household affairs.

Even if the mother has time to invite him to play outside while shopping for vegetables, it will not be able to linger because the mother must immediately cook the vegetables that have been purchased and then rush to the grandfather's house to feed her grandfather lunch.

"Ammar happy, yes playing the same eye?" ask Mr. Haji.

"Yes, Eyang. Ammal recalls checking," the little boy replied with his cute style and looked very carefree.

The two middle-aged parents, smiling happily, watched Ammar's cheer. Similarly, Aulia, the young mother smiled widely to see her son could eat breakfast while laughing freely.

There was no more pressure from the father's gaze which was always sharp and intimidating, if Ammar had a noisy breakfast.

Yes, Handoyo always used his little family to eat in silence. It is not solemn silence because it enjoys food, but it is silent under pressure.

"Nda, later Ammal ciang mau maem cama cayul there bakco, yes," pinta Ammar after finishing fried rice in a dish.

"Just finished breakfast, cook already order a meal for later, son," protested Aulia with a smile.

"Ah, Mommy ... boweh, yes," sulked Ammar with pursed lips, adorable. Making the three adults at the dining table chuckle together.

"Yes, Son. Later let the mother cook vegetable soup given a lot of meatballs for Ammar," replied Bu Hajah while wiping the top of the boy's head.

"Yes right, Kung. Nak Lia's cuisine is delicious" said Bu Hajah, to be honest.

"Father of the same Mother, exaggerated," replied Aulia, humbled.

"Mother is telling the truth, Nak Lia," the graceful woman said as she stared at her adopted daughter's black bead.

"Oh yes, Lia boy. The shop next door will still be empty, the same old house Maryam wants to be used for clothing store business. Well, how about Nak Lia open a food stall?" tawar Bu Hajah, who was reminded of his empty frame.

"Can, Mom?" aulia asked with a bright light. "Then, Lia did have her own business, Mom, but ..." the young woman paused her speech, the cheerful face suddenly became clouded.

"What, your ex-husband won't allow?" cecar Bu Hajah's.

Aulia nodded slowly.

Bu Hajah let out a long breath. "You are amazing, son. A strong woman" said the middle-aged woman.

"It's time to get up, honey. We will support you, son," he continued, staring at Aulia with a shady look, a gaze that was able to make the young woman again excited and rise to meet her happiness.

"Thank you very much, Mom, sir," Aulia replied, moved.

The beautiful Netra glazed over, seeing the sincerity of the two strangers she had just known, but had given life and great hope to the future of Aulia and the son.

'Yes, Rabb .. only one servant, give a useful age to both of them, so that they can continue to be with us. Love Pak Haji and Bu Hajah, as they both accept and love us, aamiin.'

"Son Lia can start whenever Nak Lia is ready," continued Bu Hajah.

"Let Nak Lia rest first and adjust to the environment here, Mom. Do not be too imposing," said Mr. Haji.

"God willing, Lia is ready, sir. Lia was even happy if there were activities, let alone productive activities," Aulia replied excitedly.

"Thank God, if Nak Lia had such thoughts. Slowly, starting a little bit is okay. It is intended to help facilitate the father's employees and other employees in the shop around to find food. There is no need to seek the many benefits that are important blessings, barokahs and God willing abound."

Pak Haji looked at Aulia, with a shady look. Advising the young woman, as if advising her own daughter.

"First, the business of the father was also only a small motorcycle workshop. Then because the damaged motor needs spare parts, you start saving to realize the dream in order to have a spare part store." For a moment the middle-aged man paused his story.

"Lantas, because people who serve motorcycles many ask, where there is a place to wash the vehicle, then you try to take the opportunity. Now, in addition to the workshop, vehicle spare parts store, there is also a motorcycle laundry and Alhamdulillah place can be lined up." Mr. Haji smiled with gratitude.

"The point is that people open the business, must be good at taking opportunities and intend to help and facilitate others who need our services or merchandise," he concluded.

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