The Story of the Children of the Juragan
77. Valuable lesson
"Why are you crying, baby?" The woman again asked the little boy near Wulan, gently stroking his head covered in hijab.
"Anisa wept because she remembered the torment of hell. Moreover, this aunt does not wear a hijab." said the little boy innocently to his mother. It made Wulan and the little girl's mother feel bad.
"I'm sorry my daughter's sister. He had no intention of offending you." Wulan smiled before replying to the words of the graceful lady beside her.
"It's okay sister. I also know what Anisa means. You are a good mother. Can educate a child to be more understanding of his beliefs."
The little girl's mother smiled a faint smile at the praise Wulan had given her.
"I'm not as good as you think sister is. I wore this hijab when I was married. It just so happens that my husband is a convert too. And we both learned in the middle of a routine that was quite time-consuming. We are very pleased with the presence of Anisa in our midst. He was like a little angel to us. If we commit an error, then he is also the one who reminds us. Uh, I'm sorry I told you nothing important to sister." said the woman at length. They have not yet introduced themselves.
But through a strand of words from the woman's mouth Wulan learned a valuable lesson. It turns out that there are some people who still take the time to learn. Not only to add insight, but also to convince the belief that has been embraced by the family.
"I'm sorry if I may know, was the sister's family not upset when it decided to become a convert?" Wulan asked cautiously, for fear of offending the woman before her.
The mother-of-one smiled before finally nodding her head. Makes Wulan quite surprised. The woman before him could smile in response to such a big problem.
"Why can you smile sister. If I were you, I wouldn't be able to. Because family is number one. Those who are always by our side when we like grief." Wulan's story does not accept.
For the umpteenth time, the woman before him smiled. He knows Wulan's young age. He is very critical in asking questions, like his son.
That straightforward answer made Wulan instantly silent.
'Not only beautiful, smart, soft. But also very strong and brave. It is fitting that his nature declined to his son.' Inner Wulan was amazed.
"I'm sorry it's all based on what I understand based on my understanding. If anything does not fit your understanding, please do not take heart." she added, cupping her hands together in front of her chest as a sign of her apology.
"Not a single word of yours offends my sister." Wulan smiled sincerely.
"Wulan, did you forget about your seat? So you're sitting here?" said Leon who was standing near Wulan. The three women turned to Leon.
"Oh, of course I didn't forget Leon. After coming out of the toilet I saw this little girl sitting alone. So I decided to accompany him. Because I'm afraid she's being kidnapped." explains Wulan. Leon took a look at the appearance of the mother and daughter pair sitting near his heart, then nodded in confidence.
"Yes, let's go back to our table. Our orders have come since. If the cold is not good to eat anymore." Leon pulled Wulan's hand and made the girl rise from her seat.
"Thank you for doing good for us. May Allah always give you blessings." said the mother of one child to Wulan.
"Aamiin." said Wulan, smiling as she waved her hand at the mother and child.