CURSE Or GRACE
Unlocking Destiny

The banner was stunned when he reached the courtyard of a large and magnificent building. Inside it appears that some male and female nurses are busy doing something, some are guiding parents in wheelchairs, some are carrying food trays and so on. The yard is laid out very neatly, the grass looks cut periodically so that it is equally flat and here and there the flower plants thrive pleasing to the eye. Panji still can't believe the address his uncle gave him yesterday.

"This is not a canned-canned parlor! Where'd you get the money to take care of my mom here?" Questions arise in the head of Panji, he did send money from his work every month to his uncle for school fees and care of his mother. Panji estimates there's not enough one million a month for her mother's care here.

With Panji's wavering steps into the reception desk, all the questions still hang in his head.

After expressing his intentions and goals to the officer at the front desk he is welcome to wait in the living room. A nurse pushed a wheelchair filled with her mother. Panji looked at his mother's figure, he looked well-groomed, his body clean and healthy, but his eyes blankly stared blankly. Panji gave up his intention to ask his mother, kissing her hands and sitting in front of her.

"How are you, forgive the new Panji today can visit Mom," Panji looked at his mother, his eyes still staring at Panji but as if he did not recognize Panji anymore.

"Give your mother time, we will still continue to strive for your mother's recovery, while this development is quite promising, she is calmer and willing to activity here, take your mother for a walk in the yard!" The nurse who had taken her mother said kindly to Panji, Panji nodded and thanked him before he took over the wheelchair from the nurse.

Panji pushed his mother's wheelchair to walk in the night and continue to the park is quite spacious, there are seen some family members who both visit his parents. Panji looks for a garden chair and sits facing his mother while continuing to hold her hand, he tells good things about himself all this time, his mother remains silent but Panji sees his mother's eyes begin to glaze over. After feeling enough to let go of Panji's longing to bring his mother back in, he called one of the nurses to return his mother, before the nurse brought his mother he kissed her hands about to say goodbye, he said, suddenly his mother said with a trembling voice.

"Panner, your father is innocent, please apologize to your father!" His hand suddenly stroked Panji's head and began to cry. Panji seemed to not believe what he had just experienced, he wanted to ask further but the nurse who had been holding him by gesturing not to put too much pressure on his mother at this time. Panji understood and let his mother be brought back to the room.

Panji walked out with a million questions in his head. The plan today is to meet his father in prison, which is located in one city where his mother is treated. So many questions and events that he experienced continuously revolved like a top on his head, he did not stop thinking until he did not realize that the taxi he was riding in had reached the prison door where his father was detained. After paying a taxi he headed for the post in front of the prison gate.

Panji conveys its purpose and purpose. Shortly after the prison guards coordinated, he was ushered into a room where the family could meet the prisoners. Not too long waiting for his father to come with one of the prison guards, he looks healthy and fresh, but many scars upfront and in his hands, he said, as soon as he saw his son in front of him he immediately hugged Panji tightly.

"How are you doing, son? I didn't expect you to be this big, handsome and handsome!" His father said with joy, Panji just smiled.

"I'm sorry sir, I just came this time to see you."

"There's no need to apologize, I know you're fighting out there alone, I'm the one who has to apologize for making my kids suffer." His father's voice changed into a weight full of regret. Panji just lowered his head, the worry on Panji's face was caught by his Father.

"Your face looks very worried, son? Is there anything you want to tell me? tell me!"

Panji was worried, but finally he decided to talk to his father.

"I did come to see you on purpose, the last few months I've been having strange events that have left me in trouble and having to stop working." Panji started telling stories but then stopped because he did not know how to start telling his father, so just ************* both hands, his heart was restless. His father continued to observe Panji from top to bottom, also seen by him some scars on the hand Panji. Seeing the Panji who was having trouble composing the words made him instantly take both of Panji's hands.

"Let me guess! You suddenly have the lust to beat people up and it doesn't stop until you actually beat it up, does it, son?" Panji immediately gasped to hear the words of his Father, His father just smiled.

"Do you know that power can cure the disease of the man you beat up, son?"

Panji was confused as to what to say, finally he nodded,

"But not sure yet, I just expected it to be so."

"I had expected you to have that power when your Uncle told me that you were in trouble with your boss in Kebumen and you had to run to Jakarta. I didn't expect you to inherit that power either. The same power that I suddenly gained while you were in school, son."

"I don't know, son, I've never studied like that, the worship that I do is the same as everyone else in general. Just like you it also came suddenly to me." Panji was still staring at his Father with a huff, he still could not believe his Father's answer, looking at Panji who clearly did not believe him, he just sighed calmly.

"At first I thought it was common pain, but that pain only appeared when I met the victim, my blood boiling wanting to hit him. After the first beating at the market, I realized it when the guy I hit came to the market and thanked me for his illness being cured by my blow. Since then I have been known as a trouble-seeker in the market, anyone, whether a trader, a parking lot, even a market visitor did not escape my blow, some who realized thank you, some who realized thank you, some of the others are a problem for me, which is why your mom and I are clashing every day, I can't focus on trading anymore, while I can't tell your mom the truth either."

Panji threw his body into a chair, he had suspected his father must have the same strength, but he did not expect him to get it for free.

"Did you get out of control so someone got killed?" Mom said you were innocent!" Hearing Panji's question he was aghast, yet he immediately smiled to neutralize the atmosphere.

"How's your mom doing, son? Has he healed? When did you meet her?" His father asked patiently.

"I just met him, the nurse said that mom's gonna get well soon, how did you get to jail?" Panji continued to pressure his father to complete his curiosity. His father just sighed and spread his body back, his head looking up at the ceiling. After a long wait, he finally spoke.

"Sorry Panji, I can't tell you that!" His voice was flat but his sharp eyes confirmed it was final and inviolable. Panji who had known such eye spot can only resignedly resist his disappointment. Long both of them were silent, finally Panji asked again.

"Do you still have that power here?"

"It's been rare, maybe I've healed everything here," he laughed, but I had greater difficulties at first, you see so many scars from being hit by people who beat me up in crowds. You can imagine what I hit was the head of a drug kingpin whose men here were dozens, sadistic killers, determined robbers and so on, nowhere to run and hide, no where to hide, I can't even sleep because I'm holding back the pain even my bed is full of blood." The banner was clamped, his tongue was immediately twisted. He felt guilty because at first he wanted to blame his father for the suffering he was experiencing. He may be more fortunate to still be able to run, but his father could not run far and hide, prison life filled by hard and rough people would make his father suffer greatly.

"But I was lucky, after so many times, finally the jailer here who became my victim, of course at first I was more tortured by the prison guards. I almost died and indeed I chose to die at that time after days of torture, beaten all-out with various kinds of torture devices. before I died it turned out that the warden realized that he had been healed by me." He kept quiet breathing a few times.

"Side me now, I'm protected by the warden, I just tell my target to him, he immediately secures me when I've executed, brings the victim to the prison hospital, he said, and he himself explained to the victim how I had cured his illness. This is how I am now, I am the most respected person here right now, hahahaha! " His father laughed again but instead of laughing because he was satisfied or proud, Panji felt a heavy burden carried in his laughter.

"Is this a curse to our family?"

"I don't know Panji, I used to feel so, my life was difficult, my efforts that I had pioneered from zero were destroyed, my relationship with your mother became like a dog and a cat, but here I see it as a gift. It all depends on how we look at Panji.for me it's a gift because I can help people who are sick here. Maybe it's my God's destiny to be here.

"Would this power be lost or ended?" Panji asked worriedly.

"I don't know son!" He only smiled when he saw Panji's anxiety.

The time of the visit was over, a warden politely signaled his father to end his visit. He hugged Panji as if he did not want to be released again, while berkara in his ears.

"But be yourself, boy! I'm sure you can handle it with your cleverness, use your heart to receive this Grace!" Panji could only smile faintly, before his father left he kissed his hand. He saw some prison guards very familiar and respectful to his father. The pennant was escorted by the warden who was also very friendly to him, as soon as he arrived at the front gate was greeted with the handshake of several guards who served in front.

"It is an honor for us to meet Mr. Sudibyo's son" one of the well-built guards shook Panji's hand tightly.

The banner looked around, all eyes looking respectfully at him,

"this must be the result of his Father who has planted the virtue here, the right Father, how we look at this gift so that's the result, we look at the positive result positive, we look at the negative result is also negative!" The banner is solid, but he knows even though he has received this gift but surely in his journey will still be full of thorns and rocks.