You Relieve Me to Take Off
Ch25: Syukron So Sukro
Change people in and out of mosques. To follow tahlilan together. Starting from santri, neighbors and relatives.
At half-nine pm Grandma's body was bathed. He will be buried at half-time in the morning.
The clock shows four o'clock. Ali glanced at his sleeping wife with a puffy face. Five minutes after fainting, Meisya regained consciousness. But her crying became more hysterical.
“Grandma follow greeting May yes ..bismillahilladzi ..la yadurru ..ma asmihi ..syaiun ...fil ardhi ...walafissamai ....wahuwassami ul...alim...
Ali fell silent as his wife muttered in a semi-conscious state. The words his wife had just spoken. It is a reading that is always listened to for grandmother every morning and evening.
Because by remembering his name. There is nothing dangerous on earth or in the sky.
The man stroked his wife's head. Of course he was grateful, if his wife fell asleep like this second. Rather than crying when seeing Grandma's body bathed. He kissed his wife's forehead. Meisha recited the same reading.
The man glanced at the wall clock, when he heard the dawn prayer.
“I have to tell dad, but I can't leave him,” he thought glanced at Meisya.
Ali got out of bed, opened the door slowly. Just then her five-year-old daughter Arsa passed by.
“Zahwa, Uncle may ask please no?” tanyanya stumped a smile.
“Please what Uncle?” He looked up at the man, who often took him to Indomaret to buy ice cream.
In the words of Zahwa, Ali's uncle is a royal man. He even said. How wonderful it would be if his uncle had no children. Because uncle's affection will be on him.
“You're in the room, accompany aunty—“
“Where is Uncle going?” cut quick. Made him get a pinch on the cheek, from the uncle.
“Zahwa owner of marbles eyes. If anyone's talking, you better not cut it? This aims, so that we ..get all the information in full. Which makes us understand, but if Zahwa doesn't understand. Ask the person to explain it again. This is not the case when talking to people. But at the school Zahwa, can also practice it,” said Alo cupped the face of his puffed-up nephew.
The boy nodded quickly. “But Uncle, where are you going? Why should Zahwa, who is accompanying aunt Mei?” tanyakanya.
“Uncle wants to grab a mobile phone, and pray.”
“Uncle take mobile only, do not need to pray. I'm afraid I'm in the room alone. Later if great grandmother, come how?”
Ali gaped, hearing Zahwa's explanation.
“That's the same aunt, and where there are. Grandma great-grandmother came, her grandmother's people were in the mosque.”
“Well auntie's sleeping, that means Zahwa himself. No one can talk to. Mending Uncle, instantly run and come back again,” his command points to the stairs.
“Quick Uncle...!” the bluff that made Ali immediately run up the stairs.
Ali arrived at his room with a breath of breath. Maybe this is a morning exercise before dawn, with my eyes soft. Because you can't sleep all night.
The man immediately grabbed his cell phone that was placed in the mattress. When you want to close the door. First he took a peci hanging beside the door.
Ali opened the door to her sister-in-law's room. He saw Zahwa sitting on the bed. While looking at Meisya's face.
“Paman ..old page! I was afraid to know when Bibi spoke with her eyes closed,” her grunts put on an annoyed face.
“Sorry Uncle Yes Zahwa, but Uncle wants to say thank you ... already want to accompany Auntie,” said.
“Uncle want to buy me sucro nuts?” tanyanya enthusiastic.
In contrast to Ali who frowned. “Syukron darling ... Allahuakbar ..not sucro.” Ali massaged his temple, he could. The mood of mourning, turned into a question and answer with the marbles-eyed boy.
Zahwa's eyes were so clear and round.
“But Zahwa so want to eat sucro nuts Uncle!”
Ali reached into his pocket, seeing that Zahwa was enthusiastic. Uncle's pocket, surely can grant his request.
He doesn't need Doraemon anymore. Because Uncle Ali's pouch is much more able to make his stomach full.
“Ten thousand Uncle?” Opening the folded money, with a frown.
“Iya, you just buy it later can.”
“I want two Uncle, later if sister ask how?”
“Beautiful zahwa...” The complimentary magic matra this time will work. “With the money that Uncle loves, you can even get one more sucro nut.”
“List uncle, 1 pack sucro nuts cost eight thousand. So how can I get more?” his protest.
For him the method of teaching by demonstration. It will make study time fun. Because parents can use goods, as a medium that is relevant enough to teach. Without realizing it is capable of. Helping children hone their skills without any element of coercion.
“Oh ..that's it Uncle! But Uncle, did the sucro nuts come with inflation as well?” ask Zahwa curiously.
Ali gasped at hearing it, how could it be. The five-year-old knew about inflation, and at the age of 18, he was just learning financial management.
“You know where?” is from tanya Ali stared fixedly.
“Well Uncle forgot, that time was right. Uncle said it was the same Abi! I'll be there. Yes so listen. Keep asking to be explained again Abi!”
“What do you understand about inflation?”
“If Abi says, the price is expensive. Is that really Uncle?”
“Yes right,” the answer is nodding.
“Means the sucro bean is experiencing inflation is not?” tanyakanya.
“Yes of course, used to be sucro nuts cost a third of now.”
“Third, that's how much?” it seems that Zahwa is still lay with the fragment.
“If it's half, eight divided by two how much?” Zahwa seemed to be counting his days.
“Four!”
“Well if one third means eight divided by three. How much was?”
The round girl counted again. Seeing his nephew in distress. Ali tried to explain clearly.” Gini if Zahwa has eight sweets, continue to be given to Uncle, same aunt and Zahwa roughly get how much?”
“But if Zahwa has eight candies, Zahwa won't share Uncle!”
Ali patted his eel, it seemed like the analogy used was unsatisfactory. Or indeed his nephew is a leaked version of Aidin.
“As far as Zahwa, Uncle really did what you said. Later if it is big. Uncle took you to be a financial manager in the company of grandfather Brahmanta.!”.
why talking to Zahwa upset him. A shadow if the one who invites him to talk is his son. The Universe will want it.
To be a father?
So how, until now he had never touched Wan Aina.
The lips that had been attracted formed a smile, gradually normalized.
“I mean it works just to track Uncle's money. Well good .. Now I can Uncle. Just try if Uncle wants, then I line Uncle's money from here to the door.” Point it at the door.
Ali chuckles at it, Zahwa's analogy of a financial manager is okay too.
The basis of financial management, is being able to calculate and allocate. Expenditure and income funds in an efficient and detailed manner.
Morgan Housel_ in his book The Psychology of Money. Breaking someone's opinion.. If’ Managing money well has nothing to do with our intelligence. It has more to do with our behavior. Because a behavior is difficult to teach, even to people who are very intelligent.’
“Ya may be like that, after analyzing the sum of all his money. Or the money is lined up you said (inlined) we can decide to spend how much, for what, that way we'll know. If there is any expenditure or income..”.
Meisya began to blink her eyes. It seems like the conversation of two other people of that age. Disturbing sleep.
Meisya looked up, seeing a round-faced girl sitting beside her. And the husband stood up while staring at the cell phone.
At that moment, Ali began to shift her eyes. When Meisya asked her for a clock.
“Waduh fifteen minutes more sunrise,” said Ali surprised.
He thought he hadn't talked to Zahwa for very long. But why make him bad luck doing his prayers.
The conversation with Zahwa turned out to be fun, the proof is that he forgot the clock.
“Why don't you wake me up anyway Bib?” meisya protested wiping her puffy eyes.
Ali looked at Zahwa, holding him accountable. Because talk to the little lady. He was late at dawn and forgot to tell his father.
“Two hours from grandmother's funeral,” Meisya said back to tears.
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