Three Generations of Sultans
96. That girl?

...Happy Reading's...

On the way home, they told him about all the kindness of the uncle, even from the very beginning they met, even though the uncle was in pain from the illness he was suffering from, but he accepted our family with a smile.

" Mom, I want to pay a visit to eat uncle who donated both mat@nya for me."

I want to thank him directly, even if I can't meet him face to face.

" Of course, son, we just stopped by his grave, yank." Mommy immediately told daddy to go to the man's grave.

Along the way my smile never receded, I could look back at the verdant, colorful landscape of flowers along the way and the blue sky that stretched across the sky. This is a pleasure that we sometimes forget to realize.

But my smile stopped, when I arrived in front of a pusara, the ground was still wet with a sprinkling of flowers on it.

There was also a girl who was fervently praying beside him, while hugging the wood that read the name of someone there.

" Daughter.. Did you come by yourself?" Carlos yesterday only came for a while at the funeral of the good uncle, because he had to take care of Ray's needs, so he had not had time to talk much with his entire family.

" Yes uncle." He answered softly, wiping his remaining tears.

" Your father is a good man, he must be happy there, and maybe he can smile now, because he no longer feels pain."

Daddy rubbed the arm of the girl who looked so sad, he also looked soft-hearted and friendly with us.

It turned out that he was the son of that noble-hearted uncle. I am so grateful, it turns out that in this world there are still good people like them.

" Oh yes. introduce this son of om, who we told you about that day, his name is Raymond." My dad introduced me to her.

My tears instantly trickled down instantly, as my hands began to come into contact with her hands that felt so cold right now, maybe she had been there for too long, she said, because the wind was also seen blowing quite strongly in the cemetery area.

" Raymond." I tried to smile as I shook his delicate hand.

" Samantha." He answered while lowering his head.

" I thank your whole family again, for helping me so much, next time can we go to your house?"

I've never seen that uncle, at least when I visit his house I can see his picture, and remember it in my memory.

" Of course." He replied as he continued to look at my two eyeballs, his gaze soft, as if there were murats of sadness in his view.

" Are you still in school, or are you working?" I asked, while trying to smile, and distract him, I suddenly felt awkward when his gaze did not turn to look at me, as if he was stunned, or maybe he missed these two mat.

" It's still college." His short reply he was seen turning his face away, and rubbing his face slowly, it seemed like my guess was right he must have missed the second owner mat@ku.

" Where are you going to college, son?" Mommy Mala looked a little surprised.

" At XX aunt's University." Answer it gently.

" Wah..was that the University of Adelia? you went to college there, son?" Ask my happy looking mommy.

" Yes aunty, I spend it there."

" Why did you study far away in the city?" Daddy looks curious.

" I got a merit scholarship there uncle." The answer seemed to be trying to smile.

" Well, you're a smart kid, it turns out, it's the best university there."

" Where are you going?" Mommy asked back.

" Near aunt's campus."

" If you want, you can stay in our house, pretty close to the distance from campus, if you can bring a car or motorcycle at home really, but if you can't, if you can't, you'll be picked up by Ray, won't you, son?"

" Oh yeah, of course." I answered quickly, I also know how to return the favor of people.

" I'm close to my aunt's college, and I'm comfortable living there." He answered while lowering his head.

" Yes, son, it's about the business, the company on your behalf, so you're going to continue the company."

But he just seemed to be silent, whatever was in his mind, I don't know.

" Em... It's getting dark, you want us to take you home, son?" Mommy Mala seemed to understand the current situation, and switched the conversation daddy.

" I still want here aunt, my house is close from here, so I can walk later." Reply slowly.

" Okay, then we'll go first, son, say our regards to your family, next time we'll come back." Mommy rubbed the girl's shoulder.

He just looks like he's just nagging, I know his feelings, he's probably still sad and feeling like he's lost someone he loves.

" Mom... is he not willing yes, both mat@ his father was given to me? I'm so sad to see both mat@ku?"

Along the way I was pensive, and imagining the sad look in his eyes, I was confused as to how and say anything but thank you.

" It's natural Ray, he must be reminded of his father." Mommy tried to calm my heart by holding both of my hands.

" Get him Ray, protect him, take him as your brother, that's a message and a wish from his father." Daddy gave his opinion.

" Definitely dad, I'll definitely take care of her."

That's my promise, because that's all I can do to repay that uncle's kindness.

" Tomorrow we give thanks at home yank, we invite the people around."

" A good idea is mom."

" I also want to ngundang trio cendol dawet deh, long time not to gather with them." Mommy's face immediately looks sumringah when remembering his close friends.

" Mom, don't tell Hana's sister first, let me tell her directly, say the same aunty Shanum and Uncle Mark too?"

" Wouldn't you invite her?"

" Yes be invited, which is true, my sense of longing has even piled up as high as a mountain!" I answered steadily, only I know this feeling and the pain of enduring the longing, like being pierced by an indiscriminate thorn.

" The kebaya shirt is blue!" Mommy said suddenly.

" Who's mom?" Both of my eyebrows instantly raised when I saw that no one was wearing this afternoon kebaya.

" LEBAY LUU'S...!" Mommy said while shaking my forehead slowly.

" Eat meatballs on the side of the road." I also immediately replied to him.

" You want to eat meatballs, son?" Mommy took it seriously.

" Ooo... LOVELY LOVE!" Answer me loudly.

" But sableng boy!" Mommy immediately heard it.

" If I'm a sableng, mommy what the hell is dong?" I looked directly at my dear mommy's face.

" Sableng's mother!" Daddy immediately chimed in on our jokes.

" Yes..trus ayang Wiro Sableng his!" Mommy stuck out her tongue.

" Hahahaha. means we are Sableng dong family yes..." Daddy laughed at him, he laughed out loud again at the sight of us both, and finally the happiness of our family returned to what it used to be.

I will never be in vain the grace of God that has been given to me, and I will make the best use of it.

..."It's not a treasure that makes you happy, but it's gratitude that makes you a person who feels happiness."...

..."God does not promise that the sky is always blue, flowers always bloom, and the sun always shines. But, know that He always gives a rainbow after the storm, a laugh in every tear, a blessing in every ordeal, and an answer to every problem."...