The Neglected Pearl
Part 107 Special gift

Meanwhile, at the flats, the nurul who had gotten a job, still routinely opened his restaurant, which was never empty of customers, after Randi finished college, the man immediately kept his promise to marry Nurul.

Before he picked up his parents to Padang, Randi asked for first blessing to Mang Ojo family.

“Have you thought carefully, son? because this marriage is not just a signature on paper, but for the future of both of you later. If you agree, but how about you two?” asked Mang Ojo to Nurul and Randi.

“We're ready, too, sir! born and inner,” answered Randi and Nurul.

“Alright then, your Father and Mother bless you both. And to go to Padang, you are Randi ! will be accompanied by Bang Alhuda and Dika. About your biayamu during the trip later we will bear including both your parents.”

“Oh, thank you sir! I promise to be a good son, and a good husband for Nurul.”

:Aamiin!” Answer the whole house simultaneously.

After getting the blessing of both Nurul's parents, Randi went to the city of Padang accompanied by Alhuda and Dika.

During the journey they seemed silent and did not discuss any problems. Arriving at the bayur bay harbour, Alhuda and Dika were welcomed by Randi's family. Together they go to Randi's house.

In a village that is located very far from the city, where Randi and his parents settled, from behind the walls of the simple house, it seems that the two parents Randi a little embarrassed to welcome the arrival of the two of them.

“This is where we are, son! I work as a vegetable farmer, while I work in a restaurant. But for the sake of his noble ideals, we have to let him study in Jakarta,” said Randi's father in a soft voice.

“Father do not need to be ashamed to tell us the condition of the father's household, because our parents were not rich people, sir. Dad traded boiled peanuts around while Mom became a scavenger. We live below the poverty line.”

“Ooo, so yes nak.”

“For you to know, we never enjoyed life in childhood, to eat only, Our mother had to scavenge garbage first just got rice.”

“Currently Your Mother's father is still healthy, right son?”

“Still sir, both are still alive, Mr. Tau no, the rice we eat is not from pure rice sold in the markets, but from used rice that people have discarded, that is what is quoted and made rice aking.”

"Ooo, is that it?"

"That's the rice we've been eating all this time, and from there our parents educated and raised us to this day.”

“What's that aking name for?”

“Yes, the leftover rice that people have thrown away, then we take it and we wash and cook again.”

“Wah! your parents are so amazing huh, I'd love to meet him.”

“Yes, later you can definitely meet him!” alhuda replied in a soft voice.

Two days while in Padang, Alhuda and Dika agreed to build the house of Randi's parents well and livable. After the press of the contract, the morning when everyone was still asleep, the workers had arrived for their new project.

Mr. Herman was so shocked that the workers began to dismantle the walls of his kitchen. Seeing this, he ran out to prevent it.

“Oh, no! why did you break our house! our fault what are you guys!” mr. Riswan shouted at the workers.

Hearing the noise outside Alhuda and the others woke up and ran out of the house.

“Ooo, now start working?” ask the workers.

“Iya, Sir! we have all prepared. And Bu Ranita has sent her home sketch to us!”

“Alright please you guys start working.”

“Good Sir,” replied the workers.

“Pak, we both have agreed, to improve your home so that it can be livable.”

“Wah, is that true, Son ?” asked Mr. Riswan and his wife did not believe it.

“Alhamdulillah! thank you son, if expected of us, will never change.”

“This is all rezki that Allah entrusted to us, to Mr.”

Unpronounced with words, Mr. Herman's tongue felt muddled at that time, the old man's tears flowed incessantly as well as his wife and Randi, unceasingly expressing gratitude.

After the house was almost completed, Alhuda and Dika invited the two parents to Jakarta. And that's where Nurul and Randi's wedding was held.

The party was lively, for the umpteenth time Mang Ojo still invited Ranita Dan Niko's parents.

Although they are always evil and like to demean their families, but the heart of Mang Ojo was never stifled by the slightest revenge on them. Because they are happy children.

On the day of her wedding, Nurul received a special gift, a wedding gift from the boss where she worked. Nurul, who had received a promotion, again got a promotion to become the director of the company.

His heart was very happy, in the gift that he just opened Nurul got a house key and at the same time a car key. Unimaginable before, if in that happy moment, Nurul got a special gift from his company in the city of Jakarta.

The sustenance is not going anywhere, if God has willed everything must be easy. Mang Ojo and his family have always been underestimated and humiliated, now the richest billionaire in Jakarta.

The days went as desired by the Mang Ojo family, abundant property, healthy and obedient children, it was all also the wishes of everyone.

In her new home, Randi and Nurul live happily, they work according to their respective duties, Randi works as a doctor while Nurul becomes a director at Telkom company.

After being busy with their respective affairs, Randi was unhappy with Nurul's higher position, must never leave his obligations as a wife, but Randi was not satisfied with it.

That night, Randi gently spoke to Nurul, from a heart of heart, so that no one would feel offended by his words.

“Honey, here! Take Randi to his wife.

“What's Bang?” ask Nurul ingi tau.

“There's something I want to talk to you about.”

“Speaking what?”

“It looks like we've been married for five months, but how come you haven't shown any signs of pregnancy.”

Hearing Randi's words, Nurul can only be silent, because it has not happened to Nurul.

“Or because you are too busy, so it has not happened to you?”

“Entai Bang, maybe God has not wanted it, besides we will have just been married five months, people have not even been gifted children for years.”

“So, you want us to get married decades ago just had a child?”

“Oh, that's not what I mean, Bang.”

“Then what?”

“Why do you have to be so emotional? I'll just say what it is!”

“That's all because you're too busy with your work that's Nur.”

“I'm not busy anyway, no matter how busy I am, I never neglect my responsibilities as a wife.”

“Aaah! You always argue that I nasehati.”

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