The True Love
business travel
"Dad, have you got the money yet?"
"A little while, son"
"You know, tomorrow's the last day, Dad. If you haven't paid, Ningsih doesn't want to go to school. Shame on the Headmaster and friends."
"yes, Son. Pray for Dad, yeah."
Selamet hung up the phone with a tense face.
"Shy, huh?" Saroni, his servant that night, immediately guessed
"Yes. He asked for money to enter the state Junior High Rp550,000. I was confused as to where to look for that kind of money" Selamet said in a mashigul tone.
"When should I get paid?"
"Tomorrow is the last day."
"Kok, how fast?"
"The school gives us a week. I've actually been trying to get there. But, it can't be either. Finding money in these difficult times is not easy. Marni had a proposal to sell wedding rings. The ring was the only piece of jewelry left in her hand. After all, the price of the ring was at most only half the cost we needed."
"Borrow at the office cooperative?" saroni.
"I tried, but I couldn't. I still have installments. Actually, Marni and I have been far away from insinuating funds for Ningsih to enter Junior High School. Amount Rp700,000. But the funds were used up when Bimo was admitted to the hospital two weeks ago. Yes, his name is also the ordeal of God," Selamet took a deep breath, trying to calm his troubled heart,
"If only I could help you, Met. But, I don't have any reserves at all."
"Already, Ron. A lowly employee like us where ever had a salary. residual? In the office, we look strong and strong. But at home, we're very simple people, who every mid-month always think where else to look for a loan."
The night continues to go. The two members of the security guard were immersed in their respective thoughts. Cloudy gawking. But at the end of the sky, a star crawled slowly.
Suddenly Saroni had some sense.
"Why don't you just talk to the new dirut? I heard, Mr. Aswin is a good man. Unlike the old bosses, his stingy was merciful." Mr. Salim, the old president, will always be remembered by the employees.
He is the one who always scuttle pay increases and signing of the Joint Work Agreement (KKB). He also decided that the component of the General Day Allowance (THR) is only the base salary. In fact, based on the provisions of the Department of Labor, THR it must be basic salary and other fixed benefits aka Take Home Pay.
Selamet itself will never forget to Mr. Salim. He was the only one who: when invited by Bimo's circumcision two years ago only left a letter at the reception desk, "May Bimo recover quickly and become a godly child." No envelopes!
"Ah, I'm ashamed, Ron. Mr. Aswin hasn't been here a week. After all, where does he know little people like us?"
"Well, you're right, Met. We are like screws. Although it has significance, but our existence is almost never appreciated."
The two friends came back. The thoughts of the two of them glared far away, breaking through the time limit.
Selamet glanced at the wall clock at the security guard post. Half nine o'clock in the night. Most of the garment factory employees have gone home. Except some overtime. However, the directors still survive in their respective workspaces. The proof, their cars have not left the office.
"Ron, I want to pray first, yes."
Saroni just nodded.
Selamet took ablution water, then did the prayer in mushalla located in the right corner of the building.
He tried to pray sekhusyu' prayer maybe. So I resigned and gave to God. To the owner of heaven and earth, he prayed like the prayers of the Kahfi youth while confined in a cave. "O Allah, I am sure, You are Exalted. I have always been honest in my life and my work. Now, I need Your help and sustenance. With the justice you have, grant me the sustenance I need. O God, if there is one good thing in my life that You accept, then I beg with that kindness, grant my prayer." His voice was soft and slow, yet it sounded quite clear.
At nine p.m., a white Mercedes B 1000 U. S. sedan appeared. Selamet and Saroni immediately stood up straight while saluting.
"Night, sir," Selamet and Saroni said almost simultaneously.
Mr. Aswin got out of his car.
"Night, Sir..."
"Saroni, sir."
"This is a special cheese martabak. I'm planning on making a night watchman. Please, Mr. Selamet and Mr. Saroni."
"Thank you, sir."
"I go upstairs first. There's a meeting."
An hour and a half later, Mr. Aswin went down. He stopped by the security guard post.
"His hammer, sir?"
"That's a big boy, sir. But Selamet does not want to eat" Saroni said.
Selamet nudged his best friend's arm.
"Why Mr Selamet?" Mr. Aswin was astonished.
"sorry. Sir. It's hard to swallow food this good."
"Why?"
Selamet did not answer.
"Anu, Sir. Jam again scold." Selamet stomped Saroni's feet. The one being stepped on is just grimacing.
"What's up, Mr Selamet? Maybe I can help." Selamet just silently looked down. His tongue feels stiff.
Finally, Saroni spoke. "Selamet needs school fees for his son, sir. Tomorrow, it's paid. Been looking to and fro, but couldn't."
"How much money does Selamet need?"
selamet.
"Rp550.000, sir. Make my son who just entered Junior High."
Mr. Aswin smiled. "Pak Selamet don't worry. I'll help you. But now, I don't bring cash. Tomorrow morning at eight, come to my room, yeah."
"But, when should I replace it, sir?" This time, Mr. Aswin laughed a little. "That's it, Mr. I Selamet. This is not a loan. This fund is my gift to Mr. Selamet's son who is studying. May he be a successful son."
"Thank you for your help."
Mr. Aswin shook his head.
"That's it, Mr. Selamet. This is all God's help. Just by chance, it was given through my hands. I will never forget my origin. I also come from a poor family.I Even now, my extended family in many villages live in simplicity. I try to help them as much as I can, especially for school and wedding expenses."
Selamet. He has no power to say anything more. Her tears were dripping down her cheeks. "Thank you, God. You are truly Godly" he said in his heart.
Selamet was surprised when Mr. Aswin touched his shoulder. "So don't forget, tomorrow morning I'll wait. Now, I go home first. During
"Night, Sir.."
the two let go of pack aswin until Mercy E320 'Cat Eye' disappeared behind the gate.
"Alhamdulillah. Thank you, Ron, for your help."
Saroni smiled sincerely. " Anyway, my friend.god'kan not deaf not blind.if we always do good, the time he would waste us?"
Selamet. His eyes were staring at the horizon.The sky was so clean.
Suddenly the moon was there.